Hoseok
He didn't pick up his phone the first time.
"...His ringer might be off?" Ji suggested doubtfully.
"Maybe." I dialed Jungkook. Pick up, pick up, pick up.
He picked up.
"Is Tae at your house?"
"No. Why? Did something happen? I thought he was staying at yours..." Apparently the tension in my voice was clear.
"Nah, nothing happened," I lied. "He went for a walk... I was about to go out, he didn't pick up his phone. Just wanted to let him know."
"Mkay. Well, I'll let you know if he comes over or anything."
"Thanks, Kookie. See ya."
He hung up. I looked up at Yoongi and Ji, shaking my head.
"Which way did he go? Towards the city?" Yoongi asked. I nodded.
"You head down that way, then. I'll call the station and let them know..." He said. I could almost see him thinking:
Everyone has to get out of this alright. I shouldn't have dragged Tae and Hoseok inti this mess. I have to make sure they'll be okay...
He was already feeling guilty.
I nodded though, agreeing with his logic. "Ji, you stay here with Yoongi. Both of you be careful. "I looked at Yoongi as I said this - he'd do anything for us, I knew, but that was just the problem.
"We'll all be fine."
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