Tomorrow night came faster than any of them wanted it too. They were all waiting in the night, the couples whispering sweet nothing into each other's ears.
"Be fucking careful," Ilsung commanded Jimin, who giggled at his sync.
Jimin let his hands fall on Ilsungs shoulders, "You know I will."
Ilsung connected his lips with Jimin's, the elder humming as he allowed his fingers to thread through the younger's dark hair.
"Don't do anything stupid, please," Namjoon pleaded Seokjin, who chuckled, "I can't loose you, Jinnie."
The elder nodded, cupping NamJoons face, "You won't loose me, that I can promise a hundred times over."
Namjoon wrapped his arms around Seokjins waist, the male holding his sync tightly to his chest. Scared would be an understatement for how he felt. He knows Sejun has the biggest vendetta against Seokjin and was terrified that the male would actually do something to hurt him. Or maybe something even worse.
Hoseok and Yoongi held each other as they watched the others, the couple basking in each other's embrace. "I love you, angel." Hoseok expressed, the elder smiling.
He looked up at Hoseok, his chin resting on Hoseoks chest, "I love you too."
Hoseok leaned down and kissed Yoongi's lips, their small moment interrupted by Namjoon's voice.
"Remember what I taught you guys to do, this will help Hoseok, Ilsung, and I listen in on what ever that bastard says, yeah?" The man questioned, the others nodding at what he said.
The day before Namjoon taught the men how to channel into their syncs hearing. Much like white eyes, except instead of seeing what your sync sees, you hear what they hear. No one can tell when someone is doing it, which made it exceptionally convenient for them.
They were glad Sejun didn't ask for Taehyung, since the male knows that factory better than anyone else. He was kept by Sejun the longest, so he caught on to small details when he was there. He knew where Sejun would try to escape and different entrances to the area.
Yoongi got in the driver's seat of the car, Seokjin in the passenger and Jimin in the back. The rest watched as they drove off to the location, fear following them as they went.
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Once they got the location they saw Sejun waiting by one of the entrances, a sick smile on his face as he held a gun in his hands. All their stomachs churned when they made eye contact with the man, rancid memories and hard feelings filling their minds.
"Glad to see you all listened," he said with a smile, leading the men inside of the factory and down to the room where Yoongi, Jimin, and Seokjin hold awful memories in.
It was where Jin almost lost Namjoon, and where the other two were kidnapped for months. They all stood side by side as Sejun scrutinized them. Taemin was in one of the cells, the man completely silent when he saw Jimin, Yoongi, and Jin walking in.
When he made eye contact with Jimin, his heart broke in his chest. Memories of their relationship haunting him, specifically what he did.
"Before we do anything, I need to check you for anything."
They all grimaced as Sejuns filthy hands touched every curve of their bodies, the man "checking" for any weapons of any sort. As he did this they felt their ears become a bit fuzzy.
Soon realizing their syncs were now listening in on whatever Sejun said.
Sejun smiled as he backed away from them, beyond glad that they were acting so obedient.
"I'm delighted to see that you listened so well to my demands, now here's another one," Sejun pulled out three syringes. The liquids inside Jimin and Yoongi knew too well.
It was the same liquid that they took before, which separated them from their syncs.
"I want you to take these and inject them into your arms, in case your precious syncs are listening in," he demanded, handing each of them one of the syringes and staring at them expectantly.
Seokjin was the first to stick the needle in his arm and inject it into his blood stream, the male stumbling when it kicked in. He wasn't used to that empty feeling, he had always been used to feeling Namjoon with him.
Yoongi did it after him, the male holding in his cries when he couldn't feel Hoseok. He finally got the man back and now has to re-feel that emptiness he felt before. It hurt him.
Jimin did it last, he whimpered when he couldn't feel Ilsung with him. He's felt this empty feeling so, so, many times before. And now that he finally became accustomed to feeling Ilsung all the time, he has to feel it all over again?
Sejun smirked at them, the man turning around to finally get the keys to their new cells.
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"Fuck!" Namjoon cursed, hitting the dashboard of Jackson's car.
The men were a few minutes away from the factory, making sure they were close enough in case anything were to happen. Jackson had some of his cop buddies way farther out, incase anything happened and they had to speed over.
Without the sirens on, since they all learned their mistake from them on before.
Hoseok died.
"Now we can't feel them," Ilsung groaned, sitting next to Hoseok who was silent as he stared at the red vehicle next to them.
Taehyung and Jungkook were in Jungkooks car, waiting for anything to happen. And when it did they would be going to where Taehyung assumed Sejun would try to escape. While the rest went straight to the others to see if they were okay.
All their hearts stopped in their chests when they heard the undeniable sound of a gun shot.
Two to be exact, a couple seconds apart.
Both Jackson and Jungkook slammed on the gas.
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SYNCED 3 | Erased Sync
Fanfiction~"I swear on everything Sung, I saw him!" Jimin almost yelled, his boyfriend not believing him. "It could be the grei-" "I talked to him, and he said his name was Hoseok!" Ilsung stayed quiet, alarm written on his features. ~ Its been 3 years since...
