Baekhyun sat in the monitor room trying to find anything he could that would help him find Y/N.

He had watched the clip of her at Cabana more than 60 times hoping that he might stumble upon something useful. Jaebum was on the monitor right beside him, trying his best to get a lead. Their usually calm and composed team leader had now lost all his cool.

Suddenly the phone to their private line rang. He looked at Jaebum who motioned for him to pick it up.

"Hello"

"Why you sad? I don't know, Nan Molla"

His eyes widened.

"Y/N, it's Y/N", he screamed at Jaebum who got on his feet starting the software to point her location.

"BANG BANG BANG, da kkomjjal mara, da kkomjjak mara..."

Baekhyun scribbled as fast as he could writing everything she sang into a notepad.

"Iri naenwa, ginjanghae da, ggeutpandaejang.. We are bulletproof, we are bulletproof"

Seeing the phone I knew where I had to call. I picked it up quietly making sure Jimin couldn't hear me. After turning it silent, I called the first private line I could to the Bureau.

Baekhyun picked up and I knew I had to tell him everything without Jimin knowing outside that what I wad doing.

As soon as I said the 'why you sad, I don't know Nan molla' I knew he would understand. I tried communicating everything I wanted to by using song lyrics.

The BANG BANG was for the name of the club which I had seen on a tissue paper lying on the floor. The ' we are bulletproof' was to indicate I had been taken by Bangtan since Bangtan in English meant Bulletproof.

I was about to sing something more when the phone died. I looked at it aghast. Blank screen. Fuck.

Outside the stall Jimin banged on the door. "STOP FUCKING SINGING AND GET OUT RIGHT NOW"

Not sure what to do with the phone, I dropped it in the pot and flushed it. It was as good as nothing now. Dead phones couldn't be tracked.

When I came out he was looking at me angrily. "What the hell were you doing?"

"I like to sing when I pee, you got a problem with that?"

"I don't have the fucking time to listen to you fucking sing kid. So shut the fuck up and move"

"Should I wash my hands or not?", I asked him questioningly. He glared at me so dangerously that I quickly opened the tap, wetting my hands and rubbing the soap in before following him outside.

"HELLO? HELLO? Y/N", Baekhyun yelled into the phone. But no voice.

He looked at Jaebum.

"The phone got cut. The call lasted 23 seconds. I need a minimum of 30 to track", he said disappointed.

"Y/N is alive, she is alive", Baekhyun said feeling so grateful to hear her. Jaebum nodded patting the man on his back.

"Now, what is all that she said? Let us decipher"

The men sat down as they studied the lyrics.

"The first line, Why you sad one is our agent code. That is how I knew it was Y/N. Second one, bang bang... the line means ... ' no body move, bang bang bang'."

Baekhyun rubbed the edge of the pencil in his head, trying to figure what it meant.

"No body move...", Jaebum began. "Move... it could be a location"

Baekhyun's eyes widened. "Search every location in and around Seoul with the name 'Bang Bang'"

Baekhyun immediately put in the words and around 1800 places popped up.

"Oh fuck"

"We cannot search all these places. We need more information", Baekhyun said.

"How about we decode the last lyrics and that could maybe provide something to us"

"We are bulletproof, we are bulletproof, we are bulletproof....", Baekhyun chanted continiouslly with his eyes closed until he stopped on the word bulletproof and his eyes shot open.

"Hyung", he began and Jaebum looked at him.

"Bulletproof in Korean means Bangtan"

Jaebum dropped his pencil as the both of them looked at each other aghast.

"Bangtan took Y/N"

When I came back into the room with Jimin, there were a couple of men which weren't there before.

I was ushered back to the site where I was standing prior until my eyes fell on a pair in the side. It was Yifan standing with a girl. The girl looked young, no more than 17 or 18 years. Yifan was saying something to her in a hushed tone while his hand roamed on her thighs. The girl shifted uncomfortably and I could see tears in her eyes.

I looked away not being able to see the girl getting harassed like this - it was too personal and triggered a bad memory which I wanted to forget so desperately. I could hear her whimpers and looked again to see him grab her bare butt from under her skirt.

She pleaded to him not to do it but he wouldn't stop. She tried to push him away but he just stepped closer and slapped her. This is when I lost my cool. I wriggled myself out of Jimin's hold before rushing to the girl's side and holding her up.

"Who the fuck are you?", he said to me in my face.

At this moment Yoongi and all the other boys had their attention on the scene, trying to figure out what happened. Jimin rushed past Yoongi to bring Yura back but the elder just stopped him.

"If she said no, then you should understand it is a no"

I heard him laugh hysterically before turning to Yoongi. "I see you have a feminist whore here", he mocked me.

He turned to me but now this time his eyes were dark. "Little girl here thinks she is too brave?"

I stayed silent as he continued speaking. At this point the young girl was standing behind me, clutching my shirt tightly. I could feel her shaking behind me with fear.

"Listen to me you whore, stay out of my business. You might be Yoongi's personal slut or whatever but I will not hesitate to put you in your place"

With that he tried to pull the girl from behind me but I slapped his hand away.

"How about instead of her, I take you huh?", with that he groped my butt and in reflex I curled my hands into a fist before punching him straight in the face.

Yifan felt on his back, his nose bleeding crazy as he saw the girl tower in front of him.

"If she says no, then it is a no. Do you understand?", I bent down as I held him by the collar. He stayed silent, glaring at me angrily while wiping his nose. No one dared to butt in now, as they all saw Yura beat Yifan up. Namjoon just chuckled to himself. He hated Yifan and seeing that guy get beat up made a very entertaining show.

I stood up and turned on my heels to go back to where the girl was until I heard him stand up. I turned around to see he was about to hit me but a hand held his own.

Yoongi.

"Don't dare to even touch her", he said to him in the lowest voice possible. Seeing him so angry even Yifan stepped back. I was all ready to throw hands if the need was until Jungkook came in and pulled me back.

"Take her out", Yoongi said and I was pulled out of the scene against my will. Jungkook and Taehyung took me out of the club and into the car that was waiting by the curb. No one said until a word until Jungkook punched the wall in anger.

"What the hell were you thinking when you punched Yifan?"

"He was asking for it. He shouldn't have done that to me"

Before I could say something more I felt a tight slap on my face. "Do you think we care about what Yifan did to you? Because of you he might get into a beef with us now"

I stood there, my hand placed on my cheek which was stinging so bad and must have probably swollen completely.

A couple of minutes later Yoongi and the other boys came out. A bag was put on my head and I was forced in. Back in the mansion, Hyuna saw my swollen cheek as she approached me with some ice.

"Who did this?", she asked pressing the ice lightly on my cheeks.

"Jungkook"

She let out a small laugh. Her expression told me that he had done this to her too.

"Jimin and Jungkook are a little aggressive and they can be a little violent"

"Little?", I asked sarcastically. "Ever since I came here or more like was brought here, I have been slapped by Jungkook four times, thrice by Jimin and punched once. And you say they are a little violent?"

She stayed silent and continued to do what she was doing. The door flung open and both me and Hyuna looked in that direction.

A visibly pissed Yoongi was standing there and it seemed like I sure as hell was fucked.