BTS Kidnapped

Finale

Third person POV
BTS has been free from their kidnappers for four weeks now. Their comeback is in twelve hours. They'll be dropping the music video Fake Love and begin their world tour.
Each member has a different preference on what's happening and what's going to happen. Since they've been working so hard the past weeks they've lost some weight and some sleep. Most of them are worried about accidents happening on stage due to stress, tiredness, and weakness of muscles.
Here is what they're doing right now.

Jungkook POV
I step onto the scale. It reads 120 pounds, I had lost 10 pounds in the past four weeks.

Tae POV
123 pounds.
Seven pounds lost.

Namjoon POV
130 pounds
Five pounds lost.

Jin POV
135 pounds
Five pounds lost.

Yoongi POV
111 pounds
Six pounds lost.

Hoseok POV
125 pounds
Five pounds lost.

Jimin POV
115 pounds
Ten pounds lost.

Manager Nim POV
Perfect. Their weights are down and they're becoming frail and fragile. I can't weight to see them collapse on stage, see the horrified faces of ARMY, then blame everything on Hitman Bang. I plan on skipping town after their tour so I can't get any backlash when they can't preform. The healthiest members right now seem to be Hoseok and Jin. It's time to take them down. Even if Namjoon is at perfect weight he's still sleep deprived and sore.

"Hoseok, Jin, may I speak to you two in my office please?" I say. They both nod and follow me timidly to my office. When we arrive I close the door behind them and sit behind my desk. "Take a seat, boys. I've noticed that your performance quality and effort has been lacking lately. The rest of BTS is working their tails off while you two are over here slacking off. Now what makes you think that they can do all of the work while you fool around?"
Hoseok looks at me and opens his mouth. "With all due respect, sir, Jin and I have been working just as much as the rest of BTS, at least nine hours a day every day." He states. I glare at him.
"Well you haven't been working hard enough in those hours. I suggest you start working at least ten hours a day. Also both of you could stand to loose some weight, Seokjin is looking like he's been filming too many "Eat Jin" episodes lately and you've definitely eaten out way too many times lately Hoseok." I state. I see the shocked looks on their faces before they quickly nod. "I expect five more pounds lost before the tour starts."
"But sir," Jin starts, "the tour starts in one day, we can't loose weight that quickly." He objects.
"Well you'll have to figure out a way. We don't want you looking fat when we release the newest concept photos, do we?" I state. "Now, go work out until you can't move. I don't care if you've already worked today, you need to burn extra fat. Go!" I say demandingly.
They both quickly stand up and bow before leaving.

Hoseok POV
My throat feels tight. Jin walks beside me and I can tell that he's upset too. There's no way we can loose five pounds in twenty four hours. I see Jin going into the family restroom.
"What're you doing in there?" I ask.
"Purging." He said before shutting the door. I go up to the door and try to open it.
"No, Jin, don't do that, please. Let's just go work out, it'll be okay. Please come out." I stay desperately, clawing at the door. There's sounds of coughing and gagging and I run to the exercise room.
Namjoon is in there lifting weights. He looks up at me. "Hey, where's Jin?"
"Namjoon, you need to help me. He's in the north restroom purging and he won't open the door. Go to him now!" I say quickly. He drops the weights and runs.

Namjoon POV
I drop my weights and run to the north restroom. I see Jin standing outside the family restroom with Hitman Bang. Jin is holding his head with one hand and his stomach with the other. I see them talking and finally Hitman Bang leads Jin to his office. I look at Manager Nim staring angrily at them through his window. I smirk to myself slightly and go back to the exercise room.
Hoseok is there, working on an exercise bike, his head snaps towards me. "Where's Jin?"
"With Hitman Bang. Talking."
"About What?"
"No idea."
Suddenly there's a announcement over the intercom. "All members of BTS please report to Hitman Bangs office, thank you." Says an over enthusiastic woman's voice
Hoseok and I look at each other then walk to the office. When we get there, everyone is slowly piling into the small office. We each take a seat until everyone gets there.
Hitman Bang stands up from behind his desk and looks at us. "To all of you I sincerely apologize for what you have been put through. Your music video will drop on time but your tour will be delayed and your manager fired. Hoseok and Jin, there is no reason for you to loose weight. I learned what he had been putting you through and did a background check, all of the dots connected. Boys, your manager was the boss behind the kidnappings. I'm sorry. You'll each have a two week break. You'll be able to travel anywhere and or do anything for those two weeks. You each have a million dollar spending limit and your vacation starts now. Your tour will begin in two months and you'll have to keep up training in your free time but you'll have less hours of work on work days. Enjoy your vacations and don't be too hard on yourselves." He bowed to us then left the office.
We all stared speechlessly at each other. I stood up and they did too. We looked at each other before we all started sobbing, even Yoongi. I must say that we're all kinda ugly criers. We exchange hugs and smile while sobbing.
"Maybe this life isn't so bad after all," states Jungkook.
"No," sniffles Taehyung, "it's not."