The Lost Prince

"Ladies and Gentlemen, today we cut through your program to bring you some breaking news." The woman in a navy blue dress clearly spoke, while lifting her glasses, and pre-reading her notes. Soon memorizing it and looking up to the screen once more, with a serious face.

"Today, September 1st, 2016. At exactly 12:09 AM, Second prince of Busan, Park Jungkook. Has gone missing. His parents are very devastated." She spoke in a serious tone while continuing to look at the camera.

"Here is a clip of the devastated family. Who's son has just gone missing, just a few hours ago." She stated, the screen then changed from the woman to a video. Showing the family in rivering tears.

The video showed the parent's loud and hurtful cries through the whole video. Paparazzi all over the scene, news reporters all over too. Police officers around trying to investigate the crime of whoever could have kidnapped the young boy.

"I WANT MY BABY BACK!" The mother cried cameras along with flashes that paid attention to the devastated couple. People trying to ask questions, wanting to know more about the accident. The parents not wanting to answer, people persuaded for information.

The father's face was full of dry and wet tears, along with his crying wife. He tried calming her down, not wanting to cause so much attention. But tragically failed, as more paparazzi-filled the scene quickly, along with the news reporters.

Jimin, Jungkook's bigger brother by two years, was crying along with his parents, his eyes puffy with a tint of pink and red from crying so much. He hid away from all the cameras, not wanting to be convinced to throw out information he doesn't even know.

Jimin trying his best to hide, he hid behind a tall, thick, tree. Crouching down as tears flowed down from his watery puffy eyes to his cheeks, and down to the dry, dirty, ground. He breathed in from his nose, wanting to stop his runny nose.

Slowly picking, the small, slim, grass. He heard his name get called from his father, who was coming closer to him, along with his dying mother. "Let's go inside, too many people are coming." Jimin didn't say anything, only nodded. Getting up, he followed behind his parents and went inside to the quiet, cold castle.

Walking in, they were greeted by their workers. Who had a sad, and sorrow face. They wanted to comfort the devastated family but knew it was best to leave them alone until they felt ready to talk. The parents both quietly walked up to their room. Along with Jimin who headed to his own room.

Taking slow but quick steps. He went inside his room and closed the door. Then throwing himself on his big, comfortable bed, that smelled like strawberries mixed with cherry blossoms. The smell his younger brother contained, they had hung out just the other night and had a mini sleepover like 5 year-olds. Little did they know it was gonna be their last ever sleep over.

Inhaling the scent, it made Jimin remember memorable memories with his younger brother. Those memories he knew he wouldn't be able to ever re-enjoy, nor make new ones. Slowly, the room became darker as clouds filled the once bright sky. Signaling that rain and thunder would fill the small kingdom. Raining softly, then hard. Made Jimin cry, remembering what his best friend had told him.

"Did you know that whenever it rains, it's saying that something tragic has happened? Like someone or something doing?" Jimin still believing such a statement made him have horrible thoughts. His soft crying turned into loud, and painful ones.

Hugging his stomach, the door to his bedroom opened. Revealing a tall man. His bodyguard. Jimin's eyes were too watery to clearly see, the man came closer, picked Jimin up, and tightly hugged him. The embrace was full of sorrows and comfort. Jimin only cried and hugged the older back.

The room filled with cries and small whispers. The older kept whispering small, but meaningful words. "It's gonna be alright" "I'm here for you" The younger's loud cries turned into small sniffs. "Thank you, Jin Hyung, for always staying with me when I need it the most,"