'2 weeks later'

I woke up, to a notification on my phone.

I checked my clock that was on my nightstand.

'11:36 pm'

I had gotten a text message.

Suga🎶:

Get ready, I'm picking you up.

This late at night. For what reason.

This boy is gonna give me a anxiety attack.

He is always in the moment.

I'm a schedule kind of person.

I was always a reserved.

I was shy, not in the popular scene.

He had been in high school, the cool guy everyone wanted to talk to.

Sweets🍥: Why? It's so late.

Suga🎶: Do you wanna have some fun?

Sweets🍥: excuse me?

Suga🎶: wear something cute, we are gonna go somewhere. I'll be there in like 20 minutes.

Sweets🍥: ugh fine. But you owe me.

Suga🎶: I'll give you a kiss when I get there.

Sweets🍥: okay suggaaa.

I put down my phone and went to my bathroom. I washed my face quickly, to refresh and wake myself up from the slumber I was rudely awaken from.

I went to my closet, literally looking through the whole thing..

Something cute?

All I had were casual clothes so I decided on this.

I put my phone in my back pocket of my jeans.

He should be here soon.

*knock, knock *

Speak of the devil..

I opened the door.

My smile faded as I realized the person wasn't who I expected.

My heart sank.

"J-jackson?"

He pushed the door entering my apartment.

I stood there stunned.

"Y/N...were you heading somewhere at midnight? That's very unsafe...Here we can go together.." He grabbed my wrist and tugged me outside of my apartment, slamming the door shut.

"J-jackson, Yoongi i-Is on his way-y here.." I said to barely audible.

He smirked.

"Then we better get going..." He pulled me close, covering my mouth with his hands. He had a cloth in his hands. I tried to scream, but my vision became blurry. I heard him chuckle before I blacked out.

I held precious Y/N in my arms.

Good thing, she was unconscious.

It'll be easier to lug her around.

I put her over my shoulders and took her to my car.

I set her down in my backseat and quickly got in the drivers seat, because I knew yoongi would be there soon.

Her precious little boyfriend..

Not for long..

She'll fall for me.

She's mine.

I knocked on her door, placing my phone to my ear.

I had called her 5 times already..

Why wasn't she answering my calls?

Maybe she fell asleep?

I guess so..

I called her one last time, leaving a voice mail.

"Hey Jagi~, it's me.

I came to your house to pick you up. But I guess you fell asleep. I was gonna take you clubbing with me and the boys. They miss you. I do too, always. I'll talk to you tomorrow. Call me when you get this message. Bye~"

I walked back to my car, which namjoon and Taehyung were in the back seat waiting for Y/N to enter.

"I think she fell asleep. She works 12 hour shifts and her sleep schedule sucks. I'll just call her tomorrow. Sorru , itll be just us tonight." I smiled my hardest, trying not to seem disappointed.

"It's okay hyung, next time okay?" Namjoon patted my shoulder.

"Let's just have fun tonight." Taehyung grinned trying to cheer me up with his boxy smile.

"Yeah, I guess. Let's go."

I drove off to the club that jimin and jungkook had sent me the address of.

I parked and got out of the car.

I blinked, reading the sign.

I recognized this place.

This is the one Hoseok and Seokjin betrayed my friendship.

Quit it yoongi. It's the past..

I'm almost ready to forgive.

Not quite yet, but soon.

I still cared about them..

Ahh whatever, emotions suck.

We entered the club and I immediately found my spot at the bar stools.

"Oh hey, your that guy who fought that guy awhile ago. Here to fight again?" The bartender jokes handing me a beer.

"Nope, here to drown in sorrow, but with friends." I nodded towards namjoon, tae, and the butt buddies, jikook.

He laughed, "well, I'm Jb, nice to serve you this fine night.." the bartender greeted as he cleaned a mug.

"Yoongi.. And keep em coming would you?" I chuckled.

"Sure thing."

I chugged my beer down, Jb handed me another immediately after.

I raised it at him, "To you, kind sir."

Yoongi didn't look to good.

I went over to the bar to buy jimin a drink, and catched a glance of a figure, resting on the bar, grumbling something.

I got closer realizing it was yoongi-hyung.

"hyung, get up, we need to get you home." I patted his back.

By now, the whole group had noticed yoongi completely hammered.

Namjoon lifted his arm, carrying yoongi out of the bar, as the rest of us followed.

I stayed back for a moment, asking the bartender something.

"How many drinks did you serve him?"

I asked with a tinge of attitude

"Enough to make him forget. But if we are talking numbers, I think the one right there was his 10th"

"..bastard." I threw the money for our tab in the drink, and threw the glass at him.

It didn't hit him, but it did startle him and everyone at the bar.

I joined the rest in the car and we went to Yoongi's place to get him to bed.

By that time, it's was already 3:50 am.

We all decided we should just crash here for the time being.

Fuck..this headache...

I need some aspirin.

Did I get that hammered last night?

I hope I didn't do anything horrible.

I stood up from bed, realizing I was still in my clothes from yesterday. Who brought me home?

I walked out to my living room to retrieve some aspirin, but instead discovering 4 bodies sitting around on my couches.

They must've brought me back.

Such great friends I have.

"Hey yoongi, aspirin is on the counter with some water." Jungkook waved towards the kitchen.

"Thanks bro." I grinned, taking it happily.

I feel cared about...

They thought of me.

"Help yourselves to some breakfast. I'm gonna call Y/N." I said, walking back to my room to retrieve my phone.

I pushed the call button, put the phone up to my ear, walking back out to the living room.

It ring for a moment, then it answered.

"Hey, Y/N-"

"Yoongi! Help-"

"What?! Y/N ARE YOU OKAY? "

It went silent. But then I heard heavy breathing.

"Y/N..?"

"She's mine...now" I heard a low voice speak before the line went dead.

"Y/N?! Y/N!!!?!!?" I yelled, redialing her number.

Everyone was gathered around me at this point.

"No...No...No..this can't be happening." I shook my head, refusing what I heard.

"The number you are trying to reach is no longer available. The customer has turned off this device."

"Hyung?? What's wrong? What's wrong with Y/N?" Namjoon asked shaking me.

"He took her.. He took her from me..what have I done..."

I threw the phone across the hall.

I brought my knees to my face, trying not to freak out. I was a mess.

"Who took Y/N? Hyung.. answer me."

No..i won't give up.

She is my everything.

I care about her so much.

Y/N is mine.

Your playing a game your gonna lose, you bastard.

I took a deep breath and looked up.

"..Jackson."

"I'm gonna find you, Y/N. Don't worry. "