"Hyung, catch me if you can." The younger boy giggled and ran, while holding his airplane toy above his head.

"TaeTae I'm gonna catch you." The older boy got off the mat with a packet of cheetos in his hand, and ran behind the younger.

Both the boys kept running, older chasing the younger, until they realised they were in the middle of the forest.

Older from them both didn't stop running, not even when the younger one started crying. "Don't go hyung."

The little boy kept crying until he felt his skin burning, he squinted his eyes and saw a little treehouse in front of him burning. His body trembled as he backed away, but stopped when he saw his brother inside the little house, with another boy.

"HYUNGG!" He yelled and cried, as he saw his brother struggling inside the little space of the tree house, with the boy in his arms, as the fire increased, swallowing the whole tree. His brother threw the boy from the window as he himself struggled to jump out, but to no avail his struggles died as he collapsed in the little burning tree house.

"HYUNGG!"

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Do min young's p.o.v

"Where's my son?"

"I've kept him somewhere safe, do my work and take your son."

"Do you even know how many bodyguards are surrounded around him? You can't even enter his company or mansion."

"I don't give a fuck kang, kill him in a week or your son is dead." And the line went dead.

Why does he not understand? If I get caught this time I'd be hanged to death. Jeon Junghyun is not an easy target, not with 8 muscular bodyguards around him 24/7.

And he's not the only one, Kim Taehyung needs to be killed as well.

Why is this so fucked up?

SeokJin, appa promises to rescue you soon. Just these two people, and then you're free.

"Boss has a son, you know?" I turned my head to look at Na woon, who was busy painting her nails black.

"He doesn't have a son." I said before continuing to polish my gun.

"I don't know his name, but he goes to the same school as Jennie. I saw his report card, that needed parents signature on it." I placed the gun in the side pocket of my trousers before giving my full attention to her.

"Was it-"

"Indeed." She smirked and glanced at me before picking on her newly painted nails. "You can hold him as a hostage and get your son back."

My lips curved into a smile, as a thought of SeokJin's release crossed my mind.

"You seem a little stressed, want me to help you release some?" My smile wiped off as na woon got on her knees, I frowned and pushed her away, before walking out of her room, and her house.

I'm gonna find out who this kid is.

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Third person p.o.v

In the therapy room...

"I've been having nightmares, and I think some of them are related to my past." Taehyung fiddled with his fingers, not making a direct eye contact with Dr.Lee.

Taehyung had decided not to quit his sessions, and somehow Jungkook was the one who had asked him to continue them. And that is how Taehyung ended up at his doctor's place, telling him about the problems he's been facing recently.

"Do you remember any?" Dr.Lee asked

"No.. I forget them as soon as I wake up, but the horrible feeling is always there, so I'm sure none of them are good dreams."

"How are they related to your past?"

"I can put, bits and pieces together, I always see a kid in my dream, and I think it's me."

Dr.Lee nodded and smiled "You don't have to pressure yourself, but you can do one thing as soon as you wake up."

Taehyung stopped fiddling with his fingers and looked at his Dr with hopeful eyes.

"You can recollect a dream easily as soon as you wake up, so try to do it the next time you see something bad, write everything in a book and share it if you want."

Taehyung nodded and smiled as he received a thumbs up from Jungkook, who was standing behind the chair, Dr.Lee was seated on.

"Is it Jungkook?" He smiled and asked, Taehyung nervously nodded before glancing at Jungkook who had a calm expression.

"So, Jungkook? Why are you with Taehyung?" Dr.Lee playfully asked, looking here and there, with a fake angry expression "I don't like someone interrupting my sessions with my client." He pouted, making Taehyung giggle.

"He says that he doesn't like you either."

"Ouch!" Dr.lee held his chest with his hands, putting a hurt expression on "That really hurt" he wiped his fake tears away, as both- him and Taehyung started laughing.

"Why does he not like me?" Dr.Lee asked after a while, still smiling over nothing

"He thinks you want to take him away from me."

"Do you mind if I do that?"

Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows, as he put a thought on the scenario, would he actually mind if his hallucinations stop appearing? Does he want Jungkook to disappear? Maybe not.

"Yes"

"And why is that?"

"Because-" Taehyung paused and glanced at Jungkook, his lips curved in a smile as he said "Jungkook makes me happy."

Dr.Lee remained silent for a minute, before smiling and wiggling his eyebrows goofily "You like him?"

"Maybe." Taehyung scratched the back of his neck.

"Okay.. so-anyway, how about we go somewhere?"

"Your treat?"

Dr.Lee smiled and said "If you win the bicycle race"

Taehyung instantly jumped off his seat "I will win."

"Where do you wanna go?"

"Salon, I'm bored with red."

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Third person p.o.v

In the hospital room...

"Hyung, I'm fine." Jimin repeated himself, smiling internally at his brothers concern for him.

Haejin pouted and looked away, folding his hands above his chest "I was worried."

"I know" Jimin smiled

"I feel like I'm the worst brot-"

"Get off me" Haejin was cut off by the door opening and Yoongi walking inside with two kids, one hanging on his back and other clinging on his legs. "These little motherf-"

"Don't. Say. It." Haejin warned as he pulled Baekhyun and SeokJin off of Yoongi.

"Hyung! What happened?" Baekhyun jumped on the hospital bed, accidentally landing on Jimin's balls

"What the F-" Jimin continued making the F sound, as Haejin continued glaring at him "-Fffffffrenchfries, get off me."

Baekhyun smiled innocently before bouncing on the same area, making Jimin groan, on how harshly his dick was being abused "You son of a B— Basketball" Baekhyun stopped bouncing and glared at Jimin.

"Don't disturb the patient kids." Said Haejin, as he lifted Baekhyun and put him down.

Jimin silently cried, while Yoongi silently laughed. SeokJin walked forward and placed a handmade card on Jimin's stomach "Get well soon." He bowed before walking behind Yoongi, clutching on his legs.

Jimin slowly lifted his arms, in order to not hurt himself, he opened the card, as the little boy besides Yoongi looked at him hopefully.

"This-" he glanced at SeokJin "-ugh, dude how old are you?"

SeokJin lowered his head and whispered "12" Jimin sighed and folded the card "Thank you for your concern."

It wasn't his fault that he didn't like kids, truly kids were a burden that he never wanted to take care of, so even such a cute thing wouldn't make him grateful of the kidspecie. In general, they suck.

"You should appreciate his efforts Jimin."

Jimin rolled his eyes at Yoongi, before speaking "I literally thanked him, are you deaf or what?"

"Stop being that way Jimin, he drew that thing for-"

"He's 12 year old for gods sake, that shit is so ugly. My 5 year old self was better than him."

"Stop being mean." Haejin said as he knelt besides the crying boy, trying to comfort him.

"His handwriting is so dull."

"He wrote in English." Jimin closed his eyes, ignoring the further lecture he was receiving from his brother and boyfriend.

"Appa will punish you for being mean to me." SeokJin sobbed as he ran outside the room, Making Yoongi chase behind him.

SeokJin's legs were small, but he was quite a runner....Or maybe Yoongi was running like a grandpa "Wait up.. Seokj-" He stopped and took few deep breaths, while holding onto his knees "I think I'm getting old."

He sat on a nearby bench and thought of taking a nap, but a sight of SeokJin getting hit by a car appeared as soon as he closed his eyes "Fuck my life." He stood up and started running in the direction, the younger had once ran to, until he bumped into someone and landed straight on his butt "Watch it dude." He said as he rubbed his right butt cheek and stood up.

"You-" Yoongi paused as he realised who was standing in front of him, his throat went dry as he tried to scream, his body felt heavy as he tried to run. He gulped nervously as he saw the man in front of him smirk.