When the car parked in front of the bookstore, Jungkook was quick to jump out of the car, the place was already crowded, police had already isolated the place and he was advancing through an area completely isolated by isolation strip and members of Bangtan and others groups that came to help.
- Where are they? -The boy asked when a member of the group approached.
- In the back, sir - he said as he tried to follow Jungkook's hurried footsteps - it happened very quickly, they went in firing and killing the civilians, and if it was not the gunsmith it would have gotten worse.
Jungkook advanced through the ruined bookstore, every book, every piece of paper in that place was destroyed, the lights were paid and the place looked really shattered. They walked to what appeared to be the security room, past another set of guards, Jungkook finally found Jimin standing still holding his weapon.
The blond had gone through bad mouths, his lip was cut off and there was a slight swelling in his eye, and his hands were bruised, probably punctured. Jungkook stopped as soon as he saw him. Seokjin had warned him before, that Jimin was not what he looked like, yet he could not imagine it, not his small, grumpy, sweet Jimin, being a field trooper.
- What happened? - He asked as he approached him and Jimin gave him a close look.
- Seven men invaded the bookstore armed and ...
- I got the report, I want to know how the hell you ended up with all of them - Jimin interrupted, the boy opened and closed his mouth about four times until finally saying.
- I did not do it alone, Jin Hyung got a gun after ... - Jimin began, but Jungkook interrupted him with a hand gesture.
- We'll talk about this later - said the boy, approaching in an intimidating way, making Jimin shut up - Where is he?
- In the back - he said uncertainly, and then began to walk, leading the larger one into the room where two men were at the door.
As soon as he entered his heart he calmed down immediately, sitting in a chair, looking around clinging to the books they had bought was Seokjin. The guards who were inside the room left as soon as Jungkook entered giving privacy to the three, closing the door.
The younger one approached by pulling his cell phone by dialing Namjoon's number. He did not say anything, just stood facing the boy and put his phone in Seokjin's ear, immediately when someone answered the boy said:
- I'm okay - he said timidly, he seemed to hear another statement and finally spoke again - no ... yes, they closed everything ... I know, yes ... you can leave - then he looked at Jungkook, who He understood the message by taking his cell phone and putting his ear.
- We're leaving in five minutes - said the young man without taking his eyes off Seokjin - Okay, you can leave - and then he hung up the phone and turned to Jimin - We're leaving, you come in the car with us.
- Yes sir - said the boy, and Jin finally understood the message rising - Hyung, come.
When the boy got to his feet, Jungkook stopped him in his to check him out. The older man let Jungkook rip the bag from his hands, allowed him to check every inch of his body delicately, searching for every trace of a possible wound. But he found nothing, he sighed in relief.
- Before we go, know that no matter what happens at home, it's not your fault - he said in the sweetest tone Jimin heard in his life. Jin smiled sadly and nodded.
- Is he ... is he very ...?
- Yes - said Jungkook - but don't think about it now, you will not see him it immediately - and then Jimin felt he was missing something, for Seokjin seemed about to cringe at that statement, and then his eyes filled with tears - Let's go hyung.
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