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It's been a week since everything happened. Yoongi was only able to tell them what he heard on the phone and what he saw when he got back home. The police were able to ask Jae questions after 3 days of waiting, even though she begged and begged for her husband and to know if they found Taehyung, which was always a no.

Jungkook's injury was really serious. Whenever Jae was able to get the doctors to bring her to his room, she saw the big breathing machine right beside his bed and the mask he had to wear in order to breathe. His head was wrapped in a big bandage that was changed every hour so it doesn't let the scar get worse.

Yoongi always asked the police if there was anything he could help with, but all they told him was to just stay calm and let him know if they get any weird calls. So now that 7 days have been up, he started to go crazy.

"Mr. Min?" A man said from the hall as a lady followed him. Yoongi turned around with a small smile before he shook his hand.

"We're the FBI, I'm agent Simmons and this is agent Kim." The lady bowed to him softly before she shook his hand.

"We heard that this wasn't an accident?" Agent Kim asked, watching the author nod as he stood outside Jae's door.

"Taehyung was never a danger to anyone, in fact, he was just a sweet boy. He would make you laugh if you were not in a good mood, he would cuddle with you if you were sad, he was just your personal teddy bear." The blonde explained.

"Was there anything strange that you can think of days, weeks, or months before this happened?" Agent Simmons asked, only to look at the other and see him roll his eyes.

"An old friend of mine, I don't even call her that anymore, called me out of the blue as I was hanging out with my family. She wanted to meet with me again alone, but I told her I would bring him since I didn't like him being alone, mostly because his past involved him being alone and I knew he didn't like that."

"What was this lady's name?"

"Her name is Lee Ji-eun, but a lot of people call her IU, that's what I called her most of the time."

"Did something ever happen when you met up with her?"

"Well, when she saw him, she was happy to see me and him because she accidently heard his voice because uh...I don't know if you've heard about this, but he's a little." Agent Kim looked at him with a confused look before she asked, "As in they go into a small state of a child?" The blonde nodded his head.

"Exactly, except when he is a little, he actually turns into the age he is, same with his 2 best friends, but with littles down here, no one treats them with respect, so you have to take care of them."

"Is there anything else?"

"She started asking questioned like 'do you have a wife?' or other things like 'do you need help taking care of him?' which every time I told her I was fine because I had my friends and my little sister's help. So when Taehyung started to get uncomfortable with her, I told her to leave." Yoongi sighed as he looked away from them and looked into the room where Jae was getting entertained.

"I guess she didn't like it."

"Well Mr. Min, we will do our best to bring him back, our team is working really hard to get him and arrest the person behind this." Agent Simmons assured.

"Ok, but keep her as a main suspect, cause she does have a bipolar issue and it gets scary when she's mad." Nodding, both agents thank him before they leave, not seeing how he slid onto the floor from the doorframe.

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Blood. Blood was the only thing Taehyung saw around him. It was either on him or it was on walls and the floor. His eyes got stained when blood came in contact when the whips hit him constantly. He started get weaker and weaker. He thought he would be able to leave because most of the time in movies or tv shows, they would be there for a few days before they were taken back to their family and friends and lover.

But that wasn't his case.

His body didn't look the same, the same pure and flawless look as if it was never touched. Now it was littered in bruises, cuts, whip marks, and new blood along with dry blood.

He couldn't move his head, it hurt way too much. His neck got the most hits, mainly because they wanted him to die from loss of breath, but here he was, and now it hurt to move around.

Seong-hwa came inside and sighed.

"Still alive huh?"

"Stop acting like you care." Taehyung hoarsley spoke, his deep voice even deeper from being tired, from trying to scream even though it never worked, for crying for his boyfriend that never came. He was just give out, but he still tried to fight for his loved ones.

"IU will be back in a few hours, she has business to attend to."

"Cool, how about you just finish me up for the day before she comes in." The younger spat, watching as the other just sighed and grabbed a chair just like his, except it wasn't drilled into the floor like his.

"Stop acting like you're enjoying this kid, cause in the end you're just going to get worse."

"I'm already in so much pain, I can barely breathe a few times, it hurts to keep my eyes open or even talk to you." The blue haired male complained, tears no long in his system as he used all of them already.

"I'm trying to boost the mood here." Seong-hwa says, but only earns a pained scoff.

"Please, I don't want to hear it. Either get out of here so I can just rot or do whatever you wanted to do in the first place." It was silent in the room for a bit before the raven sighed and stood up, not forgetting to look at the younger as his head hung low before he left.