Paint Me In Your Color by Annevis

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Summary:

The annoying ticking sound of the clock in his room kept Seokjins eyes wide open. He felt like smashing the clock to obtain the serenity he needed. He didnt. He was too exhausted to even lift a finger.

Hyung! came Taehyung voice, desperate as it seemed, his moves were frantic and his breath ragged as he let himself in to the room and rocked Seokjin rather roughly. Wake up!

What is it? Seokjin groaned, slightly annoyed.

Jungkooks missing!

...What? That caught Seokjins attention, he sat up, frowning. Taehyung didn''t miss the fear in his eyes.

We cant reach his phone. Do you know anything about where he might go? Did he say anything?

No- Seokjins words caught in his throat. He promptly searched for his phone. He had left it in silent mode, not wanting anything to disturb him while he was clearing his mind.

When he found it, he was faced with dozens of missed calls and voice messages left on his voicemail. The contact number read Jungkook.

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