International Stardom (BTS Spanking story)

Frostbite {Maknae Line} pt. 2/8

// Hoseok's POV //

"Try calling Jimin again."

"Hobi, I've called him twelve times. He won't answer." Jin snapped.

I bit my fingernails, eyeing the men in the room who look equally if not more distressed than I am.

"You shouldn't have told Tae he couldn't ride the mobiles," Yoongi spoke.

Jin yelled, "SO THIS IS MY FAULT?!"

"Yes, it is your fault." Yoongi looked up.

"Hyungs, please." Namjoon begged.

Jin stood up from his spot on the couch, tears have been rolling down his cheeks for more than an hour now. I'm too anxious to cry along with Namjoon, Yoongi was shaking with unshed sobs.

"How could you say this to me right now, at a time like this?!"

"If you just took Taehyung to snowmobiling with us, then we wouldn't be here right now!"

"I couldn't predict this won't happen-"

"Of course you couldn't, because you never think things through, Seokjin hyung!" Suga faced Jin, "Our maknaes are lost! We've lost them! What now?! What kind of oldest hyung are you to-"

"Yoongi, stop!" Jin cried, "I already feel like shit. I've never felt such pain before. My stomach is in knots and my head is burning, my babies are out there somewhere freezing to death and we can't even save them!"

Yoongi stopped before hugging Jin, his tears never ending.

"We have to find them," I said, "Let's go look."

"Hobi, we can't. The snow is getting worse, it isn't safe." Namjoon answered.

"The fuck with being safe, I can't just sit here. I'm going to look," Jin broke away and looked for his coat and beanie.

"I'll come with you," I said without hesitation, Yoongi nodded his head and also went to find his winter clothing.

I looked at Namjoon and he changed his reaction, "I guess we're all going. Let's find these fucking kids."

// Jungkook's POV //

I opened my eyes to a weird sight.

The three of us were inside of a house, in front of us sat a fire place and an old rocking chair. The walls were a soft, sky blue and each table in the room was decorated for Christmas. It was almost too good to be true, It was warm in here and I saw that I was wearing flannel pjs with two large blankets and a heating pad on my back.

I was too comfortable to move so I just kept looking; I saw Taehyung and Jimin lying in La-Z Boys with the same apparel as me. I heard somebody working in the kitchen, I turned afraid. Who brought us here? Our hyungs? This is not our cabin and we don't have a fireplace. Were we kidnapped? So many questions ran in my mind.

"Sweetie! You're awake!"

I flinched at the voice, the tone sounded relieved and happy.

I looked up and saw a gray-haired woman with a soft grin on her face. She looked about early sixties, and had deep green eyes that you could practically walk through. Her appearance was very maternal, she looked very kind. Her smile hid a lot of words.

Her accent implies that she is American and I got worried because she looks like she only speaks English.

"Hi," I said awkwardly, "W-where am I?"

She sits beside me on the floor, helping me sit up straight, "My husband found you three passed out in the snow. It was a miracle that he went out or I don't even want to think about what could have happened!"

Husband?

"I'm sorry, who are you?" I hoped I didn't sound rude.

She didn't look offended, "I'm Caroline. My husband, Harvey, and I come down here once a year for his job. We live in Oklahoma in the summer and stay down here until spring."

I nodded, "I'm Jungkook."

"Beautiful name. You are such a handsome young man."

I blushed, taken away by her kindness, "Thank you."

"Why were you three boys outside on a cold winter's night?" Her tone sounded stern which made me shutter for some reason.

"Riding."

She understood, "I'm sorry."

I just remembered something, "Excuse me. My friend is hurt and-"

"I know, sweetheart. I took care of it. He's all brand new now."

I felt a huge weight lift my shoulders, "Thank you very much! You are so kind! How can we repay you?"

She chuckled, "No need. I'm just glad you three are alright."

"What's going on?"

We both turned our heads to look at Jimin and Taehyung who have just woken up, confused.

"Hello, sweet boys. My name is Caroline, my husband rescued you three from the cold last night. It's so nice to meet you."

Jimin and V smiled brightly at the friendly woman, bowing their heads at her and shaking her hand.

"Thank you, ma'am. Thank you, truly, Thank you so much." Taehyung nearly cried.

"Of course, darling."

"Ma'am, what time is it?" Jimin asked.

"Five in the morning."

"Oh no, the hyungs!" Taehyung face-palmed.

"Our friends are probably looking for us." Jimin explained to the woman.

"There are more of you?! Don't worry, baby. I'm on it." Caroline assured and shouted, "HARVEY!"

A man came running into the living room.

He was tall and looked younger than Caroline. He had a baby face with a long gray beard that went past his shoulders.

"Yeah, Carol?"

"Our boys' little friends are looking for them. Can you please go get and bring them back here?" She asked politely.

He smiled warmly and turned to us, "What do you they look like?"

"They're korean." I said.

"Got it," Caroline threw him the keys off the counter as he headed out the door.

"Have any of you boys ever tried pigs in a blanket?"