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If you love me won't you say so?

Jungkook POV:

Sitting here with Jimin got more and more annoying by the minute. Ever since he's started dating Y/N, he's been nothing but a cocky jackass.

He acts as if he's bigger than everyone when we all know we could easily knock his little ass down. He's going on and on about how well Y/N takes care of him and his "needs". It honestly makes me sick to hear him degrade her like some sort of slave.

"Mhm..yea OK Jimin, That sounds nice. I'll be leaving now.." Of course He had to respond with some bullshit. "What is it Kookie? Do you maybe like Y/N? " I had to swallow my pride and walk through the front door with my fist in my pockets.

He knew I liked Y/N and that was his whole reason for dating her. Of course she loved him back like a dummy and now I have to watch him brag about some revenge love story.

I would beat his ass but it would spark something in our agency.

"I hate him so much."

I started my silver Mercedes and began the ten minute drive to Jimin's apartment. No, he doesn't know where I'm going but I figured since Y/N isn't answering my calls nor text he has something to do with why. She isn't the type of person to just not reply to any calls or text.

I try to take my mind off the worst by listening to some music but its only making the situation worse. I honestly feel as if something is wrong, but by me popping up out of the blue to see her will only make me look like a fool.

I pull into the apartment complex and step out with my hands sweating. "Damn, I hope I'm not intruding on her privacy..."

I knock on the door but don't receive an answer or hear a sound. Usually you'd be able to hear the TV or at least a voice moving around. Nothing.

I dig inside of the flower pot Y/N left in case of emergencies. The pot held a small silver key that unlocked the door and held the answer to my question. I twisted the door slowly and pushed it open to reveal an empty apartment. There was no sign of Y/N or anyone else. 

However, there was glass on the floor and the curtains were ripped. My heart started racing when I traveled to the back of the apartment. It started to smell heavy; like blood that was still fresh.

I slowly opened the door to the master bedroom without making a sound.

To my surprise, I found nothing or nobody in there. The smell however was getting heavier and I felt like passing out. 

It's mid May, and since It's hotter outside the air felt hot and stiff. I opened the bathroom door to see if I can find anything....And there she was.

She was out of it with blood coming from her scalp and from under her legs. She was clearly beaten and had tape around her body. My teeth gritted at the sight as I stumbled with my phone to call the ambulance and police. "Y-y/n? Get u-p please..." I couldn't stop my tears from spilling. How could he do this to her?

I look over near the toilet and see a phoned tucked inside the corner. It was Jimin's.

I secured her head on my lap as I grabbed the device and began looking for clues. That bastard was cheating on her for months now and she must've found out. All I could do is get angrier with each scroll. Now there was nothing stopping me from delivering this ass whopping.

I grabbed some towels and tried to wrap her head as tight as possible without straining the nerves in her head. 

"Jimin...You are dead to me now.."

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