As Jin left, Jimin wailed and tried to grab him again. "Nooo! Come back! Come back soon!" Jimin sniffled and raised his hand, wiping at his face before he went straight into Yoongi's arms. "Don't leave me, hyung. I'm sick."

Namjoon sighed and rubbed at his eyes. "Well, they're all from the same care home, as I suspected, they ran away two months ago. There was an incident at the care home, one of the previous staff there slapped Taehyung and left a mark. While the board was dealing with it, they left." And honestly, he didn't blame them. How could they trust when they were hurt by the people who were supposed to care? "I've only skimmed their files but Jesus, Jin, I can't even think of a way around this."

What did they do? He couldn't risk any of them. It felt too personal now. He felt for them, so much. He remembered that fear, the pain. "Shit, I need a plan."