Jimin was sitting on a hospital bed, answering the doctors questions through the translator the hospital provided, when his room door opened and two men, he clearly recognized as police, entered the room. They introduced themselves before beginning to ask him questions. Jimin did his best to answer, but there wasn't much he could tell, as all he remembered was celebrating with his members, before passing out and waking up chained in a cave.
He was shocked when they told him the entirety of the situation. He was kidnapped, his hyungs, his dongsaengs, all kidnapped, for a game.
Once he was informed that they have been in contact with Mr. Bang, and that arrangements for his return to South Korea had been made immediately upon the doctor's approval, and that officers will also be assigned to his protection until he boards his flight home, farewells were said, and the officers left.
Jimin hadn't completely gotten over the news.
A game. His life was just a pawn in a game.
Ten minutes later, there was a knock on his door, one of the officers assigned to the idol's safety poked his head in as he announced, "Excuse me, Mr. Park, but the boys who brought you in wish to see you. Shall I let them in?"
Once this was interpreted to Jimin, he immediately consented. The officer on guard opened the door wide, and three familiar young men, aged between seventeen and nineteen, entered the room.
Jimin immediately got up from the bed and bowed in deep gratitude to his rescuers.
"You ain't gotta do that mate." One said hurriedly, the other two nodding in agreement, before they introduced themselves.
Jimin noticed one of the boys had a big bandage wrapped securely around his arm, and felt a wave of guilt. He must've been hurt during the rescue, something Jimin failed to notice till now. They not only risked their lives for him, but were hurt in the process.
Jack saw Jimin's eyes land on his bandaged arm, a worried frown on his face. He smiled as he addressed the concerned idol, "No worries mate, it's just a scratch, five to six stitches, nothing too bad."
Jimin nodded before saying, "Thank you for saving me," in his limited english. He was by no means fluent, but he was better than he used to be.
"Are you kidding me, my little sister would've killed me if I didn't save her bias." Jack said with a chuckle.
His friend Phineas laughed, "He's your bias too Jackie."
"Not important!" Jack practically yelled in embarrassment.
Jimin couldn't help but let out a breathy laugh.
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The room was in stunned silence as the broadcast came to an end.
They found him.
In eight hours.
A cheer went up in the room, all heads turning to the singers manager and staff, who wore happy relieved smiles. Sejin caught the eyes of every officer in that room as he spoke, Officer Kim translating, "Army doesn't lose."
The officers slid their eyes to Officer Kim, who simply said, "Told you."
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02/09
7:30:45 PM
It has been over 24 hours now, and an entire day has passed since Jimin was found, and Army knew a new game was about to begin.
