BTS Kidnapped

Part Fifty-One

T/N: KOREAN VOCABULARY LESSON!!! WOOHOO!!!!! Here are the new words we used this chapter!

· Neo gwaenchanh ni: 'are you ok?'

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"I... Mathan-ah, ple-please don't-"

"There's nothing I can do, Jungkook. The pictures are already out there. My source found them on the dark web."

Jungkook's face crumpled in on itself, surprise, chagrin, and sadness coming together to color his features. What would their parents think? They hadn't had time to properly tell them about what they had found in each other. What about their friends, their coworkers, their fans - what would they think? Jungkook couldn't sort his feelings - they were jumbling onto each other with surprising quickness.

"I am going to do my best to fix this, I promise I will," Mathan continued. "They haven't been leaked onto the Internet yet and if Sven has his way, they never will be. The pictures... they came from your electronic devices, at least these did, and they may be safe now since those things are part of your personal belongings and have been purchased by your friends. Nobody wants to handle stuff this hot - it'll put them on the authorities' radar faster than they can say 'boo'."

Jungkook eyed him, confusion taking over his already emotional countenance.

"I mean," Mathan tried again, "the police would be on to them really fast."

This resonated with Jungkook and he nodded in understanding.

Mathan continued, touching Jungkook's arm, hating the way he had slumped forward, the energy he had tried to muster dissipating the longer they spoke.

"But Jungkook, I can't lie to you. There are more pictures out there like that. Jimin had some and so did Taehyung. And Jimin's personal belongings are... still unclaimed."

Jungkook felt a twinge of anger at that. He wasn't entirely sure that it didn't show on his face.

"I'm going to go to Sven and see if I can get him to buy them. I can't see how he won't - letting anything personal of Jimin's be left for public consumption would just be... out of character for him, let's say that."

Jungkook looked at Mathan, through him, as he thought about his Jiminie sitting dressed up like a doll for that man. It made him sick. That he could buy Jimin's things and use them to control him... Jungkook didn't like the power that gave a man such as that.

Mathan read the concern on Jungkook's face and sympathized.

"It's not ideal, I know. But at least it won't be public fodder. Do you - do you know what I mean?" Mathan felt like he had been rambling, running off at the mouth, because he felt so bad for him, so very bad that Jungkook had to hide himself, hide the love that he so obviously felt for those two men. Mathan knew a little something about hiding his feelings and he didn't like it one bit.

"I u-understand," Jungkook replied. "But what? How?" Jungkook stopped speaking, his mouth hung open, eyes wide. He didn't know what to say, what to ask, what to do. He just wanted it all to end.

"Honestly, I don't have a clue," Mathan said, deciding it wouldn't help matters if he lied. But this was bad and he knew it. There was no telling if some geek out in Siberia might decide to leak the pictures, to hell with whatever sanctions might come. And who knew what kind of fallout could await them when they got home if those pictures saw the light of day ... if they got home...

"I'll do my best to take care of this for you, Jungkook. For... all of you," He wanted to say more but didn't. He didn't know how receptive Jungkook would be to him referencing his lovers, being so familiar about his personal affairs. "For now, just keep your head down. Don't draw attention to yourselves. Just... keep it cool."