NAMJOON POV.
I parked the car in front of the house and sat in my car for a few minutes, preparing myself for whatever was about to happen. I put the small microphone in my ear and got out of the car. I got more nervous as I reached the door.
As I reached for the handle, I heard someone behind me. I turned around and two large men grabbed me and dragged me inside the house.
Joon: Hey! Let me go!!
I fought them as much as I could, but they were stronger than me. They brought me upstairs to a room and locked me in.
Joon: Where's Y/n?!
I yelled as I tried to open the door. Nothing worked and I let myself slide down the door. Just then, someone started talking through the microphone.
Det.#1: What's going on?
It was one of the detectives.
Joon: They dragged my inside a room and locked me in.
Det.#2: Do you need us to come in?
Joon: No, I'm waiting to see if they'll let me see Y/n.
Det.#1: Okay, keep us updated.
With that they cut out. I guess it's a waiting game now.
YOUR POV.
I sat there, looking out of the window to nothingness. All of a sudden, I heard a loud thud.
"Hey! Let go of me!"
"Namjoon?!" I thought to myself. I stood up and waited for something else to confirm it was him.
"Where's Y/n?!"
It was him. Tears built up in my eyes. "He found me...he really did." I thought. I ran over to the door, trying to open it. Of course, it wouldn't, but it was worth a try. Suddenly the door opened. I stumbled backwards and looked up. The door opening revealed Natalie and two men.
Nat: Come on. I have a surprise for you.
Before I could even respond, one of the men grabbed my arm, quite harshly, and began dragging me to a room.
Y/n: It's Namjoon. I know it is.
Nat: Oh good, you can hear.
She says sarcastically before shoving me in a room once again. I bump into something hard and I look up.
Y/n: Namjoon!
I hug him so tight I don't know if he can breathe.
Nat: Okay, enough of the "reunion". Let's get to business.
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3RD POV.
Monique, Jae, and Yugyeom are all in the van, waiting for, we'll, anything.
Moe: Namjoon was supposed to give a signal by now. What's the hold up?
Det.#1: It could be one of two things. There could be bad connection with the mics, or someone found it on him and destroyed it.
Jae: It's neither.
They all looked at Jae.
YG: What do you mean?
Jae: He's just quiet.
Not even a second later we hear something move and girls voice.
"Namjoon!"
Moe: That's Y/n!
Det.#1: How do you know?
Moe: She's my best friend how could I not know her voice.
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You Don't Understand Me
FanfictionYou're Hwang Y/n, and you're 18 years old. You're a senior in highschool and you couldn't be happier. Its not that you hate school, just the people in it...Well more like one specific person you hate.