The Min mansion was always quiet in the early hours of the morning, but today, something felt off.
Mrs. Min stood at the bottom of the staircase, her apron still tied around her waist as she called out to her eldest son.
"Yoongi, breakfast is ready. Come eat before you leave."
She waited for a response, expecting her son to appear from his room, but instead, Yoongi rushed down the stairs in his usual black suit, looking tense. His movements were quick, almost impatient, and the dark circles under his eyes didn't go unnoticed by his mother.
"Mum, I'm not hungry. I'll have breakfast at the office. I'm getting late. Bye, see you later."
His tone was rushed, bordering on distant, as he walked straight past her and toward the door.
Mrs. Min barely had time to process his words before the sound of the door shutting echoed through the house. She stood there for a moment, sighing as she shook her head in disbelief.
"What happened to him?" She whispered to herself, concern evident in her voice.
She made her way back to the dining table, where her husband, Min Seok-ho, and her younger son, Jungkook, were waiting. Jungkook was already busy munching on his food, but even he had noticed the way Yoongi had hurried out.
She set down a fresh plate of food in front of Jungkook before sitting beside her husband.
"Yoongi’s behavior was strange today," she muttered, her brows furrowing as she glanced at Jungkook.
Jungkook looked up, chewing thoughtfully. "Yeah, I noticed too. He seemed... stressed?"
Min Seok-ho, who had been silent until now, merely hummed as he sipped his coffee. "He must be handling something important. Let him be."
But Mrs. Min wasn’t convinced. "He barely spoke to me. And he didn’t eat anything. You know he never skips breakfast."
Jungkook wiped his mouth with a napkin, nodding slightly. "I’ll ask him later, Mom. Maybe he’s just in a bad mood or has work pressure."
Mrs. Min sighed, rubbing her temples. "I hope that’s all. I don’t like seeing him like this."
Jungkook smiled reassuringly. "Don’t worry, Mom. If something’s wrong, I’ll find out."
Even though he said that, a small part of him felt uneasy. Yoongi wasn’t the type to show his emotions, but today, there was something different.
And Jungkook intended to find out exactly what it was.
Then Jungkook leaves for the office and when he reaches the office, he goes straight to his cabin he is shocked to see the person who is standing in front of him in his cabin.
"Hey, what happened to you, why are you looking at me like this.. Am I looking that bad". The person said confusingly, standing in front of Jungkook while checking himself.
Jungkook comes to his senses "Abb.. no no you are looking so beautiful Tae". Jungkook uttered unknowingly but he suddenly realised what he just said. "I mean what are you doing here all of a sudden?". He asked
Taehyung blushed a little after hearing what Jungkook said. "Don't tell me you forgot that we have a shoot today cause as far as I remember our companies collaborated". Taehyung replied while sitting on the couch which is placed in the corner of the cabin. "So Now we will see each other often I guess". He added, and looked at jungkook who was listening and looking at him with amused eyes.
"Oh yeah sorry but it slipped from my mind, and yeah of course we'll see each other often". Jungkook said with a smile.
"Okay, so get ready fast we have a shoot in half an hour". Taehyung said while standing up and started coming closer to Jungkook.
"Yeah okay, you too get ready". Jungkook replied and nervously smiled at him.
"Okay, Mr. Jungkook I'm waiting for you". Taehyung is standing so close to him and looking straight into his eyes.
"O-okay y-yeah I I'll be fast". Jungkook shuttered badly and felt nervous as hell because of the proximity.
Taehyung while coming closer to him said "Mr Jungkook can I..". Jungkook is Hella nervous and shocked because of the closeness and what he heard, no words are coming from his mouth looking confused "Can I leave now you are standing in front of the gate so will you please step aside". Taehyung asked with his deep husky voice
Jungkook sighed heavily "Ohh ok ok I'm sorry". and step aside and give him space, taehyung left while smirking and smiling crazily, Jungkook released a breath which he had been holding for so long because of Taehyung's closeness.
"What was that I seriously lost my senses because of the closeness but he's so beautiful that I can't take my eyes off... What are you saying Jungkook he's just your partner for photoshoots". He shrugged off his thoughts and went straight to the changing room to get ready for the shoot.
After the photoshoot Taehyung and Jungkook, both sitting in the cafeteria become very good friends in no time or we can say more than friends.
"Hey jungkook I wanna introduce to you my best friend my soulmate, so will you come with me?". Taehyung asked so tenderly with his boxy smile.
"Umm sure I'll come with you, maybe after a week". Jungkook replied with a smile and they both made their way outside and left the company.
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A week later
Yoongi sat in his office, gripping his phone tightly as he stared out the large glass window. It had been a week. A whole damn week, and still, no one had found Jimin. His patience had worn thin, and his frustration had morphed into a dangerous kind of desperation.
The ringing sound filled his ears as he called the one person he could trust with this.
"Hello?" Hoseok’s voice came from the other end.
"Hobi, I want him back. I don't care how, but I want Jimin in front of me." Yoongi's voice was sharp, his anger barely concealed.
Hoseok sighed. "I know, Yoongi. I’ve been searching for him all over Seoul. My men are looking too, but there’s no sign of him. It’s like he vanished into thin air."
"That's not possible." Yoongi clenched his jaw, his grip on the phone tightening. "Find him. Keep searching. I don’t care how long it takes or how much it costs. I want him at any cost."
Hoseok hesitated for a moment before responding. "Yoongi… you’re getting obsessed. This isn’t healthy."
Yoongi slammed his fist against his desk. "I don’t care. You don’t understand, Hobi. He is mine. He belongs to me, and I will not let him go." His voice was cold, laced with unshakable determination.
Just then, the door to his office opened, and Hoseok walked in. He took a seat on the couch, watching Yoongi with concern.
"Did you find something?" Yoongi asked without looking up.
Hoseok exhaled deeply, rubbing his temple. "Jeez… I’m trying, Yoongi. I searched half of Seoul and even looked into other cities, but there’s no trace of him."
The words only fueled Yoongi’s frustration. His fingers dug into his palm as his nails pressed against his skin. "That’s not good enough. Keep looking."
Hoseok shook his head in disbelief. "Calm down, Yoongi. You sound… obsessed. He’s not the only person in this world. There are plenty of other people—"
Yoongi cut him off, his voice dark and unwavering. "I don’t want anyone else. I only want him. He is the only one for me, and I will find him… even if I have to search the whole world."
His eyes burned with a mix of anger and longing. He wasn’t just searching for Jimin—he was hunting for him.
Hoseok sighed. "And when you find him? What then? You think he’ll just come running back to you?"
A smirk tugged at Yoongi’s lips, but it wasn’t one of amusement. "No, he won’t. But he won’t have a choice. And for the mistake he made by running away from me…" He paused, his fingers tracing the edge of his desk. "I will punish him in such a way that he will never even think about leaving me again."
Hoseok stared at him, his face unreadable. "You’ve completely lost it."
Yoongi leaned back in his chair, his dark eyes glinting with something dangerous. "No, Hobi. I just know what belongs to me… and I never let go of what’s mine."
Yoongi sat in his office chair, staring at nothing in particular. His fingers drummed against the wooden desk, his jaw clenched so tightly it ached. The silence of his office was suffocating. Jimin was still missing.
A whole damn week.
And not a single trace of him.
His patience had run out long ago.
Hoseok sat across from him, watching him carefully. "Yoongi, listen to me. You’re acting like a madman. You need to stop and think logically. We’ve searched everywhere—"
"Not everywhere," Yoongi cut in sharply, his voice eerily calm. "There are still places left. He couldn’t have just disappeared into thin air. Someone is hiding him."
Hoseok sighed, rubbing his temple. "Even if someone is hiding him, do you really think he wants to be found? What if he doesn’t want to come back?"
The words made Yoongi snap.
He shot up from his chair, slamming both palms on the desk. His eyes were wild, dark, and filled with an unrelenting obsession. "It doesn’t matter what he wants. He belongs to me, and I’ll bring him back even if I have to tear the whole fucking city apart."
Hoseok stared at him, his face unreadable. "Yoongi, you don’t own him. He’s a person, not a possession."
Yoongi scoffed, stepping back. "I don’t expect you to understand, Hobi. But I know one thing—Jimin is mine. And if he thinks he can escape from me, he’s wrong. He’ll regret this. He’ll regret leaving me."
There was something chilling in his tone, something dangerously possessive.
Hoseok sighed again, realizing that there was no reasoning with Yoongi when he was like this. "Fine. Do what you want. But don’t say I didn’t warn you when this obsession of yours destroys everything."
Yoongi didn’t even flinch. "I won’t need warnings. I’ll only need Jimin."
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Somewhere Else in Seoul
Jimin sat curled up on the bed, hugging his knees to his chest. His hands trembled slightly, and his heart pounded against his ribs.
He knew it.
He knew Yoongi wouldn’t stop searching for him.
The thought sent a shiver down his spine. Would he be able to escape forever? Or would Yoongi eventually find him?
He squeezed his eyes shut, forcing himself to breathe.
No. He couldn’t let fear control him. He had to stay strong.
For the first time in years, Jimin had a chance at freedom.
And he wasn’t going to let Yoongi take that away from him.
Not again.
♡♤♡
Taehyung pulled the car to a stop in front of the massive mansion, his lips curving into a small smile. The golden glow of the evening sun reflected off the polished exterior, making the place look even grander than usual.
Jungkook, sitting in the passenger seat, let out a low whistle. "Taehyung, this isn’t a house—it’s a whole damn kingdom."
Taehyung chuckled, unbuckling his seatbelt. "I mean, yeah, it’s big, but it’s still home. And why are you even shocked your mansion was probably bigger than ours "
Jungkook shook his head in disbelief as he stepped out, his eyes still wandering over the grand structure." Well, yeah".
Taehyung laughed and patted Jungkook’s shoulder. "Come on, let’s go inside."
As they walked up to the front door, Taehyung knocked twice before stepping back. A few moments later, the door swung open, revealing a tall, handsome man with warm brown eyes and a mischievous smirk.
"Oh, Taehyung, you finally came home," the man greeted, his tone playful. His gaze then flickered to Jungkook, eyes twinkling with recognition. "And this must be Jungkook?"
Jungkook blinked in confusion. "Uh… yeah, that’s me."
Taehyung furrowed his brows. "Wait, how do you know him, Appa?"
Jin rolled his eyes dramatically. "Taehyung, I may not be as young as you, but I do keep up with the world. Jungkook’s practically all over the media these days."
Jungkook chuckled, slightly embarrassed. "I guess that’s true."
Jin smirked. "Also, you never shut up about him, so how could I not know?"
Taehyung’s ears turned red. "A-Appa!" He whined. "Don't embarrass me in front of my best friend!"
Jin only laughed before stepping aside. "Alright, come in before you both catch a cold from blushing too much."
Jungkook chuckled at the teasing as he followed Taehyung inside. The interior was just as grand as he expected—high ceilings, elegant chandeliers, and expensive-looking decor. Yet, despite its luxury, it felt warm and welcoming.
As they stepped further inside, Taehyung turned to Jin. "Where’s Chim?"
Jin hummed, crossing his arms. "In his room, probably resting. He’s had a long day."
Taehyung nodded, then suddenly grabbed Jungkook’s wrist, pulling him towards the stairs. "Come on, Kook! You have to meet him properly!"
Jungkook barely had time to react as he stumbled behind Taehyung, leaving Jin standing at the bottom of the stairs with a knowing smile.
"Kids," Jin muttered, shaking his head before heading to the kitchen.
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