The lying game | Min Yoongi (Completed)

Chapter 14

Baekhyun sat in the monitor room trying to find anything he could that would help him find Y/N.

He had watched the clip of her at Cabana more than 60 times hoping that he might stumble upon something useful. Jaebum was on the monitor right beside him, trying his best to get a lead. Their usually calm and composed team leader had now lost all his cool.

Suddenly the phone to their private line rang. He looked at Jaebum who motioned for him to pick it up.

"Hello"

"Why you sad? I don't know, Nan Molla"

His eyes widened.

"Y/N, it's Y/N", he screamed at Jaebum who got on his feet starting the software to point her location.

"BANG BANG BANG, da kkomjjal mara, da kkomjjak mara..."

Baekhyun scribbled as fast as he could writing everything she sang into a notepad.

"Iri naenwa, ginjanghae da, ggeutpandaejang.. We are bulletproof, we are bulletproof"

Seeing the phone I knew where I had to call. I picked it up quietly making sure Jimin couldn't hear me. After turning it silent, I called the first private line I could to the Bureau.

Baekhyun picked up and I knew I had to tell him everything without Jimin knowing outside that what I wad doing.

As soon as I said the 'why you sad, I don't know Nan molla' I knew he would understand. I tried communicating everything I wanted to by using song lyrics.

The BANG BANG was for the name of the club which I had seen on a tissue paper lying on the floor. The ' we are bulletproof' was to indicate I had been taken by Bangtan since Bangtan in English meant Bulletproof.

I was about to sing something more when the phone died. I looked at it aghast. Blank screen. Fuck.

Outside the stall Jimin banged on the door. "STOP FUCKING SINGING AND GET OUT RIGHT NOW"

Not sure what to do with the phone, I dropped it in the pot and flushed it. It was as good as nothing now. Dead phones couldn't be tracked.

When I came out he was looking at me angrily. "What the hell were you doing?"

"I like to sing when I pee, you got a problem with that?"

"I don't have the fucking time to listen to you fucking sing kid. So shut the fuck up and move"

"Should I wash my hands or not?", I asked him questioningly. He glared at me so dangerously that I quickly opened the tap, wetting my hands and rubbing the soap in before following him outside.

"HELLO? HELLO? Y/N", Baekhyun yelled into the phone. But no voice.

He looked at Jaebum.

"The phone got cut. The call lasted 23 seconds. I need a minimum of 30 to track", he said disappointed.

"Y/N is alive, she is alive", Baekhyun said feeling so grateful to hear her. Jaebum nodded patting the man on his back.

"Now, what is all that she said? Let us decipher"

The men sat down as they studied the lyrics.