Sick

Stubborn mouth

Namjoon's pov

Seokjin drives further away from the city until he pulls up near a, what seems to be an old abandoned convenience store. The place had caved through and the roof had fallen through so the whole place had caved in. He parks and gets out.

He's wearing pyjama bottoms which convinces me that he rushed over here. I get out carefully and get closer. Not close enough for him to see me but close enough so that I can see him.

He reaches towards the back and takes an all too familiar leather duffel bag. It's a bag we kept hidden the house ever since the incident happened. Seokjin had advised us to get it, the idea that is! We kept a handsome amount of emergency money in it incase something most probably like to this would happen.

Seokjin walks towards the old place. It doesn't look like there's anybody in there but I follow steadily behind hidding myself.

Behind the place, black cars are parked. I make my way to the side of the building so that I could see through the holes or listen. In all honesty my mind was lost, I wanted to call the police so bad but Seokjin's in there, he might get hurt and Jimin might be there.

I had to just wait and see.

He walks in there and stands for a moment. I see him check his phone. Soon after, two people walk in from the back. I can't see their faces well, they are wearing masks.

"Are you sure you're alone?"

"Yes, I am."

"The money." One of them ask.

"No, first my son." Jin retorts. I could tell by his voice that he was scared, very scared but he was trying to hold it together.

"Do you really think you can negotiate with us? I said the money first."

"And I said my son, I'm not giving you this until I see him alive and here infront of my eyes." Curse that stubborn mouth of his. Seokjin just give them the money, they're armed.

The male on black clicks his tongue and mutters a small 'bitch'

The woman next to him goes to the back and comes back later. She comes back carrying Jimin in her arms, my heart skips a beat. He's alive!

"Papa!" He shrieks desperately. "Papa!!" He continues, trying to get out of the woman's grip and onto the floor. The remedy of his voice that had been long silenced comes back to my ears. It broke my heart so much.

"Papa!" He cries again, tears coming down his cheeks.

"Jiminie, Jiminie baby I'm here, I'm here." Jin's crying too at this point. "Let him go please. Here's your money." He says as he chucks the bag at the male.

They let Jimin down and he runs towards Jin eagerly. Seokjin opens his arms and hugs him, picking him and crying so hard as he does. 'My baby' he repeats as he kisses his face repeatedly. Jimin snugs his face into the crook of his father's neck and hugs him tightly.

The two other people count the money quickly and nod at each other. The man approaches Seokjin slowly.

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A small click is heard suddenly.

"Alright put him down now." The male says.

My worst nightmare is happening. The male has a gun placed against Jin's head. Seokjin turns slowly, his face as scared as before. He's covering Jimin's eyes protectively.

"What?" He says quietly.

"Put the kid down!" He says agresively.

Oh no, this is bad what the hell?

"I don't understand. I gave you the money."

"I SAID PUT THE KID DOWN RIGHT NOW." Jin slowly sets a whiney Jimin and looks towards the male in black.

"Papa." Jimin utters quietly as he looks at the man holding the black weapon to Jin's head.

"Calm down baby, papa's okay."

"Why are you doing this, I already gave you the money in exchange for my son?" His voice is shaky.

"Deals not done yet, walk this way." He gestures towards the back to where the cars were.

What the hell?

Jimin pulls on Jin pants as he's dragged to the back and clutches to it. He spins his little face around desperately and for a moment he turns towards me. Eyes locking, face tearing and my heart stops as he sees me.

"DADDY!" He shrieks and runs towards me at the small little opening I was looking in from. 'Shit'

Seokjin's head spins around at the sound of Jimin's cries and he spots me too. The two people see me as well.'Shit, fuck'

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To be continued. Thanks for reading!!!! Son recommendation: Gnarls Barkley- Crazy