Sick

"where?"

Namjoon's pov

I make my way out of the bar at around 5:55 pm. Jungkook only had two drinks and left; saying something about his partner calling him over or what not.

The weather is gradually getting more chilly as night falls. I should get back to Jin and talk to him. We need to spend time together, Jungkook was right. We needed each other.

I pull out of the lot and make my way home.

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Seokjin's pov

"Papa?" The voice is like silk through the receiver as it enters my ear. Soft and delicate. Completely innocent. A voice I knew too well. A voice I missed.

I almost didn't believe it and the voice in my head told me to just brush it off and that I was imagining things. It can't be. It can't. It just can't.

What did I hear? What was that? Then it happens again.

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"Papa?" My tears fall immediately. My body goes numb, I can't feel my legs.

"Jiminie!? Baby is this really you!? Where are-" A mixture of whines and other backgroud noises fill the receiver then it's replaced by silence again. Within the settlement of that silent a different voice speaks.

"Kim Seokjin, if you-"

"Who the hell are you!? Where's my son?" What kind of damn game was this? What was their angle?

"Shut up! If you want your son come to the abandoned convenience store on Spring street with 50,0000 k with you, this is not a negotiation, either you come or he dies, simple. Call the cops and he dies. Bring your husband and he dies. Come alone."

"Please dont hurt him. Please, please, please, please. Let me talk to to him please. I want to know if he's alri-" but before I can finish the line goes dead. My breathing goes haywire. I can't hear anything around me. I was crying uncontrollably and my head was starting to hurt. I don't care though. I had to get myself together and go meet those people.

My hope of getting my baby back was becoming a reality. I need to think about what to do.

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Namjoon's pov

I'm almost home and is about to turn into the lane to the parking lot behind our building when a car speeds out of the driveway. The car's Jin's for sure. There's no denying that but where was he going? He barely leaves the house nowerdays, what could be so important. I can't see his face but something inside tells me to follow him. And I do.

He makes his way further north, I can't even guess where he's even going. I'm not even aware he knew I was following with the way he was driving. Has he finally cracked?

I take out my phone and decide to call him. He could be hurt and going to the hospital. We were on the same road to it. I didn't know what to think.

I call him and wait for a responce. In the rear view I can see him look at his phone and discard it. What?

I refrain from honking due to curiosity. Something in the back of my mind was telling me that this had something to do with Jimin. I didn't want to risk it, for all I knew people could be following him, the kidnappers even.

I clutch my phone in my hand and pray that whatever was about to happen would not be the end of us all. Should I call the police? And tell them what? I'm following my husband up north to a location I didn't even know yet for whatever possible reason.

Should I even be following. Jin didn't call me to say anything. Is this a bad idea? It seems like one... but I can't do anything else. What else am I suppose to do?

Overthinking was pointless. I'd just have to see where he goes and what happens.

Jin continues up north, violating way too many road regulations on the way. Something was definitely wrong. He turns left towards what I can describe as just a ditch and shaddy part of the town where most of the buildings were abandoned.

Please just be safe. That's all I want.

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To be continued. Thanks for reading!!!!
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