Elysian

Farewell

When Yoongi didn't come out of his room, Namjoon went to check on him.

He was worried, and everyone else was worried too. Taehyung even started crying when he heard that Jimin had gone missing, the others silent, but their eyes told how scared they were.

"Yoongi?" Namjoon questioned, standing outside Jimin and Yoongi's room. There was no answer so Namjoon tried again, panic rising steadily in his chest. "Yoongi? Yoongi!" Still no reply.

Thinking, 'Fuck it,' Namjoon broke the door handle and kicked the door open, making it bang loudly against the wall.

Rushing inside, Namjoon begin to check the rooms, popping his hide into every single nook and cranny.

Then he came upon a piece of paper addressed to him. "Don't tell me..." Namjoon murmured, ripping the envelope open and unfolding the note.

After reading it, Namjoon almost ripped it in frustration and anger. "That fucking son of a bitch." Namjoon growled, punching the wall next to him.

That idiot really went and did the exact thing Namjoon told him not to do. Growling under his breathe, Namjoon quickly exited the room and made his way, or rather stormed his way to Daewon's study.

He knocked on the door rapidly with his fists, and when a voice told him to come in, Namjoon pushed the door open and slammed the piece of paper onto his desk.

Daewon raised his eyebrows. "Namjoon." He greeted. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" Namjoon huffed, raising an eyebrow towards the piece of paper on Daewons desk. He looked at it, before leaning foreword and picking it up. It was quiet while he read, the only emotion of his face was the slightest furrowing of his eyebrows.

Namjoon didn't want to wait for Daewon to finish, so he leaves. Before closed the door behind him, Namjoon looks back once again. "I don't know when Yoongi left, but just so you know, I'll be alerting Jungkook and have him round up a couple thousand of our forces. Let's just hope Yoongi doesn't destroy anything like we always do, right?"

The sarcasm was hard to miss, but Daewon didn't react when Namjoon swings the door shut, a bang reverberating across the room.

Daewon dropped his head into his hands, staring at the words from his son that were on the page.

He suddenly got up, stashing the letter in a pocket on his robe and exited his room. Usually, to organize a sort of search and rescue party would need a consensus or a majority vote to get it going. But this was his son, and Daewon be damned if he had to get permission from a couple of old men to retrieve his son.

"Get me my travelling cloak!" He barked to a servant boy, who jumped and scurried to the closet, bringing out his thick travel cloak and helped him put it on.

In the meantime, Jungkook was doing the same, putting in his armour while Taehyung watched, apprehension settling down in his bones. "You'll be careful and bring them both back, yeah? And keep yourself safe too." Jungkook nodded, walking back over to Taehyung to give him a quick kiss. "Of course. You know I always will."

Taehyung gave him one last kiss before Jungkook had to leave. He met up with Namjoon in the corridor.

"Let's go get Yoongi back."

Yoongi cursed when he slipped on the ground again. Damn place was fucking terrible. He looked at the necklace, feeling it growing warmer. He was close.

He continued foreword, the surrounding feeling more ominous by the second. Then, all the sudden, without any warning, he faints.

Yoongi comes to in a dingy cell, his eyes blinking and heavy. Where was he?

He heard the sound of muffled sobbing, and looked up. What he sees in front of him breaks his heart.

Jimin was in a cell opposite him, curled up against a small square of wood. Everything around him was metal.

"Jimin." He breathed, and Jimin's head snapped up. "Yoonie." Jimin sobs quietly, his arms hugging his body. That's when Yoongi noticed it. The burns.

The fucking cell was made of iron.

Yoongi hears the footsteps before he smells him. An unpleasant and sour smell. It was frankly disgusting.

"Who the hell are you?" Yoongi hissed, and the man chuckled. "Oh, I wish that I had more time to talk, but unfortunately I'm running out of time." Yoongi frowned. What?

Then he walks over to Jimin's cell, unlocking it and pulling Jimin out. Jimin cried again when his feet touched the iron metal, and the man tugs him roughly out.

Yoongi strains against his bonds, his eyes turning feral. "What are you doing?!" The man tuts and leaves without a word, dragging Jimin along. Jimin gives him one last terrified look, before a needle is forced into his skin.

When Yoongi comes to, he is surrounded by his friends and family.

"Yoongi! You're awake!" Namjoon cries, standing up from where he was sitting.

"Where's Jimin?" Yoongi asked hoarsely, straining to sit up as he surveyed the room. No one said anything. Taehyung let out a sob into his hands, turning away. Yoongi felt his stomach plummet. "No." Yoongi croaked, shaking his head and trying to stand up from the bed. "No. I don't believe you."

Yoongi ran, he ran until he was gasping. Until he collapsed. He sobbed, crying out for his beloved whom was taken away so fast. So unfairly.

He cried until he felt his fathers arms around his body, comforting him and saying a silent apology.

Things weren't supposed to go this way.

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I don't know if you'd noticed, but this chapter is very rushed. There will only be one chapter left. The reason being I've started losing interest in writing Fanfiction about Yoonmin, doesn't mean I don't like them anymore, but I'm missing the same spark I had when I first started to write.

I've moved to another fandom and I'm taking a break from Wattpad. I'm more active on ao3 right now, so I'm going to be posting stories there. The fandom I'm more interested in is Naruto, so if you like that kinda stuff then my ao3 is the same as the Wattpad username.

I felt you guys deserved some sort of closure to this story, but I'm sorry to say I won't spend too much time on this. I hope you understand! ❤️ maybe one day I'll come back and edit the ending.

Thanks everybody!