With the same sound of Jimin's sly voice making an impression on Jungkook; the boy stood still and let out a sharp exhale. One side of him was excited that Jimin was here however, the majority of his feelings were more afraid of Jimin. “He's off… His medications…” Jungkook thought and just before he stepped forward, he received another audio.

“Jimin… please I don't want to play… Please talk to me…” Jungkook spoke out and looked around the room nervously. In seconds, the lights switched off, his Bluetooth speaker turned on, and connected so suddenly. Only seconds after, Jungkook was greeted to a song, however, hearing the eerie silence hidden over the tune, gave Jungkook goosebumps as he ran around to look for Jimin instantly.

The sound of the song echoing through the living room left Jungkook heart pounding to the upbeat song. It was ironic for Jimin to play such a song when he was obviously scaring the boy. Jungkook desperately looked through cabinets and behind every furniture. Jimin wasn't in the kitchen nor the living room. Before Jungkook could step foot in the hall, the music stopped as he suddenly stood still and heard shuffling as if Jimin was moving to another spot. With a while Jungkook took, standing in place and anxiety weighing in, the music finally played as Jungkook was free to move around. Suddenly, Jungkook dashed into his own room where he heard shuffling coming from and noticed a silhouette sitting over the bed as if he could finally see Jimin. Jungkook eyed the figure he made out as Jimin as he tried to flip the lights on, but the power in his apartment was dead.

“Jimin… is t-that you?” Jungkook asked in slight fear with a tremble to his voice. Within seconds, he noticed the silhouette tilt its head so suddenly as it rose both hands up that carried a rope. After the figure shook its head, denying he was Jimin, Jungkook stepped further back and that's when the music suddenly stopped. “Jimin… You're scaring m-me…” Jungkook whispered once more. Right when he stood in place, his thoughts fell onto the door to leave the apartment. Just as the figure stared into Jungkook's soul, the music played, and that's when Jungkook made his way out of the room in a rush.

His heart was beating so quickly as he just knew that figure couldn't be Park Jimin. He wasn't so sure where Jimin was, but he knew that he couldn't stay in his own place for that long to find out who it was. Jungkook reached the door; but before he could touch the cold knob, Jungkook felt arms wrap around his body to hold him in tightly. This however, didn't feel like Jimin one bit! Jungkook's eyes widened and before he could even think of screaming for help, he was met with the piercing feeling of a needle meet his shoulder where his tattoo was. The T-shirt Jungkook wore, made it easy to inject through the weak fabric.

“There's no escape, Jungkook… Why did you think Jimin would ever leave you without a proper goodbye?” Asked the man holding Jungkook back and before Jungkook could close his eyes, he recognized the voice as Yoongi himself. “You poor thing…” Yoongi whispered. Setting Jungkook onto the floor once he closed his eyes. “Come and help me, Jimin doesn't like it when we're late.” Yoongi spoke out into the dark room as Hoseok appeared after and wrapped the rope around Jungkook to keep him tied up. “Where's Taehyung?”

“I left him home. I didn't want him to distract me from work today.” Hoseok answered and finished tying the boy down. “Why is it everytime Jimin needs to do something about Jungkook, he has to hire at least one of us?” The smiling man asked as Yoongi shrugged after.

“I'm his close friend, he chooses you when he knows Jungkook is afraid of that scary smile of yours. Besides, I never expected us to get along with your people. When you suddenly claimed Taehyung, I thought he would die in your hands… But, I never expected you to love him like that. Sorry for giving you that scar over your face… If I knew hurting you meant Taehyung had to be hurt too, I wouldn't have done it.” Yoongi mentioned as Hoseok picked Jungkook up in his arms and turned his gaze to look at Yoongi.

“There's a lot of things you don't know about me. I'm very kind to my Taehyung. At times, he forgets he was ever purchased since I love him so much. So, once you caused the scar over my face, you know I had to do it to my Taehyung. Once the Master gets hit, the pet gets the same treatment.” Hoseok told Yoongi and threw Jungkook over his shoulder. “Once the Master gets a tattoo, the pet will have one too.”

“No wonder Jimin never wanted to hurt Jungkook…” Thought Yoongi. With that, Yoongi disconnected his phone from the Bluetooth speaker and walked out of the apartment with Hoseok soon after. Right outside the apartment was a black van parked in front as Hoseok stepped in first to set Jungkook in before walking to the driver's seat to sit and drive Yoongi and Jungkook to Jimin. Along the way there, Yoongi eyed Jungkook right behind him as he felt bad for the boy like this. Having to leave Jimin and then come home to this... Jungkook just couldn't have a break.

Sooner or later, Hoseok and Yoongi reached the building where Jimin's penthouse was. The two didn't spend another minute for their time to slip away from their hands, and took Jeon Jungkook all the way up to Jimin's place. There, Park Jimin waited for his Jungkook; gazing out the large windows of the skyscraper and out to the city lights below him. Jimin stood there waiting until he heard the elevator doors finally chime and pull apart.

“How is he?” Jimin suddenly asked and looked back to see Hoseok carrying his lover over his shoulder. “Don't tell me you hurt him…”

“No struggle at all, Jungkook has been asleep since.” Assured Yoongi as Hoseok set the tied and unconscious boy over the couch. “When are we leaving for Japan?”

“Tonight. I was able to get his passport once he left a few of his things here. Such a clumsy and cute boy…” Jimin whispered into his plain emotion as he continued to gaze out the window to the city below him. “...I absolutely love him to death…”

“Boss, you need to take some medications before you go… You can't sit still in a jet without them.” Yoongi claimed. Noticing the creepy atmosphere Jimin gave off when he was already a day off his medications. “Why don't you take them now?”

“I'll take them before the ride, thank you. Tell everyone I'm going to Japan soon. I don't want them to look surprised when I step in and get a wave of questions thrown over my head.” The man spoke into his low and serious tone before finally pulling away from the windows and approaching Jungkook over the couch. “The rope isn't too tight around his body, is it?”

“No, it isn't. I made sure it wasn't.” Hoseok answered as Yoongi watched Jimin stand in front of the young boy and grow silent. Carefully, Jimin crouched and ran his hands up Jungkook's body before pressing his head against Jeon Jungkook's forehead. Missing the feeling of having Jungkook this close.

“Oh Jeon Jungkook...I missed you…so much...” Jimin whispered to the boy's ear and at that moment, Yoongi finally noticed that underneath Jimin's loose behavior without his medicine, this was the most sane he's ever been in hours. To Park Jimin, he felt like he could finally breathe just knowing that Jungkook was right in front of him. For the longest, Jimin felt as if he was lost at sea; gasping on every last breath while every second he was drowning, was delayed as he was stuck at sea. However, everything seemed to change once he came back into Jungkook's life uninvited. Jimin had no other choice and just knew if Jungkook was right in front of him, he would be able to breathe like he could before.

“I spent endless hours… Losing every breath without dying and it felt like torture. Finally having you back under my wing makes me so happy… But oh how it makes me angry. I feel like throwing another episode because of how bad you left me, but I don't blame you… I blame myself.” Jimin whispered and lightly kissed Jungkook's cheek before rolling his hair back carefully. “I felt your tears hit my heart like knives after you left and every second I swallowed poison to numb the pain, but no amount of poison can heal me from my broken heart deep down.” Jimin continued to whisper as Jungkook was still laying there. Jimin knew Jungkook couldn't hear, but he just knew he had to let this out and hold his lover this close once more. Even if they weren't lovers now, Jimin never thought of Jeon Jungkook as his ex.

“I love you.” Jimin spoke carefully into the boy's ear and pressed his head down to rest over the thick rope holding Jungkook down. “I'll take you everywhere I go now… And we don't ever have to feel a crack over our hearts, isn't that amazing?!” Jimin whispered and dried his own tears while his hands never pried away from Jungkook's body. “You're all mine… I told you there was no escape…” After Jimin spoke those words, Jungkook slowly batted his eyes awake; but, he was still silent. He heard half of Jimin's words and couldn't think of anything, nor say anything else. He was in a half-sleep state. With that, Jimin looked at Jungkook once more before his caring stare, switched into a dark and scary glare. “Go to sleep… It's just a dream, Jungkook…” Jimin told the boy. Slowly raising his hand. That's when Hoseok took out another syringe from the pocket of his coat, and handed it to Jimin.

The man stared at his Jungkook in the eyes while he slowly uncapped the syringe and rose it over Jungkook's shoulder, inserting the needle once more as Jimin watched a tear roll down Jungkook's eyes from the pain and that's when his eyes drew closed for another hour again. “Goodnight…” Jimin whispered blankly. Yoongi however, watched this many times but this time, it made his heart heavy. He remembered having to do that to the boy before; yet now, it seemed more painful just knowing that the couple has been through so much. Watching them become silent in front of each other, left Yoongi worrying over Jimin's mental health most importantly.

“I'll be packing. Keep an eye over him and as soon as I'm done, we leave to Japan. I no longer have any business to attend here. I already got what I needed.” Jimin spoke into a frustrated behavior as he then rolled his hair back and made his way to the bedroom. Leaving Jungkook to lay there and sleep for another hour until departure.

Long hours slowly passed by as Jungkook was still greeted to pitch darkness. His eyes were still shut from the substance within the syringe and all he could remember was cars transferring him places until he batted his eyes open to see that there was a wool bag over his own face. Jungkook was afraid. When he had a grasp of his consciences, he was struck again with another needle along the way. He was afraid now and memories of looking for Jimin at his apartment; grew blurry to him now. Yet, he still recalled Jimin's caring and sad words whispered to his ear before they departed from South Korea.