{This story will go back and fourth many times. Please cheak the timings and places before reading the chapters}

Present day

Seoul, South Korea

The evening was approaching. All the street lights of Seoul lit up to welcome the elegant night. The neon green sign of the famous nightclub 'sandy' was attracting people's attention. Inside of the club only few club members were roaming around. Some bartenders were attending them. The stage was still empty but the color projector lights were moving around on it in a lazy manner making it the highlight of this place.

A man in his late forties entered the club. He was dressed in a luxurious suit. He didn't give any attention to the other people, just went to a booth and closed the door.

Then two young men entered the club after an hour. They were wearing just casual tees and jeans. The older one looked at each and every person as if he was scanning them. The other man straight went to the bar and ordered two glasses of vodka.

"Do you think he'll be coming tonight"? The older boy asked his partner.

"Maybe " the younger boy said after sipping his liquor "or maybe not"

"I just wanna end all these and go home" The older boy sat on a stool near his partner. "I couldn't sleep last night because of this assholf. God, I just wanna punch him on his face so bad" he fisted his palms and gritted his teeth.

"Look hyung, he's here" The younger boy suddenly said pointing in a direction. The other one followed his finger and saw a man came out from a booth and was going towards the lift. "Is he going upstairs? "

"Don't know, let's follow him first" Both of them left the bar and steadily started to follow the man.

Jungkook gave one last look to his almost full glass of alcohol, what a waste of money, he thought.

The man was faster than they imagined. He got into the lift and closed the door before they could reach out.

"F*ck, hyung you go to the other lift, I'll use the starecases." He started moving without finishing his words. He was step jumping to reach the upper floor early but to his disappointment when he reached the first floor he found the lift empty. He looked here and there but couldn't find any traces of their target. "F*ck, where the hell are you Park Jaehoon?"

The older man also arrived at that moment "Jungkook, have we lost him again? He dialed a number on his cellphone. "Don't worry, tonight we'll catch him at any cost" He got a response from the other side of the line immediately. "Get our boys ready and seal this area, the target had come already."

The hallway was separated with two parts. There was an open bar on left side and on the right side some rooms are placing in a row.

"Hyung, can't we just peek through all the rooms one by one? I'm damn sure he's at one of them." He couldn't hide the restlessness from his voice.

"No, he'll know then, and we're not sure how many of them are hiding here" The other male was clearly annoyed. He had to wake up all night to catch his target, so tiredness hit him like a bitch. "You go to the bar and keep looking at the rooms and I'll go upstairs" He came a bit closer to the boy "if you find something out just handle it calmly, okey?" He patted Jungkook's shoulder twice and went upstairs using the lift.

Jungkook sighed, this wasn't his first time but every criminal, every crime, every scheme was so unusual from each other that he didn't know if he could ever get tired of them. The bartender gave him an eccentric look. Jungkook just ignored him, he didn't want to engage with with other people right now but he also didn't want to behave suspicious.

After some moments the door of a room opened and a lady wearing a shot black dress came out. She was clearly drunk, walking like a snake. She came near the bar with her unsteady steps. She told the bartender to send more wine to that particular room. Her legs were shaking and she was barely holding herself up.

"Hey, are you free tonight?" Jungkook asked her. He wasn't sure why he did that but he was the person who couldn't help himself to not do anything. The girl scanned him from head to toe and snorted. Clearly showing her uninterest. Jungkook thought maybe she prefer money over looks. He didn't stop there. "So, how is Mr Park?" A playful smirk plastered on his lips "I bet, he doesn't know how to do it probably. "

She snorted again, "at least he has the calliber to shower me with money. "

Jungkook got what he wanted. He quickly ran to the room where the girl came from. He took out his revolver and opened the door without wasting a second but it's surprising that he couldn't find anyone. The room was empty. He cheaked out the bathroom, no one was there.

Then he saw an another door in the wall, closed. He tried to open it up but it was locked from the other side. He didn't want to go back and sit on the bar's stool again so he thought of an idea. He looked at the dressing wardrobe. After some seconds he got what he wanted. A hair pin, he opened the locked door easily with it. But the view in front of him had blown his mind away.

A twelve-year old kid was laying lifeless on a duvet, naked, his hands were tied with the headstand of the bed. His body was filled with bruises and patches. There were dried blood stains on the white bedcover and his legs. Jungkook tried to woke him up but he was too weak to open his eyes. A small puff heft the kid's mouth when Jungkook touched him.

He was going to take out his phone from his pocket but he was caught by two guys from the back. He didn't get the time to fight back. One of them punched him on his face, other one kicked on his stomach. He groaned in pain. When he looked up he saw that man, Jaehoon looking at him with a dreadful expression.

"Now who the hell are you? " Jaehoon held jungkook's chin up to see him well. "Ah, another cop." He left his chin in disgust and went to bed near the kid. "Just take him already you morons. Now let me make love to my sweetheart." He touched the boy's leg like he had never touched anything before.

Jungkook was dragged from there to that previous room like a rag, his revolver was taken away, his phone fell on the floor during that scuffle. He knew that this was not a great time to show his bravery but that dying kid's miserable face made him more desperate to fight back. He closed his eyes, gathered his thoughts.

"Oh the police" he screamed. The goons got startled for a second, Jungkook took the opportunity and unpinned his one arm. He used that hand to pull a goon's head and banged it with his own. The goon let out a cry and sat on the floor grabbing his head with his hands. Jungkook also got hurt but he ignored it.

Before the other would do anything Jungkook hit him hard right on his balls. He immediately lifted his revolver from the ground and told them to put their hands up.

Jaehoon sensed something was fishy, he came out of the other room and saw two of his men were sitting on the ground with widen eyes, before he could say a word a gun was shoved on his head from the back. He got still.

"Move" Jungkook pushed him forward. Jayhoon obeyed. He went towards the entrance. When he opened the door another hand with a revolver came and put the object on his forehead.

"Yoongi hyung, thank god it's you. " Jungkook pushed the evil man again to get him out of the room. "Just handcuff him. There's a boy here." Jungkook placed his gun on his waist pocket "let me take him out first." He rushed to the other room.

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It was past midnight. A toyota corolla was running on the road, slightly above the maximum traffic speed. A song of a famous kpop band BTS was playing on the radio. "Jungkook, just drop me near my apartment, okey?" Yoongi couldn't able to open his eyes properly. He was too exhausted to move an inch. "I don't wanna go to your house".

"No, yours is more than four kms ahead from mine, I'm tired too hyung. " Jungkook suppressed a yawn. "And my brother is also outside the country, so.." He left the main road and drove through an alley. "You're staying with me tonight."

"Like I care huh, he's the one who ditched me" Yoongi snorted, "by the by why didn't you go to the hospital? Your face is perfectly ruined" He touched jungkook's face to see if it was hurting or not.

"Ouch! Hyung stop" he pulled his face away from his senior's grip. "Those morons don't know how to respect beauty, damn it" he groaned "they were clearly jealous of my handsome face. "

Yoongi chuckled "you're sounding like Jin hyung." He looked through the car's window. The almost empty street of Seoul was looking like a dreamland, a land where he was born and spent half of his precious youth, cant be a dream, right? "Hey, when we shall arrive, do give me a pillow and a warm blanket, I'm too exhausted to go the bed.." He yawned loudly and then colsed his eyes. The song was so relaxing, he didn't want to wake up anymore.

Jungkook parked his car outside of his house. His one storey house was cozy and perfect for two to three people. He piggybacked his sleepyhead senior to his brother's room. In this process he hurted his abdomin a bit more. He covered the other man with a blanket and went straight to take a shower.

The warm water was falling on his cold skin like a spring. He let out all his worries, distress in the flow. His head was hurting too because of overwork. He let out a whimper when he pressed too hard in his belly in the process of applying soap. But these things only increased his hatred for crime and criminals.

A salted droplet fell out from his eyes when he recalled that kid's bruised face. He hated criminals but chasing and catching them didn't make him fulfilled. He needed a warm hug at a time like this. Maybe somewhere around the world someone was awaiting for him to hug too.

He turned off the water and went near his bed. That 'someone' can wait a little longer but for now he needed to embrace his pillow the most.
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