bts sickfics [completed]

Jungkook | Kidnapped Pt.2

There's like a shit ton of problems with the story for some reason, it keeps saying it was modified elsewhere when it wasn't, so I'm publishing it now before I lose all of it.

Namjoon made the six of them sit in the car, thinking of their options. After a few minutes of worried silence, he broke it, gesturing pointedly to Taehyung and Hoseok,

"Okay, Taehyung, you go with hyung and search the whole building. Try and ask staff for security feeds from other cameras."

He looked to Jimin, who sat with tears welling up in his eyes, searching through his phone frantically,

"Jimin, you and I are gonna call the company for another car, and we're gonna drive home. If he is lost the first place he will go is the dorm."

Yoongi and Seokjin already knew what their goal was, but watched Namjoon become more stressed with every word,

"Hyungs, take this car and drive aimlessly until either you find him or you can reach his phone, okay? Everyone keep your phones switched on and have your ringtones loud."

Taehyung and Hoseok wished the others luck as they left the car and ran back to the building. Namjoon wished Yoongi and Seokjin good luck and closed the car door, leaving him and Jimin to call the company in the parking lot. Yoongi sighed and put his head in his hands as Seokjin pulled out of the parking space. Seokjin glanced at the younger, saying quietly,

"He's okay, Yoongi, we're gonna find him no matter what it takes, alright?"

Yoongi looked at his hyung, asking with a hopeless sort of tone,

"What do you think happened to him, hyung? That broken camera can't be a coincidence." Seokjin sighed and replied,

"I don't know what happened. But we'll find him, and we'll make sure he's okay."

Jungkook woke up to the feeling of his entire body lighting up with pure agony. He groaned quietly, but when he looked up and realised no-one was around again, he became quiet at the sight of the empty room. He turned around and nearly yelled in shock when he saw the girl, who was sat at a table writing at the speed of light. She didn't seem to notice he was awake.

Jungkook, despite being both physically and mentally beaten down, quickly pulled himself together and saw his means of escape. He would slowly edge his chair over to the end table, which now had used, bloody blades and pliers in place of the car battery. Then he would try and grab a blade to cut both his legs and his left arm free. Then he would quietly slip into the next room which he knew contained the entrance to the garage after he saw it through the open door the last time he was conscious.

Jungkook used his whole body weight to lean forward and edge his chair a few inches across the heavily damaged carpet. At least the floor wasn't polished; the girl would have heard him moving a mile off. But as Jungkook moved closer and closer to the chair, he realised just how hard it would be to escape without collapsing onto the floor due to his numerous injuries.

On a particular movement, he felt his thigh burn and more blood drip down his leg as he edged the chair closer. He tried to conceal his moan of pain, but he couldn't help but make a small muffled sound from behind his lips. He stilled, not daring to turn around at the girl who may have heard him.

For a few minutes he remained this way, slowly becoming less and less paranoid. Finally, he moved the final few inches towards the table and bent his head down to grab the knife handle with his teeth. Yes, it had his own blood on it but he didn't care if it meant he could escape. He looked as far to his left as he could and lifted his left hand the highest it could go. He dropped the knife and caught it quickly with his hand.