“What’s going on?” Jungkook asked as he was pulled into the bathroom by a couple guards.  He didn’t get an answer.  He frowned a little when he saw one of the guards was standing by the doorway, almost like he was a lookout.

Oh, no.

No, no, no.

“Let me out of here,” the raven-haired boy insisted.  He was shoved against the wall without warning.  He moved to speak before he was hit with a baton harshly.  A punch to the stomach knocked the wind out of him and made him fall to the floor.  He coughed and groaned a little.  A kick to the stomach.

“St-stop,” he begged with a raspy voice, having trouble breathing.  He curled up and tried to defend himself as more kicks and blows from batons were delivered.  His heart began to hurt, beating rapidly in his chest.  He clutched it and screamed in pain.

“What’s his fucking problem?” the guard that was keeping watch asked as he came over.

“Little asshole’s faking it,” the other guard said as he kicked the boy again.

Jungkook’s heart began to hurt more and more.  Oh, no…he was having a heart attack again.  He knew the feeling all too well.  He jerked up slightly before he went limp.

“What the fuck is with him?” the lookout guard said, getting a bit worried now.  “He ain’t moving.”

“Get up,” the other guard snapped, kicking Jungkook again.  The boy stayed limp.  “Shit…get someone.”

~~~~

“Oh, Kookie,” Jimin said softly as he sat next to Jungkook’s bed.  “What the fuck did they do to you?”

“I’m fine,” Jungkook said with a soft groan as he got more comfortable.  “I just…panicked over being locked up.  Fell down…”

“Jungkook, you are covered with fucking bruises,” the older brother said with a huff.  “And you had a heart-attack because of it.  It’s not fucking safe here for you.”

“I said I’m fine,” the raven-haired boy snapped before he winced.  The heart monitor sped up slightly before calming down again.  “Shit…”

“I’m gonna get you out of here,” Jimin reassured.  “Besides…you shouldn’t be in this place.”  He sighed softly. 

"If Jin is happiness putting me on jail, I'll happy to do this for him. Jimin hyung.. I love him.. Not because I have his lover's heart.. It because of me.. I really love him.." Jungkook silently cry. Jimin took a deep breath and spoke.

“Jungkook, Jin’s missing.”  Jungkook perked up at that.

“Wh-what?” he said in disbelief.

“Seokjin went missing a little while ago,” Jimin explained.  “Nobody’s seen him…heard from him…nobody can get in contact with him or  anything." Jungkook groaned a little, his heart hurting again.  The hurt was from hearing Seokjin was just gone, but it felt worse than when he’d had his heart attack.

“I have to get out of here,” Jungkook whimpered out.  “I have to find him…”

“I’ll…help you,” Jimin reassured.  “Just rest for now, okay?”

~~~~

Seokjin groaned softly as he woke up.  His head was killing him.  He tried to move, but found he was tied down.  To a bed?  He jerked on the handcuffs that kept his arms above his head.  He moved to kick his feet, finding they were tied to the end of the bed.

“What the fuck…” he said softly.

“There’s my favorite doctor.”

Taehyung came in and sat down on the edge of the bed after putting a tray with a bowl of stew and some water on the nightstand.  He gently touched Seokjin’s cheek, but the doctor looked away.

“Let.  Me.  Go.” Seokjin demanded.

“I can’t do that, sweetheart,” the blonde cooed.  “Not until I can guarantee that you’re gonna be good and keep your mouth shut.”

“You’re crazy,” the doctor whimpered out.

“No, I’m in love,” Taehyung corrected.  “Love makes you do…insane things.  Love can make people steal, make people lie…make people kill.”  He let out a breath.  "What the hell are you talking about.?You mean.. Its you.." Seokjin whined.  “Come on, don’t cry.  You look so much prettier when you smile.”  He leaned over and kissed Seokjin’s forehead.  “So…I suppose you’ll want to know just how in love I am, right?  How far I’m willing to go to make you be with me?”

"I will not love you!!!... A psycho like you.. Never!!! " he shouted at the face of Taehyung. The blonde was gone mad and shove the food in the tray.

Seokjin was afraid all he have to do fighting back a sob.

“Well, for starters, I set the fire,” Taehyung admitted.  “Got your attention, right?  And naturally when I saw that brat was getting close to you, I had to get rid of him so I set him up for it.  I set him up for Taengie’s death too.”

“You’re insane,” the doctor managed to squeak out as tears fell from his eyes.

“No, I’m in love,” Taehyung said more firmly.  “Get it right, sweetheart.”

“Why would you set someone up for Taengie’s death?” Seokjin asked with a weak sob.  “Why would you do that?  Are you that desperate for me?  For closure?”

“Closure?  I’ve got my closure,” he reassured.  “Who do you think killed him in the first place, Seokjin?”  Seokjin’s eyes went wide.

Taehyung…Taehyung…had…no…

“Y-you…”  Seokjin started crying.  He was angry, he was hurt, he was scared.

“He took you away from me, he was gonna keep you away from me forever if I didn’t stop him,” Taehyung insisted.  “I didn’t want to lose you, Jin.  I had to do it.”  He sighed and got up.  “I’ll let you have a few minutes to let all that emotion out.”  He reached up and unlocked the handcuffs that kept the doctor’s hands in place.  “I'll some clean up and then we’ll talk.  Be good.”

He heard the click sound. Good thing Taehyung release his hand cuff. Seokjin look around and sigh..

There's no way to escape..

~~~~

“How are you gonna help me?” Jungkook asked as he let out a soft breath.  “Everyone thinks I did this stuff.  Everyone things I’m a horrible person…”

“You’re not,” Jimin cooed.  “You’re really not.  You didn’t do these things.  Listen, I told you last time I’d help you.  Today I’m going to.”  He stood up and pulled some singed clothes out of the backpack he’d brought it.  “Excuse me?”

A guard perked up and gazed at them curiously.

“Who do I talk to about framing my brother?” Jimin asked with a calm voice.

“What?” the guard said in disbelief.

“My brother, he’s in here for setting a fire, trying to kill someone, and killing someone else,” Jimin explained.  “He didn’t do it, though.  I framed him.  This is what I was wearing when I did it.  And the gun you found isn’t the right one.”  He pulled out a gun in a plastic bag.  “This one is.”

“Jimin, what the hell are you doing?” Jungkook said with shock.

“Shut up,” Jimin said with a hushed voice.  “So…who do I talk to?”  The guard came over, a hand on his own gun that was holstered on his hip.

“Just set it down, nice and slow,” the guard said with a gentle voice.  Jimin set everything down and held up his hands.  The raven try to stop his brother plan but the nurse stop him and inject a tranquilizer. The last image he saw is his brother says a word for him. 

"Save SeokJin.."

That's the word he saw on Jimin's mouth before he passed out. 

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Jimin put on a prison in exchange on his brother. He knows the Jungkook don't have a strength and will to do that. He perk up the small window on his cell but he was startled when he heard a voice.. 

"Oh.. Your here doll face! "

He knows that voice, he nervously turn his head and he was right.

"Long time no see.. I miss you.. "

"Yoongi!"

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I'm planning to finished this today so no worries (｡’▽’｡)♡