AT JUNGKOOK'S PLACE
Tae arrived in the street he'd been looking for.
It was a street of single family houses, all looking more or less alike. He found his way from the map in his head. When he saw the correct number, he also noticed the name Jeon on the mailbox and knew he was in the right place.
He knocked on the Jeons' door and waited, out of breath after running the whole way. No one came. What if Jungkook wasn't at home but somewhere else? He desperately tried to look in through the kitchen window but saw nothing.
Something was wrong with Jungkook and he had to know if he was here. He knocked again or rather banged as hard as he could on the door with both hands.
And now he heard something from inside. A low groan.
Tae tried the door handle and the door opened.
"Oh no, no, no, no, no, Jungkookie!"
Tae kneeled down, desperation and fear overwhelming him.
Jungkook lay hardly conscious just inside the door, on the stone floor. He had bled heavily from a wound to the head, and blood had run down the side of his face and neck onto the floor. His face was bruised and beaten. His left eye was swollen, his lip broken and bleeding and blood had run from his nose, now congealed.
Jungkook didn't move, but groaned faintly from the pain. He lay curled up with his arms around his knees as if he still tried to protect his vital organs from his abuser. His eyes were closed.
Tae almost started crying seeing his Jungkook beaten, hurt and this much in pain. Jungkook's dad was responsible, Tae was sure of that. What kind of person could do something like this to their own child?
I have to make sure this never happens again. I must get him out of here.
He touched Jungkook's shoulder, trying to soothe him, but Jungkook flinched as if scared that Tae would hurt him.
"Kookie, don't be afraid. It's me. It's your Tae. All will be okay. I will get you out of here." Tae said softly.
"Tae. Help me." Jungkook gasped out.
Tae took Jungkook's hand in one of his. With his other hand he took out his phone and dialled 911. While stroking Jungkook's hand with his thumb he asked for an ambulance to be sent as quickly as possible.
"Don't try to move, Kookie, just lie still. Help is on its way. Everything is gonna be alright." Tae said in a sweet voice.
Jungkook tried to adjust his position to get closer to Tae, but it hurt so much he groaned. When Tae noticed he moved in even closer and carefully lifted Jungkook just enough so he could place Jungkook's head in his lap.
While Tae stroked Jungkook over the hair which was sticky with blood, Jungkook silently started to cry.
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AT J-HOPE'S PLACE
"You sure about this, Hope?" Yoongi asked, taking his guns out of the cabinet.
"Shut up. If you don't want to come, you can just leave. And don't bother coming back." J-Hope said.
"I didn't mean... never mind." Yoongi mumbled, continuing to organise his equipment.
He seriously thought Hope was out of his mind. Kai was ruthless. He had killed before and wouldn't hesitate to kill Jimin. The only reason Jimin was alive was that Kai, somehow, had found out that Hope cared about him. And that he wanted Hope to put himself at risk for Jimin. So he could get revenge on them for killing mr Lee.
Mr Lee had been stupid. Yoongi knew the whole story. Mr Lee had been one of Kai's closest men, but also an addict to gambling. He had lost big time and owed a lot of people money. First he had stolen, or borrowed without permission, money from Kai in the hope of winning everything back. He had lost again. Then he had come to Hope's men to borrow more, to be able to pay Kai back. But he gambled it away again and could pay neither Kai nor Hope back.
Really, Mr Lee was better off dead, according to Yoongi. But Kai was pissed off as fuck at Hope for daring to have one of his men killed. Also, Yoongi knew Mr Lee had been almost like a father to Kai.
Now Kai wanted revenge. And Hope was doing exactly what Kai wanted, walking right into his trap. Because of a fucking guy. Jimin had a pretty ass, sure, but there were a lot of asses around.
But Yoongi was coming, of course. How the hell were they going to cope with Kai's men without him? He didn't want Hope or Jin dead after all. They were the only friends he had. If you didn't count Haechan, of course.
Yoongi smiled thinking about Haechan. What a cutie. But no, he couldn't think about him now.
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Last summer - Jihope & Taekook ✅
FanfictionA story including more or less everything but smut. __________________ "And who the hell is he?" Yoongi asked, nodding his head in Jimin's direction. "Him? Eh... he's... nobody." J-Hope said. Jimin shook his orange hair out of his face. "I'm nobod...