𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡.

T W E N T Y T W O

-22-

She decided to go downstairs and eat breakfast. As she closes the door, it happens the same with another door. Jihee look and see Jimin coming her way.

"Sharing brain cells, don't we?" said Jimin while laying a kiss on her cheek.

"Don't do that here," she said as her cheeks took a pinkish shade. He kept poking her cheek at the same place he kissed her as they both move downstairs, giggles feeling the unusual silence.

"Hey Hyung" "Hey Jin Oppa," they said at the same time and looked at each other.

"Hello, kids. You woke up early, usually, I would found you 2 hours later," said Jin while placing 2 plates in front of them as they take a sit.

"Has Yoongi Hyung awake?" asked Jimin towards Jin.

"Oh, yes I forgot to tell you. He woke up some hours ago, Namjoon and Hoseok are there," laughed nervously Jin.

"Where is Tae?" she asked not seeing him since the morning and his name didn't mention while she and Jimin left the table to go upstairs.

"For a walk," replied Jin and Jihee nodded while taking the elevator to the 3rd floor. They open the door and get in seeing Yoongi sitting in the bed while the others were listening to him.

"Yoongi Oppa," Jihee says as she takes a walk towards him opening her hands and hugging him carefully.

"Hey, Ji," he said in a soft tone.

"Are you okay?" Worried filled her voice and looking at him.

"I'll be fine, thanks to you," he said smiling a bit.

"I didn't do anything. It was for my family," she says while everyone was happy around. Jungkook sleeping in the other bed.

"Hyung, you really worried us, you know," said Jimin taking a sit at the end of the bed.

"Hehe, sorry. It's not that I wanted."

"What happened, hyung?" Said Jimin now softly.

"It was the drug dealers," replied Namjoon while his body rested at the wall on the opposite side of the bed.

"Those fuckers," cursed Jimin under his breath.

"They didn't want to pay the money," continued to talk Namjoon.

"We have to do something, they have to pay," Jihee said hoping it was a good idea.

"We should, but not now. Yoongi still needs to recover and we have bigger things to take care of."

"Where's Tae?" Asked Jungkook who seemed to have been awake this whole time.

"Out," she says.

"Call him, Hyung is awake and it's weird without him around while we all are here."

"Ji, you should call him," said Jin and she did.

The number you are calling is unavailable, please try again later. The number may be turned off, or is out of the range signal. Jihee tried after a few times while the others were waiting like her.

"He doesn't respond," she says as panic took over her whole body.

"He is probably out of battery," said Hoseok while sighing.

"Did he say where he went?" She asks getting up and looking at Jin.

"No, Ji. He's fine. Don't worry. He'll show up sooner or later," reassured Jin which calmed her a bit. She still wasn't that sure. Still, something inside told that he was in danger, and she'll regret passing it by. 

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They put his head again in the cold icy water, leaving it there for minutes, till they pulled him out, finally air gushing through his lungs.

"Where is your place?"

"F-fuck..you," was all Taehyung had to say before his head went under the water again, going through his mouth and nose, he didn't have enough time again to breathe. He soon was going to fade, he could feel like his vision on the dark container got darker till it got pure white.

He was up again, his lungs burning at the feeling of the missing oxygen. He adjusts his eyesight, he couldn't hear anymore. His whole body shaking in cold. He was never brutally hurt, but he was tough better than this. He was doing it to protect his family.

As his eyes got to see again, they were only welcomed by a fist aiming for his jaw, which he found it making the young boy whine in pain as blood began to spill out his mouth. He bites his cheek to prevent noises coming out. He wasn't letting them enjoy the beating. And who? Those low class, college kids who want to earn money with illegal stuff, untrained, unprofessional but they weren't fighters. They just needed the drug, sell that drug at a higher price and buy again. That's what it makes it better, they were easy to play around, and not smart enough, making them the perfect client for Suga, but just because they spent the money and lost the drug doesn't mean you should steal your own drug dealer. They don't know who they were messing, but eh, gotta admit, they made it shot Yoongi and kidnap Taehyung. It's incredible what a human can do to make money without work, illegally, even if it means killing.

"Soon you'll talk," said the man more like a college student in front of him, holding a sinister smile on his face.

All Taehyung could do was pray for him to be alive till he could be saved because now his body wouldn't corporate with him anymore, all bruised up, knives scratches while his whole being was shaking in cold. He couldn't count the minutes that had passed since his last blackout because just now he got another one knowing that soon enough he will get in the electro shocker to be awakened again. His whole body was screaming in pain as he wished to be dead at this moment because no words will come out of his mouth even if he wanted at this point. It was his luck that after 4 hours of torture they were exhausted and his body was resting on the ground. His hands and feet twitching from all the electricity minutes ago and the fact that his body was all wet making it easier to feel like his skin was ripped open and burn in seconds.

Only a miracle could save him right now. At least that's what he wished for. The miracle to die in a painless way, even thou he has experimented the worst but never wanted to be put again in the electro shocker.