Surviving Number 8. Part 19.

Jimin could feel the intense beating of his heart and the sweat forming on his forehead and hands after making the post on Twitter. He was absolutely terrified of what was to come after doing that, but he knew it was their only hope.

He put his phone down and did his best to fall asleep, hoping things would be better come tomorrow.

However, he didn't have a chance to sleep until tomorrow, because after what felt like only a few minutes, police sirens were blaring outside and they were getting closer. Soon, the members' house was swarming with cops. All of them woke up in a bit of a daze, wondering what the hell was going on as sirens pierced their ears and lights were casting shadows onto their walls.

Jin was the first to hop out of bed and head to the door. "What the fuck?" he grumbled to himself as he tried to rub the tiredness from his eyes. The others were all soon trailing in sleepy states behind him.

"The police?" Hobi groaned. "At this hour?" He suddenly felt his heart drop out of his chest. "Oh no..." What happened to Yoongi?

Namjoon shot Hobi a warning glare, a silent warning not to speak anything bad into existence.

Jin hesitantly opened the door just as an officer began to knock on it. "Uhm, hello?" He turned to see all of his dongsaengs piled up behind him with curious, yet terrified, expressions. They noticed that there were at least a dozen different cop cars parked outside their house with cops lingering around them.

The officer finally began to speak. "Hello there, I'm officer Lee, or Mr. Lee, you can call me whatever. Is the residence of... well," the officer poked his head around to see the members all standing there, "you guys?"

He fully recognized who they were.

Jimin was the first to panic. "We didn't do it! I swear! It wasn't us! Whatever Ky or Junso may have said is a lie! They're lying! I promise we didn't do it, whatever it was!"

Hobi panicked next. "Is Yoongi okay?!"

Everyone then turned when they heard Jungkook burst into tears. He hid his face in his hands as his shoulders heaved up and down. Namjoon pulled the maknae into a hug and rubbed his back as he turned back to the officer. "What's going on?"

Mr. Lee pulled out his personal cell phone and opened up Twitter, displaying the SOS tweet posted by the band's page. "Did this tweet come from one of you?"

Jin narrowed his eyes, still trying to rub the tiredness out of them, as he read the tweet. He turned to the others. "Who the hell..."

The members immediately noticed Jimin had backed away and was biting his lower lip, avoiding eye contact with all of them.

Namjoon felt fury rage through his body. He shoved everyone out of his way as he made his way to the device and read the tweet. He couldn't believe his eyes. Surely I'm dreaming. Surely this is a joke.

In his fit of rage, he stormed over to Jimin and shoved him so hard that the boy stumbled and fell backwards. "I told you not to post anything! What the hell were you thinking?!"

Jungkook, being sick of seeing people get hurt, shoved Namjoon. "Back the hell off, hyung! If I see one more person try to hurt someone else I'm going to lose my fucking mind!" He shot an evil glare right at Jin.

For the first time in his entire life, the maknae really had no forgiveness to give to his eldest hyung.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Taehyung asked Namjoon but was receiving no answer.

The leader backed away from Jimin, not trying to cause a scene in front of the police.

The others who weren't there when Hobi, Jimin, and Namjoon had the conversation about posting something online felt out of the loop, but knew they'd be filled in some other time.

Jimin put his hands up in defense. "I did what I had to do! And look!" He gestured to the police, "Do you still think I'm wrong for it?! Someone out there called for help!"

Mr. Lee interjected. "More than someone. Police stations across the entire world are being flooded with calls about that tweet. The police force itself is being threatened to do something or else your fans will. By the looks of it, this tweet means something. You mention a man named Ky?"

A collective groan came from all of the members.

"I'm sorry officer, but we don't want to hear it. Whatever Ky or Junso paid you to act like a cop..." Jin went to shut the door but the policeman stopped it.

"Wait," Mr. Lee said. "I don't know what you boys have been through, but I'm willing to bet it's a lot." He looked around and remembered what Hobi had asked just a few minutes ago. He realized Yoongi wasn't with them. "Where is Yoongi?"

"Like we're going to tell you," Jin scoffed. The last thing he was going to do was tell some man who was probably a fake cop just where his hurt brother was. He knew his dongsaeng had suffered enough damage as it is.

"In the hospital," Jimin blurted out as he stood back up, wiping his tears.

"Jimin!" Jin screamed.

"What?!" Jimin's face was blistering red with anger and frustration. "If they're working with all the damn cops who were at the hospital then he already knows where Yoongi is anyway. I'm done being a victim. For once, just for once, I want to believe someone out there is here to help us." Jimin looked at the cops who were all standing around as back up and he didn't recognize a single one of them. They weren't any of the ones from before.

They saw the officer type something into his phone but weren't sure what.

Mr. Lee put his hand up. "I promise you we are here to help. Ky's name has been on our radar before."

This piqued everyone's interest.

Namjoon was still skeptical. "Oh, you mean the first time we called you and you arrested him, but then Junso paid his bail and he was set free to come and torture us to the brink of death?"

Mr. Lee raised an eyebrow. "We never received such a call. I'm willing to bet he was sent to a different department, and they were more willing to let him off on bail. We never brought Ky in over any violent disputes. At least not recently."

"What do you mean not recently?" Taehyung asked.

"May I come in?" Mr. Lee asked. The members let him in, and Mr. Lee waved to the other officers by their cars that everything was calm and they could wait outside. Some even drove away.

Jin offered the officer some nice hot tea as they took a seat around the kitchen table. Now with the lights on, Mr. Lee got a good glimpse of Jungkook's swollen and bruised face. He gently grabbed the maknae's chin and turned his face slightly to inspect it. "Did Ky do that to you? That's a nasty bruise, kiddo."

Jin didn't know there were any pieces of his heart left to be shattered, but apparently there were because he felt it in his chest. His anger and annoyance having subsided a bit, he was becoming more aware of what he'd done. He knew his simple sorry earlier would never be enough, but now that he could really see the damage on his maknae's face, he couldn't even blame Jungkook for being angry. He didn't expect forgiveness, ever. The guilt crashed inside of him like ocean waves breaking against the shore.

Jungkook shrugged. He wasn't sure how to reply to that. It wasn't Ky, but he wasn't sure he wanted to tell a cop that it was his hyung who had done it.

However, he didn't need to.

Jin confessed right there. He felt too guilty not to.

"I did that." Jin looked at Jungkook, his eyes full of tears as they crept down his cheeks. He turned to the officer and put his hands up. "I hit him really hard. I'm s-sorry. You can arrest me."

Hobi and Taehyung both gasped with shock. Jimin and Namjoon were speechless.

Mr. Lee had no clue what the hell was going on anymore. In all of his years of service, this was already turning out to be quite an interesting case. It didn't help that it involved one of the biggest bands in the world who were currently sitting around a table, apparently some of them trying to put themselves in jail. He also wasn't trying to go down in history as "the officer who arrested Jin from BTS."

Mr. Lee turned to Jungkook. "What do you want to do, son?"

Jungkook ignored the officer and turned to Jin. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Confessing my sins, maknae!" Jin turned into an instant sobbing mess. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean t-t-to-" Before he could finish, Jungkook got up and walked over to Jin and patted his back. He turned to the officer. "Sorry about this. He has a very bad concussion."

The members were confused as to why it was Jungkook, of all people, comforting Jin right now.

Jungkook wasn't even sure why he was doing it. If anything, he just wanted to move on with what the cop was really there for. They could deal with Jin later. He instantly turned the subject back to Ky. "So, back to what you were saying earlier. You've met Ky before?"

Mr. Lee scoffed as he waved his hand. "Met him? I've arrested him."

"For what?" Taehyung asked nervously. He wasn't sure he really even wanted to know.

"Gang violence. Attempted murder. Drugs. You name it, it's on his record."

Hobi leaned over and held his hand over his mouth as he gagged towards the floor.

"You're telling us he's part of a gang?" Taehyung asked. He had moved over and started rubbing Jin's back, who was still too busy sobbing into his hands to understand what was even going on anymore. Despite everyone being mad with him, they still cared about him.

"Mafia. Gang. Whatever you want to call it. Not only that, but last I knew, he worked with a lot of people." Mr. Lee sipped the hot tea as he saw the look of concern on everyone's faces. "People he would pay to impersonate others. You said cops were at the hospital for Yoongi? None of my crew was dispatched to that. Those could not have been real police."

Namjoon's mind was suddenly reeling. "The doctors...Yoongi...the hospital...officer! Please! Please send the police to the hospital! What if...what if-"

Mr. Lee smiled and put his hand up to stop Namjoon. "Already done, kiddo. As soon as Jimin here mentioned cops at the hospital, I knew they weren't mine. I sent my buddies a text and they're already headed there. I should have an update soon."

The members sighed with relief, even Jin. Although nobody could really tell the difference between his sighs and him gasping for breath at this point.

"Were they even real doctors?!" Jimin cried. "It seemed like even the doctors were all on Ky's side. They wouldn't believe a word we tried to tell them."

"They were probably real doctors, but they were probably paid off or threatened to keep their mouths shut," Mr. Lee replied.

Things still weren't making sense to Taehyung. "I'm sorry, officer, maybe I'm not understanding because I'm so exhausted but from what I'm gathering so far is that Ky was in jail once for gang, or mafia stuff, and was released. Now he has forcefully joined our band, tried to kill us all, but has been getting away with it because he's been paying people to impersonate cops and doctors? Or if not impersonate, paying them not to tell on him?"

"That...seems to add up," Mr. Lee replied.

"Why the fuck did he ever get out jail if he's still a threat? The man is a damn murderer. Even if none of us are dead, we sure as hell came close to it," Hobi replied. He suddenly felt like he was drowning again just thinking about being shoved under that water. He had to cover his mouth as he started gagging once again. Namjoon leaned over and rubbed his hyungs back to comfort him.

"It was a very long time ago, I'm talking like...he was a teenager. He had served his time but was released early due to good behavior. We hadn't heard anything about him since. Not until Jimin here posted that tweet. I have a son, and he's a huge fan of you guys, when I tell you the panic that ensued when he saw that tweet. I was off duty but immediately had to come into the station as we became flooded with calls. As soon as I read that a man named Ky was involved, I knew it was bad."

Jungkook began to cry again, and for once they weren't tears of sadness. They were tears of hope. He realized that maybe, just maybe, things might change for the better now. He glanced back at Jin and knew their relationship was currently torn to shit, but maybe with Ky out of the picture they could repair things. Although he still wasn't sure how or if he even wanted to. Just because he didn't want to see his hyung put himself in jail doesn't mean he wasn't still absolutely raging about what he'd done.

"Why would our manager be involved in all of that shit? He's been our manager for years and we haven't had any issues until Ky showed up. He was so adamant about making sure he was in this band that he didn't give a shit what Ky did to us. Always making it seem like it was our own fault." Namjoon felt like there were so many pieces of this puzzle he simply couldn't fit together.

"With things like this," Mr. Lee started, "it usually involves family ties. From my experience, if I had to make sense of this, Junso was probably doing his manager thing and Ky is probably some kind of relative who showed up and needed some kind of favor. He most likely needed something from Junso and he was using you guys to get it."

"Money," Taehyung scoffed, "He needed money. It is so obvious he needed money. Junso even tried claiming we owed him billions of dollars. I don't get it though. Why all the violence? If he needed money, why hurt us? Why beat the crap out of us and try to kill us?"

Mr. Lee pondered the question for a moment. "Was he already contracted into the band?"

"Apparently," Jungkook replied.

"If he's a member of the band and something happened to the rest of you, where you couldn't perform or well, you died, guess where all that money goes?"

"To Ky!" Namjoon replied.

Things were starting to make more sense now. The members always did what they wanted with the band's money. If Ky got rid of them, he'd receive the band's funds and have his own control over billions of dollars.

"Why the hell does he need so much money?" Jungkook asked.

"To pay off debts. The mafia world...there are no pardons. If you owe a debt, you better fucking pay it." Mr. Lee was interrupted by a short phone call. When he was done, he hung up and smiled. "Your brother, Yoongi, he's alright. He's awake and well."

It was as if for the time being, suddenly nothing else mattered in this moment. The members forgot Ky, forgot Junso, all they wanted was to go see Yoongi.

"Hyung is awake and okay?! Can you please take us to see him?! I mean, if you could please escort us...to keep us safe. Please," Taehyung cried, "We haven't been allowed to visit him at all and we're dying to see him."

"Yeah, please officer?! We can finish this discussion later but please bring us to see Yoongi!" Jimin cried.

Mr. Lee happily offered to have the boys escorted to the hospital. Hobi had to help Jin stand up, the eldest had finally collected himself but was hesitant to follow Mr. Lee. He whispered to Hobi. "Hobi-ah, I want to trust him so badly but what if he's not-"

"He is, Jin hyung. I just know it. I know he's really here to help. Okay? I trust him. And if I trust him, then you just trust me, okay?" Hobi lightly tugged Jin towards the police cars outside and the eldest gave in and followed.

As they were walking to the police cars Namjoon walked over to Jimin and whispered in his ear. "I will still be talking to you later about what you did."

Jimin gulped. His hyung sounded a bit threatening, but that was a problem for another time. Right now the most important thing was getting to Yoongi.

Within minutes, after being speedily escorted to the hospital, the members were immediately allowed in to finally see their beloved brother who they'd been painfully forced to stay separated from for what felt like an eternity.

They barged through his hospital room door and saw him sprawled out under some covers on his hospital bed. He had dark circles under his eyes and they were swollen. His eyes were also bloodshot, indicating that he'd been crying quite a lot. They could tell he was weak and in a lot of pain from everything his body had endured, but he was alive, and that was a start.

"Yoongi hyung?" Taehyung asked softly as they all made their way to his bed.

"Tae?" Yoongi whispered. His throat was dry and he coughed a bit trying to get even a simple word out.

"Hyung!" Jungkook shouted cheerfully.

Yoongi furrowed his brows. The noise was a lot. However, he would've screamed for joy too if his body had let him. He didn't understand why nobody had come to see him until now but he was grateful. This was also the first time he saw any of them since that dreadful night, so just seeing that all of his members were alive and for the most part alright made his heart do leaps of joy in his chest. Even Jin and Jungkookie are here. He instantly noticed Jungkook's messed up cheek and felt a sense of rage.

That motherfucker.

Assuming it was Ky, or it was from the car accident, he decided not to bring it up.

"Oh, Yoongi-ah!" Jin shouted. "My Yoongi!" He gently grabbed Yoongi's hand and squeezed it as he ran his fingers through Yoongi's hair. "How are you feeling? Are you feeling alright? Oh we've missed you!"

At the moment Yoongi was feeling quite loopy and exhausted and only had one other thing on his mind. He parted his lips a bit to get his words out, trying not to use too much energy.

"I-I need a damn drink."

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