K-pop fans and the world at large are thrown into turmoil when the rising global sensation Bangtan Sonyeondan, better known as BTS, are kidnapped in the dead of night. As the world reels in confusion, the young men of BTS find themselves living a ni...
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Jungkook paced from one end of the room to the other, counting the steps off in his head. How long had they been gone? Several thousand steps, it seemed. He kept stopping at the door, praying that each time he did it would open to reveal the others. When it didn't, he turned and started back across the room, only to find Hoseok standing directly in his path.
"Will you stop that damned pacing and go sit down! I can't take it anymore." The older man growled, his voice low and harsh.
"Hobi-hyung..." Jimin scolded from his spot on the bed next to Taehyung.
Before Jimin could finish, Hoseok broke in.
"No! We are all afraid for the others but his pacing around like a caged tiger isn't doing them any good. It is only making things worse for us here."
Jungkook surprised everyone by getting up into Hoseok's face and replying, "Fuck you!"
He then stepped around the other and resumed his pacing.
The young man had only taken a step or two when he was grabbed and yanked around by Hoseok.
Before the anger that was truly not directed at each other erupted, Taehyung stepped between Hoseok and Jungkook. Wrapping an arm around each of their necks, he pulled them into a tight hug.
"Please... " Taehyung pleaded with tear-filled eyes. "We have to stick together," he said as Jimin wrapped his arms around them as well. "We have to be each other's strengths so that these evil people cannot break us."
With tears running down his face, Jungkook placed his hand on Hoseok's neck and pulled their faces together, foreheads touching.
"Sorry, hyung."
Taehyung and Jimin moved until they stood on either side of the two and pressed their foreheads in to form a square. They stood there silent, letting their breath mingle and become one. Minutes or hours could have passed as they stood there, their bond reaffirming itself with every second that passed. It was only the sound of the door opening that pulled their attention from one another.
At first, there was fear when a black-clad guard walked in, but the sight of an obviously sleeping Yoongi being carried in those arms calmed them a little. The sight of Jin and Namjoon following behind sent even more relief flowing through the four.
As the guard gently placed Yoongi on one of the beds, the four young men rushed forward and enfolded Jin and Namjoon into their arms.
"Is Yoongi-hyung alright?" Taehyung asked of their leader.
He silently berated himself for asking such a stupid question considering the horror they were in the middle of, but he needed reassurance from their leader that his love was going to be as alright as he could be.
Namjoonwrapped his hands around Taehyung's face, bringing their foreheads together,and whispered fiercely, "Yoongi isalive. Taehyung is alive. Seokjin is alive. Hoseok isalive. Jimin is alive. Jungkook is alive. Namjoon is alive. We all live, and we will all get out of this fucking hell!"
