Third Person's P. O. V.

#Warning: Violence and Torture 

"Wait..wait..please, I don't know..I really don't" "Then I have no use of you anyway" a deep voice threatened, his steps strikingly loud against the silent shadowy basement.

"Noo! No-" the man violently thrashed as the chains tightened around his neck, choking him and cutting through the skin as blood trickled down. "So you know nothing of where the vault is kept? Tell me who knows" the deep voice spoke fearsomely close, the man choking further when the chain tightened threatening him to speak.

"Being this dumb will only make your death more painful" the voice growled getting frustrated.

A shot was fired and the man wailed in severe pain, watching the blood spew out of his wounded knee and begged to his capturer to be set free but to no avail. The burning muzzle of the glock pressed at the side of his head now as his capturer cocked the gun.

"Wait! Urghh..B-Byun" the man choked out gasping for air "..that's a-all I know..pl-please.." "Where is the vault!?" "I d-don't know" the gun pressed harder at his head "please..no..I don't! Don't know! I swear! No-N-"

A shot echoed to cut off all the screams and soon enough a tall slender man emerged out of the door of the basement, pushing his gun in the holster as he fixed his hair with his other hand, quite glad that there weren't any ugly splatters of blood and guts all over him. He hated when he had to take the tortures up a notch because those swines want to be stubborn.

He preferred clean kills, less hassle and easier on the mind.

Maybe tonight he wouldn't have to get dead drunk to get some sleep.

Jimin walked around the living room to finally take a seat on the couch by Namjoon, two large plates of French fries and sandwiches in hand as he constantly had to swat away Hoseok from stealing extras and tried to pay attention to their heavy discussion on politics, society, crimes, epidemics, emergencies, and so much of everything that it became difficult for him to follow.

They were lounging at home as they usually did on the weekends.

"So he finally made you give him a chance huh?" Hoseok leaned in to ask Jimin who in turn leaned in to listen. "Only because he knocked me up" the blond replied with a smirk making Hoseok cackle at his cheeky tongue. It is this playful side of him that blended with his mochi side to effectively make him the most approachable and fun person. Hoseok couldn't help but squeeze his cheeks in mirth "Congratulations on that again" "But he makes living with him so difficult at times, being irritatingly bossy and strict for no reason" Jimin complains the first chance he gets.

"Where's Jin?" Yoongi asked suddenly realizing that he wasn't there.

"Downstairs, like he is all the time" Hoseok replied stealthily picking another fry while Jimin was happily distracted with Namjoon, resting against his shoulder as the ex-colonel softly chided him fearing he'd upset his stomach again for eating too much and the blond argued poutily. Talk about Namjoon being bossy and strict, one should learn from the little mochi how to use being cute and pregnant as a fail-proof war-winning scheme!

"Are you sure this is helping him? I mean he barely speaks these days" Jimin asked concerned as he joined in on the conversation again.

"Come on, give him some credit. What he couldn't learn in years during high school he learnt that in the last six weeks!" Hoseok said remembering Jin's awful taekwondo skills.

"I think it's always good to channel one's emotions to become one's strength" Namjoon agreed taking a sip of his coffee "he's doing well".

"But I'm still not sure about this, I know it's for his own good, I'm just.." Yoongi said absent-mindedly scraping the edge of his seat "it scares me to think how reckless he had been to follow actual criminals, without any back up, or weapon, or any protection whatsoever. It scares me to think what could have happened to him. I don't want him to think he can ever go back to try something like that just because he has a bit of a self defense training."

A palling silence hung around as if the fear of how close they had been to losing Jin grabbed at their hearts all of a sudden.

"Jungkook contacted me" Namjoon said finally breaking the silence.

"About time" Hoseok groaned, Yoongi chuckled and eyed him knowingly "too restless aren't we?"

Hoseok's eyes instantly set on him.

"I know you went to the address of the container" Yoongi cleared.

"I was worried"

"You mean curious"

"Jungkook told you something didn't he?"

"You tried to check up on him didn't you?"

"It's my job-"

"I told you not to do that!"

"Why won't you tell me then!"

"Well, Jungkook wants to meet and talk to us, so I guess he doesn't need to" Namjoon cuts in "and if this is what you call domestic, I really don't want to be around when you go non-domestic" he said a bit terrified of the two as he tried to enjoy his coffee.

"Try living with a person who always thinks he knows best!"

"Try caring for someone who thinks bullets can't hurt him"

Hoseok's eyes softened at the words as he tried keeping his glare on Yoongi.

"Trust me, this is pretty domestic for them" Jimin assures Namjoon with a smile, who couldn't stop the chuckle seeing Jimin cutely roll his eyes at them as he leaned in to press his lips to the side of his head.

His eyes were suddenly drawn to the figure appearing in the background and watched Jin walk up the stairs flashing a small smile in greeting as his eyes met Namjoon's.

Jin had been over zealous about the training, practicing for hours daily to hone his skills so acutely that Hoseok would have to often warn him not to over work himself. The first couple weeks were almost life-threatening, Hoseok felt like Jin was enjoying torturing his own body to unnatural levels of of exertion and watched the boy groan to even move a muscle after a day's training and yet be up next morning to resume.

But the real fear began when Hoseok had taken him to the shooting range. He had never imagined that such a day would come and was more nervous than Jin while explaining the basics of target practice.

The first recoil that had almost dislodged Jin's shoulder, had actually dislodged Hoseok's heart a bit as the voice in his head kept telling him that this wasn't right, Jin was not made for this but decided to abide by his best friend's request.

Hoseok watched Jin converse with Jimin and Namjoon as a small smile adorned his face as he affectionately rubbed at the blond's stomach which was still devoid of any bump, watched him pick up a French fry  and chew on it being well aware how Jin had forever hated fries and his eyes went to share a glance with Yoongi, who knew exactly what he was thinking.

Yes, Jin had succeeded in strengthening himself but the healing was yet to occur. It's as if the best part of him went into a cryogenic sleep and he is surviving on only what is left of him.

Jin heard the car door shut while Hoseok opened the door and waited. He couldn't move his eyes as Jungkook entered, healed and healthy, dressed in his usual white tee and jeans, his head held low as he kept avoiding their eyes, tension thick in his every move. Although there was a tower of questions Jin had thought to ask a moment ago all was lost when their eyes met.

"How have you been Kook?" Jungkook saw Jin's eyes stay on him as he gulped, making him instantly realize how badly they had parted the last time, how recklessly and illogically he had acted, and received the fitting punishment as well.

But a tiny ray of hope swirled as he heard the concern in his voice, he didn't think Jin would want to ever talk to him again after the disaster he had dragged him into.

His steps had frozen by the door as he watched everyone and the usual fear crept up but he knew he had to deal with this no matter what, he couldn't hide it forever and truly he didn't want to.

"Better" he saw Jin nod at his words, "You lost weight" Jungkook thought out loud but didn't receive any reply.

"What happened?" Hoseok couldn't wait anymore, his curiosity getting the best of him. "It's like you got wiped out from the face of the earth, I ran out of excuses to give and was this close to telling Chief that aliens abducted you or something!"

"Yeah..umm" he scratched the back of his neck as a weak smile grew on his lips "sorry about that, I just" his eyes flickered back to Jin who was still watching him with those blank brown eyes, waiting.

"I need to talk to you" Jungkook decided to get it over with and Namjoon ushered him to the couch as everyone else gathered around, Yoongi dragged out a chair from the dining table to take a seat beside Jin.

"This is not going to be easy, and if you feel like I should not keep contact with all of you, I will understand" Jungkook's hands were clasped so tight that the veins popped out as his jittery eyes roamed about "just hear me out ok? There's nothing much to explain but I'll possibly still try..so" he gulped loudly and picked up his head "you all are important to me".

The silence that took over was too burdensome as everyone waited, their gazes unmoving from the boy.

"I am a spy" he didn't have to look to know the vivid snap that echoed in the air making their trust and friendship crumple "I have been working for Axel all this time".

Not a seconds' waste when Hoseok had his head slammed on to the low hardwood table in the middle.

"What?!!!" "Hobi wait!" Jimin squeaked as Yoongi tried to pry him off.

"Hoseok! Calm down! Let him talk!" Namjoon ordered while Jin aided Yoongi to have Hoseok settle down.

"That's why you didn't want me to check your profile? Huh? It's all lies?! Fucking asshole! How dare you?!"

"Hoseok!" Namjoon thundered as he pulled him off of him, shoving him to his seat "stay there and let him talk".

Jungkook rubbed away the little blood that had seeped from the cut at the edge of his mouth with the back of his hand, his cheek had a palpable bruise but he sighed and resumed.

"I was put on work right after the mission at the dockyard failed, I was supposed to report back the on-goings of the investigations and to track where the Major had been hiding" he paused huffing a short sigh "because I had failed to kill him".

This sent a chill through everyone.

"You were the one I shot?" Namjoon felt his heart clench as Jungkook nodded to confirm his assumption.

Silence took over again.

"So what's your explanation for all this?" Yoongi asked leaning as he put his elbows on his knees and pressed his chin on his knuckles.

"There's more" Jungkook couldn't help tge sarcastic chuckle that left his lips "it gets better, I promise". A cynical smile arise but one could easily trace the tears pricking his eyes and now Jin was beginning to feel confused and upset, very upset.

"Remember the kid Officer Kim rescued?"

Hoseok perked up at the question "You mean Taehyung's mother? Axel blackmailed the bureau and made her give up the kid to them right?" He inquired turning to Namjoon who nodded "I have the documents about the exchange, Axel acquired the kid by abducting the then Commissioner and the bureau had forced Officer Kim to give up the kid but what does that-" "I was the kid" Jungkook's words were low and he stared back at Namjoon whose alarmed eyes revealed everything the other needed to know.

"You mean..You are.." Namjoon's frown deepened, his usual calm began to slip as he connected the dots "that kid was identified as Kai and Sunmi's child. Officer Kim must have known, that's why she rescued you didn't she?"

Hoseok instantly caught on the issue as his head snapped to Jungkook.

"Who is this Kai?" A feeble voice rose in the middle of all such shocking revelations and Jungkook took the chance as he stared back at Jin "the one who controls Axel".

Jungkook patiently answered all their queries, trying his best not to breakdown as he saw their attitude change, getting distant and closed off with every question till all that was left was a deadening silence that no one dared to break.

So he decided to do it himself.

"I need your help. I want to prove to you that I am not one of them" he turned to Namjoon with pleading eyes "I have a plan but I cannot help him alone, he doesn't want to accept it but he's going to need our help if he really plans to succeed in this game".

"What are you talking about?" Namjoon for the first time through the entire conversation looked absolutely pale as his face went rigid.

"Two weeks ago when the cast on my hand was removed the first thing I was put to do by Axel was to keep an eye on Taehyung, and soon enough he found out about it and confronted me, threatening me not to breathe a word to anyone about it" he looked at Hoseok "a few of Rayden's men went missing, you got the report on it right?"

"Yeah, but nothing was found, no DNA, clothes, not even their cars, nothing. It's a weird case" "Taehyung has been tortu-umm using them to get information about the weapons vault Axel had stolen. I have no idea what he is planning but it is definitely a dangerous game to play" Jungkook informed.

"What about the code? Did he find anything about it? The vault is of no use without the code" Namjoon spoke suddenly getting too keen about the issue, after all it was government property and if Taehyung can actually get it back from the hands of those terrorists maybe he could still be saved and brought back and have his name cleared of all those filthy crimes, there would still be hope for him to live a life outside that carnage.

"If Axel had the code they'd have used it by now" Yoongi stated being deep in thought "I bet it's not with them".

"True" Jungkook's words grabbed at their attention again "this will hopefully be the last of shocking revelations for today".

"You know-" "Don't tell me, you asshole! You-" "Hoseok will you let the boy speak!"

Jungkook couldn't pick up his eyes as Yoongi and Namjoon managed to hold down Hoseok from hurting the boy again.

"I was not supposed to find it so I just" he fished out a small pager like device "I didn't know what to do about it" and carefully handed it to Namjoon. "I wasn't sure whom to trust and was scared that if Axel found out I had handed it to the General I'd lose my life"

Namjoon took it and stared not comprehending fully how this was possible, they had raked through hell and heaven in search of it and now out of nowhere it just casually landed in his hands!

"The boy, Taehyung's brother, he found it and I saw him fighting over it with Jin-Young, after the explosion things scattered, everything was too scary and fuzzy. I didn't know whether to run or hide and was so confused and I..I found it and decided to keep it to myself, afraid what Axel could do if they got their hands on it. I had seen enough blood and death that night to last me a life time" "Wow this boy! I can't believe him, are you really going to believe him Namjoon?! He is a rat! A very good one at that! You think we are stupid or something? I'll get the cuffs, I can't sit here and listen to him talk all this and not do anything about it" Hoseok hurried inside as Jungkook watched him with fear and guilt before his eyes went to lock with Jin's.

Jungkook felt his heart give out at the look of absolute disappointment on Jin's face, his shocked eyes staring at him in disbelief.

He pressed his mouth to a line and let his eyes fall to the floor. He wanted to plead, wanted to yell out and tell him he was wrong to judge him, it wasn't his fault and he would take any punishment to atone his lies, anything that will make that disgust go away from Jin's eyes.

But he knew he had this coming, he knew to show them how much he valued them he had to earn it back, and lies can never help him through this.

They could hear a scuffle break out inside as Yoongi tried to calm Hoseok down, and Namjoon still sat keenly eyeing the device.

"I understand you had your reasons Jungkook, but...if you had given this to me earlier" his eyes were sad as he spoke and tried to gulp down the hurt "Taehyung probably would not have to sacrifice himself to Axel".

Jungkook stunned knowing absolutely well that it was true but the sob that left Jin's chest on hearing this tore through his skin like a punishing lash, he couldn't watch as Jin stumbled trying to hurry away to hide his tears, his gasping cries echoed through the hollows of his bones and he could not hold his tears anymore.

But in the end, one has to live with it and accept that untold truths often end up becoming waves that drown us...

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**[A/N] If you read the prologue to this story you know that I mentioned that I wasn't sure whether I wanted it to be a m-preg one or not when I had started writing, so today I'm going to clarify it. Just wanted to tell you that I decided to make it a m-preg.

I'm really sorry to those of you who are not comfortable with it but this is how the plot intends I guess.

For those who are ok with it...I hope you enjoy where this is going 😁

I purple you all 💜