"No, no, no"He glanced around the alleyway, crouched down, hiding behind a dumpster. His bag left abandoned far from where he now hid. With all that he's experienced in this cruel world he should've known better.
Should've known that someone would be watching. If he had, he wouldn't be hiding like this, fighting for survival.
It had been roughly two hours since he left his home with the intention of leaving everything behind. That's all it was, two hours, one hundred and twenty minutes and here he was, crying, holding onto a thin thread of hope that the only person who could save him would answer the damn phone.
But as luck would have it, the line cut once again to voicemail. In the distance he could hear his name being called, men, four or five of them, looking for him. Pressing his phone to his ear, knowing this would be probably the last call he would be able to make before he would lose all hope, he closed his eyes and prayed for the other to answer.
Two rings and this time someone picked up.
"Jungkook?"
"Dr Kim" he rushed out through a hiccup, sniffling back snot and tears he tried again. "H-hyung... please...please help me"
A beg clear as day was heard through the phone, Seokjin immediately shushed those around him, standing from the table he rushed out of the noisy dining hall. "Jungkook whats going on?" Already grabbing his keys and heading out the door, feeling something far more darker was happening with the younger. "Are you in pain? Are you hurt?"
"Hyung..." The cry that came with it was muffled, that didn't stop Jin from feeling it deep in his heart. It caused him to stop walking towards his car, his feet refusing to cooperate. "...please save me hyung..." that's when Jin heard noises in the background of wherever Jungkook was, his name being called and it sounded close.
"Send me your location, do you know how to do that?"
"Mhmm.."
Once again he began moving but a hand stopped him. Namjoon stood behind him, his face puzzled, Yoongi as always right by his side.
"Stay on the line with me. I'm coming, ok?" tossing Namjoon his keys he ran toward his car, entering through the passenger door as Namjoon took the drivers seat and Yoongi in the back. Checking his phone he received the location, sighing in relief as he showed it to his younger brother who nodded. "I'm coming Kook. Are you somewhere safe"
There was shuffling heard, movement and heavy broken breaths before he heard his voice once more. "..y-yes...boxes"
"Boxes?" He questioned. Namjoon took a corner too fast and Jin fell hard into the door. Yoongi behind him cursed while Namjoon muttered an apology. Jin himself didnt mind the reckless driving, he needed to get to Jungkook as soon as possible. Having no explanation of what was happening he still understood that time was critical, it was a life or death situation. Call him crazy but his intuition was never wrong.
"Hiding" came a hushed whisper.
"Ok, ok"
"Five minutes" Namjoon said.
"Did you hear that Kook? Five minutes. I'm almost to you, almost"
Five minutes couldn't come fast enough. Jin kept the phone glued to his ear, listening to the shaky breaths the younger was giving, the only sign all was ok. Sometimes his stomach would drop when other noises, other people, would be heard. Thankfully they never got too close again but Jin knew whoever they were, it wasn't good.
Soon they were pulling up to an alley, Jin checked the location, body filling with hope as it was the right place.
"Kook, baby, I'm here. I'm here. Stay where you are, ok? I'll come get you"
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