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Jeongguk was abducted on his birthday.

Great!

"Who the fuck are you?", he spat with a glare, "Honestly, fuck that and fuck you. I don't wanna know who you are."

"You don't know me?", the guy asked.

"I would've if you were Angelina Jolie.", Jeongguk rolled his eyes.

Honestly, they hadn't even tied his legs. He could just stand up and walk o- wait, why can't he move? oh shoot! his hands are tied behind his back against the chair.

Dang it!

"I'm the boss!"

"And, i'm iron man. Now you gonna suck my dick or let me go?"

"Keep your fucking guts in check! I'm capable of killing you on the spot."

"If capability determined behaviour, everyone would be killing everyone.", Jeongguk wasn't letting some old fart win this battle. Not when he specially had been practicing for this moment.

He also hoped that soyeon had already detected his location and they were on their way to rescue his ass because honestly— he couldn't afford to let his pretty self get sold to some fuck who couldn't even beat the beauty of Taehyung's shit.

"You're being disrespectful."

"It's my birthday. Technically, you are the disrespectful one since you haven't even wished me once.", Jeongguk scoffed.

The boss paused for a moment before removing a gun from his back pock- "Oh my god! Chillax dude, put that thing down. No need to be so serious.", Jeongguk started getting panicky, his ass squirming on the uncomfortable seat, as he jump flipped; the seat leaving the ground and rotating from above his head, landing heavily on the boss, knocking him out in one go.

The chair broke as the black suited guy fell on the floor limp. The guards standing outside the room didn't knock or suspiciously come inside thinking their boss had been having fun hurting the new boy. Jeongguk confusedly stared at his hands that were tied to two wooden sticks, precisely once a chair, wondering whether doing biceps twice a week had worked out or shoulders had.

The guy didn't wake up at all when Jeongguk regained himself and tried to kick the bastard some conscious, he remained still as if dead.

Jeongguk sighed and sat in the corner of the room, hands still tied against the remains of the chair. He played Rock, paper, scissors with himself to keep the mood and the atmosphere a little less gloomy.

Where the fuck is Soyeon?

Wait— what was the plan anyway?

fLaShBaCk *~*

"Are you sad?"

"No."

"Lonely?"

"No soyeon, I'm with Taehyung. He fucks me every-"

fLaShBaCk FaStFoRwArD •_•

"I think my name got on that list when I was unhappy with what I was. Technically, I still am but whatever.", Jeongguk shrugged, "Taeyang, it's been 5 minutes 37 seconds, where the fuck is my ice cream?"

"Coming~", A distant voice was heard making the two siblings roll their eyes, both for different reasons.

"Doesn't matter. I'll have to put a tracking device on you, so when you actually do get abducted, we can locate you and beat the shi-"

"Woah woah! no one's getting abducted. Especially, not me."

"Yes, you ar— Jeongguk don't panic, I'll protect you, we're in this tog—Oh my god! Taeyang call the fucking ambulance Jeongguk is turning blue. Bitch Breath!"

fLaShBaCk OvEr ^~^

sigh!

Jeongguk is gonna play Rock, Paper and Scissors with himself, hoping that someone would realise the absence of the birthday boy, and try locating him.

Taehyungie, I'll remember you as my only lover if they don't make it on time.

A tear rolled down his chubby cheeks, trembling lips jutting out as his left fist won over his right peace. He had never imagined that a simple game of rock paper and scissors could be so emotional. Damn, these feels, always hitting in the worst of the times.

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"Gukkie!", Taehyung banged his head on the wall again, wailing.

"Can't believe that we've lost Taehyung too."

"Shut up, Suckjin!", Jimin rolled his eyes, "His reaction is norm—"

"Jimin!", Taehyung ran towards jimin, his hands wrapping around the other's body, as he rubbed his bloody forehead on Jimin's chest, "What's the meaning of my life without my beloved? I rather drink poison then see the corpse—", Jimin kneed him.

"He's not dead."

Taehyung rolled on the floor, eyes squinting in agony, as his hands securely held his injured nuts. Why them? Why always them? What had they even done to attract all the fists and knees in this world?

Poor balls, may god give some survival strength to the generation residing in them.

"Call Soyeon, ask her if they were able to track Guk.", said Jimin as his fingers ran through his hair.

Jin paused.

"You don't order me around, bitch. I'm older than you."

Fuck this shit! Literally, Fuck this fucking shit! Everyone in this household had birthed without a fucking brain and— Oh My God! Jimin was so fucking pissed at his past self to ever let these brainless fuckers fuck his mother fucking life into a motherfucker and leave him fucking acting like a fucktard himself. Fuck!

"I swear if I continue like this, either one of us would be dead in the next few months."

"It's certainly not gonna be me.", Jin grabbed a baseball bat.

"Oh! bitch, we'll see.", Jimin removed his shirt and grabbed Taehyung, "If you want to kill me, you'll have to go through my best friend first.

Taehyung cried harder.

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"What do you mean that you forgot to put the tracking device on him?!", Taeyang snapped.

"It's friday, it was your turn to put it on him.", Soyeon snarled back.

"You fucking idiot, it's saturday!"

"No it's n— oh fuck! My favourite gay webtoon must've been updated today!", Soyeon removed her phone. Taeyang punched her. "Ouch!"

"Are you fucking nuts? Jeongguk, oh my god! oh my god! oh my god!"

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"Lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely, I have nobody for my own~"

The boss woke up. Jeongguk screamed, stood up and hit him on the head with the wooden leg of the chair, still tied on his hand.

He passed out again.

Jeongguk sighed.

"I'm Mr. Lonely, I have nobody for my own. Oh, I'm so lonely~ Yo, this one here, Goes out to all my players out there, man. You know, that got that one good girl, dogg. That's always been there, man. Like, took all the bullshit
But then one day she can't take it no more and decide to leave~"

Jeongguk never knew that he could rap so well. That too in English.

"That sounded like a dying dogs wail!", it was again him, the boss who never learns from his past mistakes. "My gun is actually a li-"

"I'm going to kill you for real."

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"Namjoon's hacker friend located your bitch, let's save some asses.", Jin grabbed his car key as Jimin twitched on the floor, Taehyung besides him. Both bruised, bleeding.

Taehyung instantly stood up, smiling from ear to ear as tears continued to flow down his cheeks, "You're the best!", he limped outside his apartment.

"You coming or nah?"

"How the fuck did he locate him?"

"Through the smart watch? Why does it even matter?"

"Jeongguk owns a smart watch?", Jimin spat out blood, coughing.

"Everyone owns a smart watch!"

"I don't!"

"Acceptable, considering you're a school teacher."

"A university professor!"

"How the fuck does that even matter right now?"

"It doe— where are your car keys?", Jimin's eyes widened as he heard the car engine roar from afar.

"In my— Tae fucking hyung!", Jin ran outside the apartment and behind the car that was pulling itself out of the driveway, "Do you even fucking know his location?!", He yelled, but to no avail, Taehyung was gone.

"He's gonna come back.", Jimin limped out of the apartment, occasionally grunting.

"I know! but we might end up not making it on time."

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