As the memories flood in, I start to hyperventilate.
I feel arms wrap around me and secure me in a little cage of warmth and security.
As I look I see Jimin hide his face.
Y/n: "Hey?"
He looks up, and anger is almost an understatement of what Jimin is right now.
Jimin: "He should've decided to go to hell than mess with my family."
I widen my eyes.
He smiles but I can see the veins popping out of his neck.
Jimin: "He is now considered my son. And you are the only person I love."
I smile and nod.
But I can't think of his words right now. I can only think of Jong-hyun.
Jungkook: "Yes hello? Yes, I'm Jeon Jeongguk. I'd like to report a kidnapping. Yes. We're at (location). He ran away. Mhm. Well, we know who it is. His name is Chanyeol."
He nods and then looks at me.
Jungkook: "What's his surname?"
I rack my brain then remember.
Y/n: "It's Park."
Jungkook nods and then talks to the operator and when he finishes he comes up to me and hugs me.
Jungkook: "We'll find him. I promise."
I nod and hug him back. When I let go, I look at Jimin and I feel tears.
Y/n: "Jimin-ah... I'm scared...I don't want him to die...cause if he does... I-I...I don't know what I will do.."
I huh myself as I picture seeing Jong-hyun gone and dead.
Y/n: "I...I..."
Jimin: "ssssshhhh... it's going to be okay...I promise.."
I sob as I feel everything come to me in full force.
I fall to the floor with my face in his chest and I scream and soak his shirt.
He strokes my hair and as I try to calm down, we hear a knock at the door.
We all head downstairs.
Policeman: "Hello. I'm here to help with the kidnapping."
I nod and I talk to him and give him details of Jong-hyun and Chanyeol.
Y/n: "My son looks like this."
I pull out a picture of him. I printed it out as I thought it would be lucky.
Y/n: "He's a newborn and I am so terrified what Chanyeol might do."
I tremble with fear amd anger.
Policeman: "We'll find him. Good day."
I nod and as I close the door I immediately head upstairs.
I close my door and go to his crib.
I see his binky and his blanket I bought him.
I can see him sleeping there peacefully and having his little pout that I found adorable.
When I look at the pictures Jimin took of me and him, I smile with tears streaming down my face.
When I swipe to another picture, I widen my eyes and then smile.
It was Jimin holding Jong-hyun in his arms and kissing his forehead.
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Promises (Season 2)
FanfictionPromises. Easily broken and so hard, and yet, so easy to fix. But, how can someone still have faith in the other? How can it be so easy to still love someone...even if they broke your trust and their promise to you? It's simple. Those two words have...