PLAN TO RESCUE

"I am going!" Jungkook growled, his eyes fuming with anger. He was furious, ready to kill anyone who would point a finger at him. 

She is scared!!

But why didn't she tell me?

Didn't she trust me enough to elude her from there? 

Don't worry, y/n… I'll take you out from there… 

And this birthday would be your best, I promise!!

Daegu

This birthday… would be the best.

I would be free from all the worries! 

No one would need to live under a bullet's point because of me!

Jungkook will be free from tears and my love… 

"Y/n," his thick voice ascends the cold shiver down your spine as you stand there without moving. Getting no response from you, he walks up to the balcony and stands beside you. 

"I wanted it to be a surprise… but do you want anything special for your birthday? I have many things planned for you, baby. But still, if there is anything…" you cut his stupid talk off.

"No," your answer was so short that it hurt him, his pride was hurt. He looked away, trying to ignore the fact that you were avoiding his presence from that incident. 

Please forgive me, honey… don't punish me so much;

"Sweetie. I am sorry for that night. Please… forgive me. I swear…" even if it was hard for him to ask forgiveness, he tried. He tried only to get his apology thrown in the pit. 

"It doesn't matter," your sharp voice kept digging holes inside him, making him so hollow that he was just left with the guilt.

Heck!! He never felt guilty for kidnapping anyone! Murdering people! Smuggling weapons!

But you… you and your words were enough to throw his every inch of sanity in an ocean of guilt. 

And he was mad! Mad at himself, you for making him feel like this…

Pulling your weaker arm, he makes you face him. His dark eyes which hardly showed any other colour than pitch blackness sliced your bloodshot, swollen gaze. His strong grip on your healing flesh dug more marks while his nails pierced the skin. 

No one should touch me!! No one…

You wiggled in his grip, your free arm coming to rescue you. Your trembling body squirmed under his touch as you try everything to push him away. 

He was stronger!! Just like him…

He held your arm… just like him!

And it scared you… to death!

You don't want to go through all that again before dying! No!!

"Why can't you forgive me? Why can't we start a new thread in our life? Why can't you move on from the goddamn past!! Why?" He growls, his hold tightening on your meat. 

He was aware of your fears, he was in his senses hence he didn't take any step further. He would have shoved you in the wall, closing every inch of the distance you two shared, kissed you the way he wished, and wouldn't have even apologized for it. But he knew, he knew that would take you away from him. 

And that's what he doesn't want...

"Please…" your vulnerable voice was the last thing he wanted to hear right now. Tears rolled like a waterfall, showing no signs of stopping as you bit your lips to control the sounds. His eyes soften as he sighs and releases you from his caged grip. 

"Y/n…" he halts, realizing it wasn't worth talking. You weren't in the state to hear and he wasn't in a state to explain. He knows you will never understand him.

"Just know that… that I love you. And I don't want anything except your love," he states before leaving, taking his scary ambience with him. 

Love? If this is love then Jungkook must be joking… if this is love then I've never loved anyone!

Tears or to say your best friend started halting as you glared at the birds flying out to reach their home before the sky turned dark. 

Free… they were free…

You'll be free too…

A tight-lipped smile plays on your lip as you sigh. You weren't made to go through all this but as said no one learns to deal with pain and hurt, they all go through it and learn. To say, you were proud of them wouldn't be wrong. People who go through so many things even worse than you stay strong while you… you didn't have that strength. And every bit of courage leaves your soul whenever that night replays, whenever Taehyung warns you about three people's lives at stake because of you, whenever Jungkook's vulnerable voice peers into your ears. 

You can't live like this…

You can't let Jungkook live on a hollow hope of you returning to him…

You can't keep three people's lives at gunpoint because of you…

You know Taehyung will ask or drag you to marry him one day and that would be the end of you. So better, end your story before something like that comes up. 

Birthday would be death day…

"Jungkook! Stop and think rationally! Can you please?" Rose growls, her eyes throwing daggers at all three men. 

"He will shoot you right there. And forget about y/n's life… you will end up losing yours too," Namjoon sighs as he puts his brain to think of something. Maybe a little planning would help.

"How about we sneak in after midnight? As far as I know Daegu… not a single fly flies around after one in the morning. Yeah, we don't know about Taehyung's home but we can at least try. What would be the worst? He'll shoot all of us. He might have hundreds of men around his house… but we can try," Namjoon suggests making the two people nod in agreement. While Jungkook gives a thought of it.

Planning means you will have to stay a few more days in that house!

Everything will take longer… but you will be safe…

"I am in. I will go and check around his house by tonight. Then we can plan it out and divide into groups of two to handle things," Jungkook assures the other three. 

Jungkook will check how many men are around his house, the windows and balconies and everything visible from outside. Namjoon will bring apple ciders to feed the men by hook or crook and let them fall in deep slumber while Jimin will help Rose to check the switchboards and play with them. And if there's anything else left out, Jungkook and Namjoon will take care of the things outside the house while Jimin and Rose, inside the house. Taehyung was in Jungkook's hand. He doesn't want to take any risks with Taehyung. 

"By the way… I am hungry. Can I get some food?," Namjoon mutters while Jimin rolls his eyes in annoyance.

"Fine, man! I'll order for myself," the tone shift in Namjoon's voice makes Jimin feel bad for acting like that.

No, he didn't mean to hurt Namjoon. He was tired of himself for being so careless about you, your things, your life when he promised he would be there for you, always!

"You don't have to. The dinner is almost ready. I just need to cook rice. Wait for a few minutes and please get yourself comfortable," Jimin mumbles and leaves the place. 

He left the place by taking Namjoon's piece of heart…

His mind was on Jimin for the whole time as the younger prepared food in the kitchen…

"My tickets are booked and the flight is in the next three hours. I'll drop by my house and take my belongings. Consider this house as yourselves… And take a rest. I'll be back by the morning," Jungkook explains and by informing Jimin too about his leaves, he departs.

Rose fell asleep just after Jungkook's leave and Namjoon couldn't blame her, the car ride was hella disturbing due to the traffic, roads and bridges. He waited and checked the living room while his stomach grumbled due to hunger.

He would have barged in the kitchen to help Jimin but the way the younger man was reacting to everything he did, he decided to stay in the living room. 

He knew somewhere that he wasn't the reason that made Jimin so anxious and miserable, he knew it was you. And somewhere he wished that he could provide a shoulder to Jimin to cry and let go of all his worries...

"The dinner is ready," Jimin's small voice brings Namjoon out of his thoughts regarding the man. 

"She's asleep and will eat after waking up," he informs the other man as they both nod and walk upto the dining table. 

There was silence, asking one to speak and asking the other to provide comfort and warmth. The tension was thick, not much awkward as both of them were in their own world, worried about someone. The only thing was Namjoon worried about both of you, Jimin and You while Jimin's mind was occupied by you.

His dark eyes studied every little thing Jimin did as he couldn't help but sigh in misery. Jimin's trembling hands while serving, shook his soul too. 

"Sit. I'll serve," he suggested and stretched his hand to take the paddle in his hand. The moment his fingers brush over the soft yet strong knuckles of Jimin, he couldn't help but focus on the man a little more.

Heaven… it was what they say. The man, Jimin, looked like an angel from heaven… while his toned, muscular body looked like a piece of hell, as feverish as the hottest iron in the world…

"How could I didn't notice her pain?" Jimin's shoulders drop as he slumps in the chair across Namjoon. His worried eyes wander to Jimin's figure as he stares at him. Namjoon's stomach growled once again in hunger but he couldn't care less at this moment.

He… he was all over his mind. the irony that they met just an hour ago, that he has never felt so much interested in any of his dates…

"Jimin… it's not your fault. And I am not trying to please you by lying. I am telling the truth… it is not your fault that you couldn't recognise her pain. Even, we didn't understand and still are unaware of why she hurt herself, why is she so scared of getting touched, why is she willing to stay there despite how much she is scared! I agree… it hurts you and you feel at fault because you know her longer than us. But don't degrade your affection for her like that. Do I think you should have paid a little more attention to her? Yes. But that doesn't mean everything happened because you didn't pay attention and take care of her. And most importantly, don't question your friendship, your love for her. See yourself. Your eyes flood love for her while anyone can say how much you are worried about her," Namjoon spoke while his hand reached for Jimin's shoulder to give a squeeze.

"But… How did I act so irresponsible? I was supposed to read her, to love her and I failed… How could I? She already was broken when she left Seoul… and the least I was supposed to do was check on her, take care of her. She asked me to visit less and I agreed! How come I didn't question her? How come I didn't fight?" He cried his heart out, his body leaning for warmth towards Namjoon unknowingly while the elder listened to him silently. He let him speak, he let him cry his heart out until he was weeping, he let his hand provide the warmth and comfort he could. 

He wished he could hug Jimin and rub his back while his soft fingers ruffled the bunch of locks of hair but he knew… he knew that would turn everything wrong and Jimin might get his way of assisting in the wrong way.

"You love her, don't you?"

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I hope you all liked it. I admit it's getting a story with a plan and a fighting plot... But there will be good turn after these two parts🥺♥...

Enjoy!!