Hey Semicircular guy I have successfully tagged you now. After a couple of tries, that is lol. [I have proofread this chapter now and added little details.]
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Taehyung's POV
The car heated up then. The fume from both of their ears gave off. I had the forced intuition to drag Jungkook from the driver's seat to the back seat where I was occupying before anything out of the blue snaps his saneness away. I took over the ride and both of them spoke nothing.
Yoongi lulled himself to sleep. Jimin and Johnnie were awake battling to keep their stomach from wailing. Jungkook looked deep in his thoughts.
The usual Jungkook.
"He says things because he's mad," I decided to break the silence and met his uncunning stare from the rearview mirror. "Don't be too hard on yourself, man. Worst things happen when someone takes away his belongings from him."
"You're supposed to make me feel better?" I see his doe eyes from the rear-view mirror.
I urge to stop myself from rolling my eyes. "You're supposed to stop doing that."
"Doing what?"
"That thing you always do. We can't read you." I say like it's the most obvious thing in the world. And, yet, it is! He is the only one who can't see.
I was met with silence so I had the cue to continue. "You're here but your mind is somewhere else."
"There are matters that are not supposed to be discussed. Personal things should be separated from non-personal ones. Objective over subjective, hyung."
That's where I heard it. His distant voice. He's cold and alone in his world. I almost pity him.
"I can't help you if you don't open up." I remembered Alex saying the same thing. It must've been hard for her, too.
Hard to keep on running with us and to be lied at all the time.
"We're family, aren't we?" I asked undoubtedly as if our genes would wear off in a second he'd say otherwise.
Then he chose to ignore me, "Are we there yet?"
Classic.
I can't stretch the conversation anymore. Seoul is in a matter of distance now and we still need to catch Alex in time before she takes the wrong idea and get away.
Take a left. The GPS states and I took a sharp one jerking the guys I'm with sideways.
I smirked internally.
From a distance, I can spot Yoongi's borrowed car. Although there were already a large number of people crowded along the cafe area, one space near Yoongi's is still unoccupied.
The moment we approach the parked vehicle, the hopes of finding her fell down the drain. I can recognize the men Hoseok sent here. They don't look accomplished.
We parked in front of the Croissant Factory and my fear was right, she's nowhere to be found.
Yoongi inspects his car and finds it without a single scratch, I can almost catch his relieved face before he turns around and acts all stoic. Our men arrived earlier than us and were retrieving the CCTV footages installed around the cafe and nearby establishments. A number were asking a few passersby and employees.
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Fanfiction"Where the fuck am I?" I blurted out as I regained my consciousness. My voice was hoarse from the strangulation. My body aches. I was tasting the metallic flavor of my own blood. Curse this. I was drugged and dragged here to this place. I began to f...