This time, it was an odd mixture between the usual and just being angry. His phone went off, but Suga didn’t answer it. He shouldn’t have to listen to some excuse about how Garry was so sorry for forgetting again, and that he’d be there soon.

Instead, he waited, and waited, and waited some more. When he got tired of that, and realized that his boyfriend wasn’t going to show up at all, he got up and forced himself to go home.

The strong urge to get drunk was there, but he ignored it. Garry would feel bad enough when Suga refused to pay attention to him for the rest of the day, and the taller man would have the bed all to himself.

The rest of the day didn’t quite go the way Suga imagined it to. When he arrived at the little apartment building, there were some police officers outside, which he paid no attention to. It was impossible to ignore the one outside of his specific apartment, telling him that he couldn’t go inside at all - there was an investigation happening for a kidnapping.

It didn’t.. make sense for several long minutes, even though the police officer kept explaining that a very tall man with purple hair - the owner of this apartment - managed to call for help before getting kidnapped.

Then he checked the phone message from when Garry tried to call him. When it all truly set in, Suga broke down. It started with just simple shaking as he walked away from the apartment door, before he was on his knees, crying and holding his shivering body.

His everything was gone. He should have picked up the phone, and come home right away, but he didn’t.

Hours later, he was at another apartment on the other side of town. Time had passed by in a haze, and Suga couldn’t even remember how he’d tracked him down. All he knew was that he felt sick, and if his love was around, he’d be taking him home. If he’d been in a proper state of mind, maybe he would try for a plan - whomever it was, they managed to take down his extremely tall and strong boyfriend.

No such planning took place. He simply knocked on the door, and punched the guy who answered it in the dick. It was easy enough to walk past him while he howled out a ‘what the fuck’ while cupping that portion of his anatomy.

When he found Garry tied up in multiple ways (presumably out of fear that he’d break out of simple bindings) and bandaged up - well, Suga went back over to the recovering man and-

He couldn’t actually remember what he did next either, just that the much taller stranger was on the ground moaning in pain. Suga was bleeding, too, and it felt like he couldn’t hear anything as he located a knife and undid all the rope. Garry’s mouth was moving, but he couldn’t quite figure out what was being said, until there were arms around him and he could hear his love sobbing.