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Seokjin knew something was wrong when he heard the thunder rumbling and lightning striking. He was sipping some tea, sitting on the deck of the luxurious boat  he and the rest of the gang were staying in as they cruised. Sejin was very proud of them and their latest comeback, and he and the staff graciously arranged this trip for them. 

Warily, Seokjin looked up at the sky. It was dark and swelling with clouds. He shivered slightly. The ocean waves looked black and water slapped agaisnt the sides of the boat. But Seokjin decided to stay on deck. 

After all, nothing bad could happen. Right? 

Namjoon and Yoongi knew something was wrong when they felt the boat starting to rock. Yoongi removed his headphones and exchanged a look with Namjoon. Namjoon shut his computer, listening intently. They looked out the window. The ocean waves was getting pretty big, and they could hear the thunder. 

Yoongi sighed. "Looks like it's going to be a rough night." 

Namjoon nodded in agreement. He stood up, cracking his sore limbs and walked out of his and Yoongi's suite. They requested a room together so they could work on music and lyrics, even though Sejin told them it was a vacation and they deserved to rest blah blah blah 

He poked his head into Taehyung's and Jimin's room. The two younger males were playing Overwatch and shouting. Beside them, the maknae was sprawled on the bed, snoring softly. 

"You guys hear the storm?" Yoongi asked, joining Namjoon. Jimin nodded. "The boat has been moving a lot. Jungkookie hasn't been affected though," he reached over and poked Jungkook in the ribs. The younger male sniffed and rolled over, a thin stream of drool running down his jaw. 

Yoongi walked down the hall and bumped into Sejin. "A storm is brewing." 

"I know. I contacted Bang Shi Hyuk," Sejin said, his phone in his hand. "He wants us to turn the boat around, but I just spoke with the Captain, and basically, we are in the middle of nowhere right now. No land in sight yet." 

Yoongi felt his stomach squirm in discomfort. He had a bad feeling about this. 


Hoseok knew something was wrong when the power went out. He could hear Jimin and Taehyung yell out and he sighed as he had no more WiFi. Hoseok put away his phone and blindly stumbled down the hall. The staff were shouting and running everywhere. Hoseok reached out and grabbed someone. 



"Hoseok?" He could hear the leader's voice. It sounded tensed. "Seokjin is up on the deck. I need to come check on him. The storm is getting pretty nasty out there. Come with me." 

As Hoseok followed Namjoon up to the deck, the boat gave a sudden, violent lurch and he screamed, grabbing Namjoon's wrist. Namjoon pushed him towards the stairs that led up to the deck. "Go!"


Jimin and Taehyung knew something was wrong when they heard the terror in the staff's voices. Worried, Jimin shook Jungkook awake and the younger grumbled. "Jungkook, something is wrong. Get up." 

"Whoa, why is it dark? Is the power out?" Jungkook asked, sitting up. Suddenly, the lights flickered back on and a striking bolt of lightning flashed by their window. the boat was lurching like a rocking horse, the ocean waves slapping hard against the sides. 

"Hyung..." Jungkook whispered, his eyes wide and terrified. Yoongi appeared, his face grim. "We need to join the others. Follow me." 

The older male herded the three younger members up to the deck. Hoseok, Namjoon, and Seokjin were there with some of the staff, their faces alit with fear and desperation. 

"Dammit!" Sejin yelled. 

"What is it?" Seokjin demanded. 

"I have no connection," Sejin hissed, shaking his phone angrily. "We should send some flares into the sky in hopes that another boat will see us." 

"In this storm?!" Namjoon cried shrilly. 

The boat lurched sideways and the deck, slippery with spray sea salt from the waves, made them slip and slide. They all screamed, clutching the railings on the deck. "Get back inside!" Sejin howled, already making his way back to the bottom stairs. Yoongi gripped Jimin's hand and started helping him walk across the slippery deck. 

"You heard Sejin. Let's go," Seokjin commanded. Another wave crashed onto the deck, soaking them to the bone. 

Then the boat lurched again, this time almost tipping over, but that was enough. 

Jungkook knew something was wrong when he fell into the ocean. It was like slow motion. His grip on the railing loosened from the sudden movement of the boat and he screamed as he plunged into the violent waves of the black ocean. Salt water filled his mouth and stung his eyes. Coughing and choking, he kicked, flailing his limbs to stay afloat. 

"Hyungs!" Jungkook shrieked, his voice lost in the thunder and wind. "Hyungs!" 

A wave crashed into him, knocking him underwater. He cried out, bubbles issuing from his mouth. He twisted and turned in the water, his lungs burning for air. He thrusted his head above the surface, gasping and coughing up water. 

He could vaguely hear the screams of the staff above him from their places on the boat. He blinked water out of his eyes, and saw his hyungs's terror stricken faces above him. 

"Hold on, Jungkook! Just hold on!" 

Another powerful wave knocked him back under the water. He screamed, hands clawing for the surface. 

I don't want to die! Someone help me! 

His head broke the surface and he coughed uncontrobally, vomiting water, the sea salt taste was bitter and unpleasant. 

The boat lurched again, with a violent and sudden turn and to Jungkook's horror, he saw his six hyungs tumble into the water with matching screams. 

Just like him. 

"Grab onto this!" Sejin shouted above them from the boat. He threw a plastic floatable raft at them. Seokjin scrabbled on the wet plastic, shivering uncontrobally. He wanted to lay down and rest, but he needed to help the other members on. He pulled each of them on, one by one.

Taehyung clutched Seokjin's hand desperately, the waves almost separating them but with a great big pull, Seokjin grunted as he managed to help Taehyung on.

Thankfully, the raft was big enough for all of them, and they gripped on it for dear life as the waves tossed and spun them around mercilessly, splashing them with freezing water. 

"We will get you back!" Seokjin heard the staff's voices vaguely. He trembled from the freezing temperature, water dripping from his bangs as he stared at the younger members. 

They all looked terrified, meeting his gaze. The rain pelting at them. 

What is going to become of us now? 

Seokjin wished he knew. 

Jimin woke up. The first thing he noticed was that he was laying on something soft. 


He raised his head, blinking wearily. His mouth felt dry and his lips were cracked. He licked them, wincing as they tasted like salt. He looked around, bewildered. Trees. Tropical trees with fruits hanging from them. Bushes and the sand was white and soft. Jimin could hear the gentle waves and he looked over his shoulder. 

The ocean was clear blue crystal, the foamy waves gently lapping at his feet. 

Jimin sat up, grunting with the effort as he slowly remembered what happened last night. A cool breeze ruffled his blonde hair. A bird was singing softly from it's perch on a tree. A crab scuttled by Jimin. There was so much to take in. 

A storm.... We fell off the boat..... It was cold

He looked around him. Yoongi was closest to him. He was unconscious, head resting on his arm. On Jimin's left was Taehyung and Hoseok. Namjoon and Seokjin were the furthest away from them, their limbs splayed and clothes covered with sand. 

A bolt of panic went through Jimin. Where was Jungkook? 

He instantly felt relieved when he spotted Jungkook laying on the floating raft. Somehow the maknae managed to stay on it when they got washed up. 

"Taehyung, wake up!" Jimin hissed, shaking him awake. "What-?" Taehyung jerked his head up, sand in his hair, his eyes half opened. "We are on an island of some sort," Jimin said, getting to his feet, wincing of his sore limbs from the beating they suffered of the rough waves last night. 

"Whoa," Taehyung stood up, brushing sand off of his damp clothing. "This is weird!" 

"Let's wake up the others." 

It took a while, but they finally managed to arouse each of the members. Namjoon scratched the back of his head, staring around the island with wide and disbelieving eyes. "This is absolutely crazy. How did we end up here?" 

"Common sense, Joonie," Yoongi huffed. "We got washed up here." 

"What about the boat? The staff?" Hoseok asked, worried. "They must be concerned for us. We need to find a way to contact them." 

"How?" Seokjin snapped, irritated. "We are on a deserted island, Hoseok. We have no way to contact them." 

"So, what do we do?" Jungkook asked softly. 

All the members turned to Namjoon, awaiting for their leader's advice. 

Namjoon sighed. 

Their hearts sank when they heard Namjoon's answer. 

"I don't know." 




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Namjoon was the leader. He was their rock, the one the members turned to in tough situations. Situations he could handle calmly. So, hearing him admit that he didn't know what they were going to do made the rest of Bangtan worried. They were in the middle of a deserted island for crying out loud! Miles away from land. Who knew what was on the island, and how long they would be able to stay alive while waiting to be rescued. 

Jungkook started hyperventilating, his pupils blown wide from panic and Yoongi wrapped his arms around the younger male, rubbing his back. "We are going to die, aren't we?" Jungkook wailed, his face pale and eyes shining with tears. "How is Hitman Bang going to find us? Our fans are going to be so worried! What are we going to do?!" 

"We must not panic," Seokjin soothed. "We'll be fine. They will find us, I'm sure of it. BigHit won't leave us stranded here." 

Namjoon ran his hand through his hair, lips puckered as he thought deeply about their situation. There were tropical trees with fruits hanging from the branches, so at least they had food. There were jagged rocks and cliffs far off in the island, where Namjoon was sure they could find a cave for shelter. They had the plastic raft, and the only clothes they were wearing now. Namjoon was worried about their limited supplies, but he didn't want to worry about that now. 

"We should find some shelter first. Then figure out what we are going to do," Namjoon said. He gazed at the rest of the members. Jimin looked miserable, Yoongi was still comforting Jungkook, Seokjin was gazing at the sea, Taehyung was sitting on the sandy ground, patting and shaping sand into a lopsided castle. It amazed Namjoon that Taehyung didn't seem overly worried about them being stranded. 

"My phone!" Hoseok patted his pocket and pulled out his phone. The members got excited, which quickly dissipated when Hoseok pulled out the device. The sleek, black phone was dripping wet and beyond use. Hoseok sighed, his shoulders slumping in defeat. "C'mon guys, let's go," Namjoon ordered. The seven of them started trudging towards the rocky cliffs in hope that some shelter would be available. 



South Korean boy group BTS, also known as Bangtan Sonyeondan, has been reported that during a violent storm, the seven members, Jin, Suga, Jimin, V, RM, J-Hope, and Jungkook, were thrown overboard from their cruise into the sea. It is unknown whether the boy band has been found yet. BigHit released a statement. 

-"We are doing everything in our power to find our boys and return them back to us. We have sent out search parties to scavenge the oceans in hopes the group can be found. Fans, please pray for them during this difficult time. Thank you."

South Korea was in turmoil. ARMYS sobbed and cried when they saw and heard the news. Many people sent emails to BigHit Entertainment, telling them that they would also like to help them find their beloved boys. Others played BTS's new album on repeat, determined not to lose hope because they knew their boys would return. 

Hitman Bang was flabbergasted when he found out what happened. He sent a search party out, where they discovered the cruise BTS was on. The boat was rocking uncontrollably in the sea, with the staff members, mangers and Sejin. They were soaked to the bone, suffering from mild hyperthermia. They were sent to the hospital by helicopter, leaving the cruise boat in the sea. Bang Shi Hyuk rushed to the hospital as fast as he could. 

Sejin was bundled in blankets and was pale, shivering slightly. "They fell into the sea," Sejin choked out, his voice thick with tears. "I saw them fall into the ocean. Their screams, I can still hear them crying for help," Sejin started sobbing. "We threw a raft out for them, and watched them slowly get further and further away from us." 

Bang Shi Hyuk's heart broke. He couldn't imagine that this would happen. He should have never arranged that cruise trip for BTS. He hoped they were alright, wherever they were. 


Taehyung shivered. He and the other members bundled together on the sandy ground to try and preserve body heat. He snuggled against Jimin's arm, feeling cold. It was dark, and he could hear the splashing of waves as they hit the rocks. The air smelled of sprayed sea salt. Taehyung tried to sleep again, but he couldn't. He needed to use the bathroom. 

Taehyung sat up, brushing sand out of his messy hair. He really needed to use the bathroom. But it was dark, and he didn't want to go by himself. He could hear the coos and rustles of wild animals, and it scared him. He poked Jimin in the ribs and the older male groaned, opening a sleepy eye and glaring at Taehyung. 

"What do you want?" Jimin grumbled. Jimin was usually a sweetheart and a softie, but sometimes he had his grumpy side as well. Taehyung screwed his face, hands clasped together and he mustered a sheepish smile. "I need to use the bathroom." 

"So go," Jimin muttered, rolling over but Taehyung reached out and poked him again. Jimin scowled and sat up. "What!" His outburst made Yoongi shush them, annoyed. "I don't want to go alone," Taehyung whined. "Can you come with me?" 

"What? No!" Jimin spluttered. "You're a grown man! Why do I need to come with you?" 

"I'm scared. It's dark," Taehyung tugged on Jimin's sleeve. "Pleaseeeeee?" 

Jimin rolled his eyes and muttered darkly under his breath as he stood up, pulling Taehyung with him. "Fine, let's go," he grunted. "But you owe me big time for this." 

"Thank you so so much!" Taehyung gushed happily. "I'll do whatever you want when we get back home!" 

"You better," Jimin huffed. 

"I will!" 

They held hands tightly as they weaved through the trees. The rocks crunched under their feet. "Here, behind this tree," Jimin said, pulling Taehyung towards it. Taehyung scurried behind it, doing whatever he needed to do as Jimin waited impatiently. A bird swooped past his head and Jimin hugged himself, trembling from the cold and damp atmosphere. He hoped they didn't have to endure this much longer. It had already been a day, and they hadn't manage to find shelter, so they were going to look more tomorrow. 

Taehyung zipped his pants and stepped out from the tree. Clasping Jimin's small hand, they walked back to their little camp. Snuggling against the other members, Jimin and Taehyung could only hope that this nightmare would be over. 

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The wind ruffled Jungkook's hair as he sat on a flat rock that overlooked the ocean. The sea stretched for miles and miles with no land in sight. The sight made him want to bawl his eyes out. How are we going to survive? How will they find us? 

What if they forget about us? 

The thought frightened him and he shook his head, angry at himself for thinking such thoughts. They wouldn't forget us. Before we know it, we will be back in our dormitory, eating ramen and watching anime. Jungkook sighed wistfully, resting his cheek on his knees drawn up to his chest. It seemed like only yesterday he was in the practice room for rehearsal, enjoying the music and dancing with Jimin, their movements clear and precise. It's been precisely three days they been stuck on the island, approximately 72 hours.

My poor parents, my brother, Jungkook sadly glanced at the other members trekking across the sand in search for shelter. They must be worried sick about me. I miss them. I wish I could tell them that I'm still alive. 

It was miserable being cold during the nights, everyone's stomach growling as they stared at one another, unable to do anything else. The island was large and rather scary at night. The jungle was thick with wild animals and towering trees. 

Something caught his eye and he peered at the ocean, at the endless stretch of clear blue water. Something bulky and large was bobbing up and down in the foamy waves. It was tipped over onto it's side. Jungkook got to his feet, rubbing his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming. 

It was the cruise boat they had been on earlier during the terrible storm. 

Jungkook went running as fast as he could back to the main land, his feet kicking up clouds of sand behind him. "Hyungs!" he cried, waving his arms to get their attention. Yoongi and Seokjin spared him a glance. "What is it?" 

"Look!" Jungkook pointed at the boat and Namjoon's face whitened. The lopsided boat was bobbing closer to shore and Jimin went running towards it. "Wait for me!" Taehyung shrieked, going after the older male. "Aish, those pabos," Hoseok muttered as he and the rest of the members followed Jimin and Taehyung towards the cruise boat. Up closer, they could see the damage the boat suffered. The sides were smashed in and cracked from being hauled against rocks, and it seemed abandoned. So that meant the staff and manager Sejin had either abandoned ship or had been rescued. 

"Man," Namjoon sighed as they viewed the destroyed boat float in the water. "They left the boat behind." 

"They left us behind too," Jungkook whispered, melancholy. Seokjin gave him a sharp glance and shook his head. "Don't think like that, Jungkookie," he scolded. "They are coming back for us. They got to." 

"It might take days, weeks. Maybe months," Namjoon placed his hand on the maknae's shoulder and tried to ignore how the younger was already feeling thin. They hadn't eaten much in three days, just wasting their time trying to find shelter to protect them from the harsh elements of the environment. "But we mustn't give up home. C'mon guys, we are BTS! We can do this!" 

Yoongi rolled his eyes but he understood the situation. They needed to use their heads and work together as a team. It was the only way they can survive until someone came back to rescue them and return them back home. 

"Now let's continue finding shelter." Namjoon turned around on his heel and continued his way down the sandy land towards the cluster of jagged rocks near the rocky cliffs. Yoongi sighed and followed the leader, the rest of the members lagging behind him. Taehyung was skipping, kicking up sand and a big smile on his face. It appalled Yoongi. Did the younger male not understand their situation? 

Apparently not, as Taehyung started singing a small tune under his breath. One that Yoongi found very annoying. 

"A potato flew around my room before you came excuse the mess you made it usually behaves," Taehyung sang. Yoongi bristled. The humming was getting on his nerves and he scowled loudly, getting Taehyung's attention. "Continue singing, Tae, and I will slug you." 

"Aish," Taehyung pouted. The rest of their walk was silent. The rocky land scraped and burned the skin of their feet, the members hissing under their breaths as they weaved through the spiky rocks. Jimin stubbed his toe and yelped, grabbing onto Hoseok's arm to steady himself. "Look!" Namjoon clapped his hands, delighted. A rocky cave was in view. It seemed big enough for the seven of them. Namjoon sprinted forward, getting a better view. Proud of himself, he turned back to the members. "We found shelter!" 

"Oh, great," Yoongi huffed, his pale face was flushed due to all the walking they did. "Except that we don't have any blankets or pillows. Not to mention, we will be sleeping on a hard, cold rock ground. I think I prefer the sand better." 

"Be grateful, Yoongi," Seokjin chastised. "We're lucky to have found any shelter at all." 

"He's right," Hoseok agreed. "At least we will be able to preserve our body heat more, and be protected from animals." 

Namjoon scooped up a sharp, pointed rock and drew three lines on the cave wall. "I'll be making down how many days we been here so far. That way, we will keep track." 

"Okay, now that we found shelter, I'm hungry," Taehyung whined. "What's for dinner?" 

The members looked at each other. "We could try catching fish," Seokjin began doubtfully. "I just don't know how we will do it." 

Taehyung gasped and pressed his hand against his heart. "But we can't eat the poor fish!" he wailed, startling the other members. "And why not?" Hoseok demanded. "It's food, and we are hungry!" 

"But, fish are our friends!" Taehyung cried. "Not food!" 

The other members stared at him blankly and Taehyung was offended. "Have none of you seen Finding Nemo?

"Forget it!" Yoongi snapped. "We are not going to starve to death because of your fish friends, Taehyung. In case you haven't noticed, we are on a deserted island, moron. We need food and water, so stop making everything a big joke to you and act serious for once in your life!" 

"Yoongi!" Jimin gasped, shocked. 

Taehyung pouted and stubbornly folded his arms across his chest. 

"A spear," Namjoon said suddenly. "We can make spears out of the tree limbs. And nets. Look at all those vines!" he pointed at the thick, green coarse vines hanging from the trees. "We can make fires and roast the fish at night!" 

"Let's not forget about the coconuts!" Seokjin gestured towards the trees with the tropical fruits. Coconuts, mangos, bananas. "We are all set with that!" 

"Ahh, now I'm even more hungrier," Hoseok moaned, rubbing his stomach. "Just imagine eating delicious fish tonight, and eating fruits," Jimin sighed happily. "Sounds like a feast to me!" 

A small crab scuttled past Jungkook's foot and an idea popped in his head. "Don't forget the crabs! We can eat crabs tonight." 

"Are you crazy!" Namjoon suddenly shrieked. Everyone froze as the leader ran towards Jungkook and grabbed the collar of his shirt. "We cannot eat those precious little creatures! I absolutely forbid it!" 

Taehyung giggled. 

"But, hyung!" Jungkook protested, tugging on Namjoon's hands so the older male could release his shirt. "It's food, and we need all the food we can get!" 

"No!" Namjoon wailed dramatically. "Not the crabs! They are too cute to be eaten, please!" 

"This is a joke, you can't be serious right now," Yoongi sighed and rubbed his temples. Taehyung wiped tears of laughter from his eyes. Jungkook finally managed to pry Namjoon's hands off of his shirt and huffed. "Fine, fine, hyung. We won't eat the crabs." 

Namjoon exhaled, relieved. 


They spent the rest of the day sharpening tree limbs into sharp, pointy spears. Namjoon started a small fire with Yoongi's help just as the sun was setting. Wading into the water with Jimin, Yoongi and the younger male waited patiently until a fish would swim by and they would jab at it with their spears. They managed to catch three large, silvery fish and hand it to Seokjin. 

Seokjin peeled the scales and skin off with the edge of a sharp rock, and skewered them with a sharp stick, roasting the fish above the toasty fire. Jimin's mouth watered as the sweet smell of fish wafted towards his nose. On cue, his stomach growled eagerly. He was so hungry. 

"Where's Taehyung?" Jungkook asked from his spot near Seokjin. Jimin looked around, but there was no sight of the younger male. "I dunno," Hoseok stood up and brushed sand off of his pants, glancing around. "He was here a few minutes ago." 

Suddenly, there was a whoop and Seokjin gasped, jumping to his feet. 

The members looked up, their mouths dropping open. 

Taehyung was swinging through the air, clutching onto a thick vine. He had his head thrown back, laughing and shrieking. "I'm Tarzan!" Taehyung howled. What was even more shocking was that Taehyung was wearing only a loincloth. 

"Taehyung!" Seokjin screamed, scandalized. "Where are your clothes?!" 

"Get down from there!" Namjoon shouted. 

"He's awesome!" Jungkook giggled before mimicking Taehyung's wailing cry. 

Jimin was sure he had never laughed so hard in his life before than he did now. 

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“It’s been exactly a week since BTS has been reported missing. Helicopters had flown over the ocean and no sight of them yet. Big Hit Entertainment has not said anything on the matter yet. We can only assume the worst now, as-“ 

“Turn it off,” Bang Shi Hyuk said sadly. One of the staff members quickly switched the TV off and the news reporter’s shrill voice was cut off. Bang Shi Hyuk sighed and rubbed his temples, the feeling of hopelessness getting stronger by each day. The overwhelming feeling of guilt and heartbreak intensifying. He wished he never arranged that cruise for those seven boys that he loved and cherished so much. He just wanted to do something nice for them, and this was the result. 

Bang Shi Hyuk didn’t want to believe they were dead. He couldn’t let himself believe it. They were BTS! Bulletproof Boy Scouts. He could only hang on to the hope that they were still alive… somewhere. 

Their families were devastated. Jimin’s younger brother, Jihyun sent an angry letter to Big Hit, demanding them to try harder to find his beloved older brother. Sejin had stepped outside of the building to come face to face with Taehyung’s mother. She was standing in front of the building, thick tears trailing down her cheeks. Sejin couldn’t face her, but he forced himself to do it. “I’m sorry,” he murmured softly. 

Taehyung’s mother turned her head to face him, her eyes shining with glossy tears. “It’s not your fault,” she murmured, touching his hand before walking away. 

ARMYS all over the world cried, clutching their army light sticks over their hearts as it began to rain. Even the world seemed to weep for what they had lost. 

If only they knew how BTS was prospering. 

“I’m sick of fish,” Taehyung whined. “It’s the fourth time this week that we ate it.” 

“Be grateful we have food at all,” Namjoon scolded as he bit into the fish and tore a chunk of meat, chewing loudly. He didn’t want to admit it, but even he was getting tired of eating fish. But he still refused to lay a finger on the crabs. And he forbidden the other members to do so. 

Jungkook and Yoongi appeared. In the maknae’s hands were peeled pineapples. Jimin made some grabby hands and Yoongi passed the fruit over to them. The only sounds was of their chewing and swallowing, the ocean waves gently crashing in the shore. 

“We been here for ten days,” Yoongi glanced at them over his pineapple. “Don’t you think they would have found us by now?” 

“Patience, Yoongi,” Seokjin said as he wove vines together to form a makeshift net. “We must not give up hope. They will find us.” 

Yoongi snorted and continued eating his fruits. Hoseok thoughtfully glanced up at the sky. “Do you think if we laid branches on the ground to spell out HELP US, a plane will be more likely to see us?” 

“That’s a great idea, hyung!” Jimin said enthusiastically. “We should start doing it now!” 

“This is hopeless. I can’t believe I’m stuck on an island with a bunch of morons,” Yoongi sighed. Namjoon and Seokjin shot him a sharp look. “What do you mean by that?” 

“They are not going to find us!” Yoongi bursted out, jumping to his feet. “It’s been ten days! Ten frigging days! They probably forgot about us and are making plans to debut another group to replace us!” 

Jungkook gasped, horrified. “How could you say that?” He said tearfully. “How could you have so little faith in our staff and Hitman Bang? They wouldn’t stop looking for us. You should know better than to say things like that, hyung.” 

“Face the reality, Jungkook,” Yoongi looked at him and his look of despair frightened the maknae. Yoongi had already given up. “When people land in these certain types of situation, they don’t usually come back the same. Or even come back at all.” 

“Don’t say that!” Hoseok snapped, scooting closer to Jungkook and wrapping his arm around the maknae’s shoulders in an attempt to calm him down. “We survived before, we can survive this. We went through so much as idols. We won’t let this overpower us.” 

“Don’t give up, Yoongi-hyung!” Taehyung piped up. “As long as we have each other, and fish! We will be alright!” 

“And you!” Yoongi glared at the younger male. “You take everything as a joke! Why can’t you be serious for once in your life?” 

“Min Yoongi!” Seokjin barked. But Yoongi wasn’t finished. “Just face it hyung! We are going to die here and then they will find our bodies in ten years!” 

Yoongi bolted away, and the rest of the members faced each other, misery and uncertainty etched on their faces. “I’ll talk to him, hyung,” Jimin said, placing his hand on Seokjin’s shoulder. “Yoongi will come around. You will see.” 

Seokjin sighed. “We can only hope, Jimin.” 



Yoongi ignored his name being called and he continued walking through the jagged rocks on the cliffs. “Yoongi!” 

He glanced over his shoulder to see Jimin hurrying up behind him. The younger male’s blonde hair was plastered to his forehead from sweat. “Yoongi, wait up.” 

“No, Jimin. I want to be alone,” Yoongi responded, even though he knew Jimin wouldn’t listen. He was right. Jimin tagged along and they walked in silence, standing on the rocky cliffs that overlooked the deep, blue sea. “Yoongi, I understand how you feel. I’m scared too. But we must not give up. If we do, then that means all our hard work has been for naught. Just give it some time, and before you know it, we will be back home.” 

“Easier said than done,” Yoongi retorted, folding his arms. “I want to believe they are looking for us. But how much longer before their patience and resources run out? What if they think we are dead?” 

Jimin sighed, the wind whipping through his hair. “Our fans won’t forget us. They’ll probably pester them to continue until they find us.” 

Yoongi sighed through his nose, looking at the sea. “I really want to go home.” He turned to Jimin. “I wish we could let them know where we are, or how we are doing.” 

“Me too, hyung,” Jimin touched Yoongi’s hand, his eyes squishing into crescents as he smiled. “Now let’s go back and continue eating our fish,” he said. Yoongi chuckled softly, and started following Jimin back down the rocky path that led to the sandy land. 

The rocky ground gave away beneath Jimin’s feet. 

Jimin screamed as he fell, his stomach lurching. He clawed at the air. Below him were pointed rocks. Yoongi lunged forward, laying on his stomach on the edge of the cliff. He grabbed Jimin’s arm and Jimin screamed again as his arm was nearly yanked out of it’s socket. He hung there, suspended over the sharp rocks that would definitely skewer him if he fell. 

Yoongi’s arms shook and his muscles burned like fire, breathing through gritted teeth. Do not let go. If he falls…

“Y-Yoongi…” Jimin gasped, tears welling in his eyes. He shakily looked down and his heart raced. Those rocks are so sharp. 

My parents…my brother…

Jimin clenched his teeth, looking up at the older male. Sweat was dripping down Yoongi’s face. With a grunt, Yoongi pulled up with all his might. Jimin gasped in pain, body quivering as he was pulled back on top of the cliff. He collapsed onto his side, his heart jackhammering in his chest. Yoongi was on his hands and knees, panting loudly. Their eyes met, and they didn’t speak for a while. 

A few days later…

Taehyung and Jungkook had enough. Namjoon’s request was ridiculous. It was time to start hunting for crabs! 

They set up tiny traps, hidden by bushes and palm tree leaves so Namjoon couldn’t see, and a another trap in the water. They had been living off of coconut water, mangos, pineapples, coconuts, bananas, and fish. Taehyung wanted something new on the menu. 

The next morning, as the seven males walked out of the cave, the sun was golden and warm. Already, they were getting tanned, the sun making their dyed hair fade out. Jungkook and Taehyung eagerly checked the traps and to their delight, it was filled with crabs. They dragged it back to their camp. Seokjin was in the water, ankle deep with his pointed spear, scanning the waters for fish. “Look what’s new on the menu!” Taehyung crowed. Hoseok bounded over towards them, excited. 


“What?” Namjoon glanced over at them and his jaw dropped, eyes comically widening. “No! I said no crabs!” 

“Too late!” Taehyung opened one of the traps. “Seokjin, can you cook this sucker, please?” In his hand, was a medium sized crab that looked very angry. It clicked it’s pinchers, it’s legs whirling. 

Namjoon ran forward and lunged at Taehyung, who yelped and dropped the crab in surprise. His hold on the trap loosened and the net split open, all of the crabs escaping. 

“Run away! Be free!” Namjoon cried. 

“No!” Taehyung shrieked. “Jimin, Hoseok, get them!” 

Jimin was laughing too hard, and Hoseok was screaming shrilly as a crab scuttled over his foot. “Get it off me, get it off me!” Another crab was clinging to the hem of his shorts, it’s legs scrabbling for balance on Hoseok’s thigh. 

“The Great Crab Escapade!” Yoongi laughed, slapping a high five with Jungkook, who was wiping tears of laughter from his eyes. 

“My dinner!” Taehyung wailed. 

“I’m going to faint,” Hoseok said as the stubborn crab clinging to his shorts wouldn’t budge. Jimin seized the small crustacean and tossed it into the sea. Namjoon nodded in approval while Taehyung mournfully glanced at the last crab that scuttled across the sand and entered the ocean. 

“Hilarious,” Jimin giggled. Over their laughter, they could hear the noises of an oncoming airplane.