Targets || Jung Hoseok FF ✔

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A/N: Hey guys! I'm coming out with this new book! It is a BTS Fanfic! I have been working really hard on this, and wanted to actually have the whole book prepared to actually make sure I can do regular updates. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy and please do comment on what you think about it!! See you all later~

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I sat at the dinning table, finishing my orange juice, as my dad came up behind me. "Morning sweetie." He kissed the top of my head.

"Morning dad." I smiled.

"Do you need a ride to school today?" He asked me.

"Nah, Jinyoung is picking me up today." I heard dad sigh. "Don't worry dad, we are only friends. You know that." I giggled.

He laughs, "I know, I was just joking. I'll be home late tonight. There's a case we are working on."

"Okay, I'll leave you some dinner on the table then." I answered and he smiles.

Dad began to walk away. "I'm going, be good or you won't be getting you surprise on your birthday." He called out walking out the door.

"Bye!" I called out to him. I went up to my room to get my backpack.

Buzz Buzz.

I looked at my phone, and saw a text from Jinyoung. He was here. I ran out the door and got into his car.

"And school here we come." Jinyoung sighs. We laugh as he started driving.

When lunchtime came, I entered the cafeteria saw that there were no seats left at the table we usually sat at. I sighed. Jinyoung's friends always invited more people to the table. Jinyoung saw me and smiled signaling me to go to him. I walked up to him and he pulled me onto his lap. I looked at him and we smiled.

Jinyoung and I are just friends, but a lot of people think we are dating. I guess I could see where it was coming from. Our actions were very couple like at times.

We looked over at his friends, who were messing around. Some of the people they invited kept glancing at Jinyoung and I. "Yah! Stop staring at them so much." We hear Youngjae shout.

"Are they together? I thought Jinyoung hyung was single." One of their friends asked.

"He is." Jb answered.

"They're always like that, we're used to it." Yugyeom shrugs and then stretches his arms out.

I felt my phone vibrate and I stood up from Jinyoung's lap. "I'll be back." I tell him and he nods as I walked away from the table a bit, so I could hear the person on the phone.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hello, is this Lee Yoojung?" The voice asked. 

I was confused and looked at the caller id. It said it was my dad... but it wasn't his voice. Who was speaking?

"Yes, speaking... Who is this?" I asked.

"I am a coworker of your father at the police station." The man spoke.

I felt that something was wrong. My chest felt heavy and my breathing began fast. "I-I see... May I know why you are calling?" I stutter into the phone.

"You see... Your father has been sent to the hospital, due to an unfortunate situation..."

My eyes began to water. "What happen?" I immediately asked.

"He was stabbed ma'am." As he began to explain the situation, I tightened my jaw, trying not to break down where I was. "He's in critical condition. I think you should head down here."

I shook my head and turned to the table. I saw that Jinyoung was watching me and had a worried expression on his face. "I-I understand... What hospital are you at?" Once the officer told me, I hung up the phone.

Jinyoung quickly walked over to me and I shook my head, tears falling. He wipes some tears away before speaking. "What happened?" He asked me in concern.

"I need to go to the hospital..." I looked up at him, still crying. "My dad..." 

His eyes saddened and he nods. "I'll take you." He whispers. Jinyoung walks back to the table and grabs his bag and mine, then looks at his friends. They all look back at him and then over to me.

"What's going on?" I heard Jackson ask.

"Something happened with her dad. I'm going to take her to the hospital, so I'll see you guys later." Jinyoung explained to them.

"Oh damn... We'll see you later." Mark looks over to me worriedly. "Make sure to update us."

Jinyoung nods and walks back over to me, and we walk out of the school and to the car. I didn't really care if we got into trouble for leaving, all I could think about was getting to me dad.