felt the car slow down. sehun must have made the shot. he twisted the ring on his finger, looking through the front windshield.

sehun sighed in relief. he wiped the sweat off his head, resting his hands on the wheel. he swerved around to the back of a black forest.

kyungsoo nodded his head, "finally we lost them."

"blindfold him."

jin squirmed, "hell no, nobody is blindfolding me."

chanyeol pointed his gun back at jin's forehead. jin did not want to die today. he was sure the boys would come to get him soon. jin heaved a sigh as he allowed the boy behind him to blindfold him.

"fuck you." jin mumbled while his vision became black.

"seriously kai." baekhyun rolled his eyes, "there were eight of them and you picked him."

"i wouldn't have had to pick any of them if you had gotten what we were looking for."

"chill." chen deadpanned, "we will get suho back no matter what it takes."

the boys pulled jin along with them as they entered their magnificent villa. xiumin took the blindfold off jin as they entered.

kyungsoo raised his eyebrows, "where's he going to stay."

"it's jin."

"did i ask?"

they all looked towards sehun. sehun's eyes were closed, lost in thought. this was a last-minute decision for them.

"he can stay in the basement."

jin retorted, "my handsome face deserves better treatment than that."

"do you fucking think you are royalty?"

"yes, i know i'm royalty bitch."

"there's no way i'm sending kai on a mission again."

a wave of nodding heads met kai. jin had nearly completed his mission, annoy the brain cells out of them.

"i'm sorry." kai drawled, "you didn't specify."

a flash of anger passed kai, he glanced towards lay in the corner mindlessly spewing hate at him.

"i kinda have a bullet in my arm if you don't mind."

"chanyeol you're in charge of jin."

"why me?" chanyeol groaned, "kai choose him!"

chanyeol pouted. he crossed his hands, stomping his feet. he huffed as he glanced at jin. jin stared back into chanyeol's eyes. he tried to make a straight face. even in the face of danger, jin struggled to stay quiet.

chanyeol dragged jin by the arm. he sighed as he pulled jin down the stairs into the cold basement.

chanyeol stared at the blonde-haired man, "sit."

"on what." jin squeaked, "do you expect me to sit on the floor?"

chanyeol sent a glare towards jin,

"my royal ass deserves better treatment than this."

jin plopped to the ground. the room fell into still silence. he twisted the plain black ring on his finger.

a smile washed over jin's face, "do you want to hear a joke?"

chanyeol glared. jin shrugged. he didn't care. he would say his joke anyway.

"what do you call a fake noodle?"

jin exploded into a fit of laughter, "an impasta."

jin threw his head back as his famous laugh echoed inside the room.

chanyeol stood up. he strutted towards jin, smashing his foot into the ground.

"oh shit-"

jin stumbled to stand up and make a run for it.

"did you hear about the italian chef who died?"

chanyeol lunged at jin. jin swerved left as he ran. he flailed his arms around as he dashed like a maniac.

"he pasta way!"

"that's it!" chanyeol screamed, "you're dead now!"

jin's stomach hurt from his ear-piercing laughs. he was definitely having the time of his life pissing off chanyeol.

in the corner of his eyes, he noticed the stairway upstairs. that was his only chance of survival.

chanyeol chased right behind him following his tail. jin swerved left dodging chanyeol. he stomped onto the stairs while hammering footsteps chased him.

"shit." jin muttered, "i really played myself."

"you are not going anywhere!" a scream shouted from behind him.

run or hide. jin scanned around the home while he sprinted. he noticed a tiny slit behind the refrigerator. hiding it was. jin scrambled around the living room, weaving in between the furniture before hiding himself.

"where the fuck are you!" chanyeol hollored, "i'm going to kill you with my bare hands."

xiumin engulfed chanyeol in a hug.

"we are not killing anybody. chill."

"no, i'm fucking killing him. he's playing with me."

chanyeol's face was bright red in anger. the other rushed out to see the drama unfold.

a melodious tone erupted into the room. chanyeol scrambled to find his phone. he hesitated before bringing it to his ear.

a raspy voice broke through, "did you get it?"

the room became dead silent. chanyeol shivered as he opened his mouth to answer.

"no, we couldn't," his voice trembled as he spoke, "they had an extra with them."

"did you manage to get one of them?"

"yeah, we managed to grab one of them."

the rest of the boys listened in with their ears wide opened. the home fell into an eerie silence. the thumping of their hearts resonated between their ears. they paced around the room waiting for any word.

"two weeks." they hummed with a sweetening sickness, "or you won't see suho again."

jin pursed his lips, trying to make sense of what was happening.

a loud beep escaped from the phone. kai's phone had powered off.

"you fucking idiot!" lay screamed, "why would you not keep your phone charged!"

"how was i supposed to know my phone was going to shut off!"

"i don't know, dumbass. isn't there a battery icon?"

jin stifled back a smile. the boys reminded him of his family. he knew something serious was going on. all he could make out was something about suho and that they were being blackmailed by someone. he perched his head up at the screaming boys.

"what if we never see suho again."

anger rose within chen. ever since suho went missing, it had been chaotic. everything was out of order. their little family had been broken into shards. his face turned red while he clenched his teeth.

"shut the fuck up!" chen yelled, "you guys know that won't happen!"

a miley cyrus rhythm broke through the room silencing everyone. jin had lost it. loud laughter escaped him. xiumin's eyebrows drifted upwards as he put his phone into speaker mode.

the voice echoed, "one more thing. i need the bangtan member."