BTS Kidnapped!

BTS Kidnapped! Part Seven by Sandra & Kaelyn

When he felt the hand grab his neck Jungkook's first reaction was to struggle but the same inner voice from before warned him not to fight. He found himself pulled against a much larger male form and the hand moved from the back of his neck to encircle his throat. The feel of the cold leather against his skin sent fear coursing through his veins and his stomach threatened to empty the bile rising in his chest to the floor. His eyes locked on to Jimin's face and the sudden rage he saw on his lover's face calmed him enough to settle.

The same alien sounding voice spoke from one of the men holding a gun on his family and Jungkook's heart threatened to pound itself out of his chest. "I see that you gentleman had some time to look around your accommodations, so now I will explain how things are going to work while you are here."

Jungkook's breath caught in his throat, not from the English words that he only half understood but from the man pressing himself tighter against the young man. It felt as if the mask was moving slightly back and forth against the back of Jungkook's head. Was this person nuzzling him?

The bile that had settled now started to rise again in his throat and fear brought tears to his eyes. It was made worst by the sight of Jimin. He could tell from the other's body language that Jimin had seen what the kidnapper holding him was doing and wanted to rush forward. Licking his lips Jungkook shook his head slightly at his beloved and took a calming breath. The alien voice began speaking again pulling Jungkook's focus from Jimin's face.

"It is quite simple.....do as you are told and there will not be a problem. You have both food and clothes here; cooking utensils will be provided at mealtimes and a strict count will be kept of them. Clothes that need cleaning will be piled by the door and returned after washing. Razors for shaving will be provided at request and returned to the guard when done." The man speaking moved forward, all the while keeping his gun trained on the members of BTS. "Other personal hygiene items are in the bathroom for your use.....I suggest that you gentleman not attempt anything stupid as that would force us to punish you."

The man turned and nodded to the guard holding Jungkook.

There was no time as Jungkook found himself spun around. The guard struck swiftly punching the young man once in the stomach, then across the jaw. As Jungkook hit the floor and lost consciousness he could have sworn that he heard a soft alien voice whisper, "Sorry baby."

The guards calmly turned and walked from the room as the members of BTS screamed out for their youngest member.

"JUNGKOOKAH............." Jimin cried out as he fell to his knees next to his fallen lover. Without thinking he scooped the other into his arms and began rocking back and forth. He could feel the others wrapping themselves around the two of them but his one thought was that someone was going to die for this.

Jungkook had no idea how much time had passed before he came to with his head in Jimin's lap and the others huddled around him. He wasn't sure which hurt worst, his stomach or his jaw. The drops of water striking his face pulled his thoughts away from the pain for the moment. Jimin's tears flowed hard and fast down his face and he was starting to hiccup.

In that moment Jungkook no longer felt any pain as he pulled himself into a sitting position and yanked Jimin into his arms. He paid no mind to the others as he stood, picking Jimin up and feeling the other wrap his legs around Jungkook's waist. He sat on the nearest bed stroking his hands up and down Jimin's shuddering back.

"Shhhhhh chagiyah......I am alright." Jungkook leaned back and no longer caring who was watching, he took Jimin's face gently into his hands and pressed his lips uto his lover's. Jimin slight gasp allowed Jungkook to lightly stroke the inside of his lover's mouth with his tongue. Pulling back enough to nip at Jimin's lower lip, he whispered, "I am alright, and we will survive this. We will all go home together!"

The rage flowing through his body was like liquid fire. He watched the camera feed as the two young men huddled together on the bed. The others had drifted away to sit at the table in the middle of the room. He did have the presence of mind to focus the kitchen microphone on the five at the table as his rage-filled gaze watched Jimin tenderly caress the jaw he had struck less than a half an hour ago.

"Jungkookah, are you really okay?" Jimin couldn't tear his eyes from the bruise he could see forming on Jungkook's jaw. The sight of his best friend, his love, the one person in the world who kept him grounded, hurt and bruised was more than he could handle. Everything from the past day was flooding into his system and he felt his body shutting down. All Jimin wanted to do was close his eyes, wrap himself in Junkook's tight embrace and let the world fade away. 

To Be Continued.........