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1 ๐“Œ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‰ ๐“Œ๐‘’ ๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“๐“ ๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“‚๐‘’
2 ๐‘”๐‘’๐“‰๐“‰๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐’ป๐’ถ๐“‚๐’พ๐“๐’พ๐’ถ๐“‡
3 ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐“‚๐’ถ๐“Ž ๐“ˆ๐‘’๐‘’๐“‚ ๐‘œ๐’น๐’น
4 ๐’น๐‘œ๐“ƒ'๐“‰ ๐‘”๐‘’๐“‰ ๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“Š๐‘”๐’ฝ๐“‰
5 ๐“…๐’ถ๐“‡๐“‰ ๐“Œ๐‘’ ๐“ƒ๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’๐“‡ ๐‘”๐‘’๐“‰ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“ˆ๐‘’๐‘’
6 ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“‚๐‘œ๐“‡๐‘’ ๐’ฝ๐“Š๐“‚๐’ถ๐“ƒ ๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“ˆ๐‘’๐‘’๐“‚๐‘’๐’น
7 ๐’น๐‘œ๐“ƒ'๐“‰ ๐“ˆ๐’ถ๐“Ž ๐ผ ๐’น๐’พ๐’น๐“ƒ'๐“‰ ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“‡๐“ƒ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š
8 ๐’ถ ๐’น๐‘’๐’ถ๐“ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“‰๐’ฝ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’น๐‘’๐“‹๐’พ๐“
9 ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’น๐‘’๐’ป๐’พ๐“ƒ๐’พ๐“‰๐’พ๐‘œ๐“ƒ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐“๐‘œ๐“‹๐‘’
10 ๐‘”๐“Š๐’พ๐“๐“‰ ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐“‚๐“Ž ๐’ธ๐“‡๐’พ๐“‚๐‘’
11 ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“‡๐“Ž ๐“ƒ๐’พ๐‘”๐’ฝ๐“‰ ๐‘œ๐“ƒ ๐’ถ ๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“‹๐’ถ๐“ˆ
12 ๐“‰๐‘’๐“๐“ ๐’ถ ๐“๐’พ๐‘’, ๐‘”๐‘’๐“‰ ๐“‡๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’๐“ƒ๐‘”๐‘’
13 ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’น๐‘’๐‘’๐“… ๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’๐“‡๐‘”๐“‡๐‘’๐‘’๐“ƒ
14 ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“Œ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“‰๐‘’ ๐’น๐‘œ๐“‹๐‘’
15 ๐“…๐‘œ๐’พ๐“ˆ๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐‘’๐’น ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“‡๐“ƒ
16 ๐“ˆ๐‘’๐’ธ๐“‡๐‘’๐“‰๐“ˆ ๐“Œ๐‘’ ๐“€๐‘’๐‘’๐“…
17 ๐“ƒ๐‘œ๐“‰ ๐“Œ๐’ฝ๐‘œ ๐ผ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“Š๐‘”๐’ฝ๐“‰ ๐ผ ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“ˆ
18 ๐’น๐’พ๐’น ๐’พ๐“‰ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‡๐“ˆ๐‘’๐“๐’ป
19 ๐“ƒ๐‘œ๐“Œ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐“€๐“ƒ๐‘œ๐“Œ
20 ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“‡๐’ถ๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“๐“ ๐’ป๐’ถ๐“๐“
21 ๐’ธ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡๐“‡๐“Ž ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘’
22 ๐’พ ๐“ƒ๐‘’๐‘’๐’น ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‰๐‘’ ๐“‚๐‘’
23 ๐‘’๐“…๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‚๐‘’๐“‡๐’ถ๐“
24 ๐“ƒ๐‘œ๐“‰ ๐’ถ ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐“‡๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐‘”๐‘’๐“‡
25 ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“‡ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐“ˆ๐“Š๐“ˆ๐“…๐’พ๐’ธ๐’พ๐‘œ๐“ƒ
26 ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“‡ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐“ˆ๐“Š๐“ˆ๐“…๐’พ๐’ธ๐’พ๐‘œ๐“ƒ ๐“‰๐“Œ๐‘œ
27 ๐’ธ๐“‡๐“Ž ๐“‚๐‘’ ๐’ถ ๐“‡๐’พ๐“‹๐‘’๐“‡
28 ๐’ฟ๐‘’๐’ถ๐“๐‘œ๐“Š๐“ˆ
29 ๐’พ'๐“๐“ ๐“ˆ๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“Œ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š
30 ๐“‚๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐‘’๐“‡ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐“Š๐“ˆ
31 ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“…๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐‘’๐“ƒ๐’พ๐“ ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐’ถ๐“๐“ˆ ๐“‰๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‡๐“ˆ
32 ๐“‡๐‘’๐“‚๐‘’๐“‚๐’ท๐‘’๐“‡ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“‰๐’พ๐“‚๐‘’
33 ๐‘”๐‘œ๐“๐’น๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐’ถ๐“…๐“…๐“๐‘’
34 ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐“๐’พ๐“€๐‘’ ๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐‘’๐“Ž
35 ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“‹๐’ถ๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“‰ ๐‘’๐“Ž๐‘’
36 ๐“‡๐’พ๐’ธ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐“ˆ๐“€๐’พ๐“ƒ
38 ๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐“๐“Ž ๐’ป๐‘œ๐“‡ ๐“‚๐‘’
39 ๐’ป๐’พ๐‘”๐’ฝ๐“‰ ๐’ป๐‘œ๐“‡ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š
40 ๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐’พ๐’ป ๐’พ๐“‰ ๐“€๐’พ๐“๐“๐“ˆ ๐“‚๐‘’
41 ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“‡๐‘’๐’น ๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“‡๐’น
42 ๐’ถ๐’น๐‘œ๐“‡๐‘’ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š
43 ๐’น๐‘œ๐“ƒ'๐“‰ ๐“๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐“‚๐‘’
44 ๐“ˆ๐“๐‘’๐‘’๐“…๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐’ท๐‘’๐’ถ๐“Š๐“‰๐“Ž
45 ๐’พ๐’ป ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐“Œ๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐“‰ ๐‘”๐‘œ, ๐’พ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“๐“
46 ๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“ƒ'๐“‰ ๐“๐’พ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‰ ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“‚
47 ๐“…๐“๐’ถ๐’ธ๐‘’ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“‰๐’ฝ ๐“ƒ๐‘œ ๐“ƒ๐’ถ๐“‚๐‘’
48 ๐“ˆ๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“Œ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐’ป๐“๐’ถ๐“‚๐‘’๐“ˆ
49 ๐’ท๐“‡๐‘œ๐“€๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐’ท๐“‡๐’พ๐’น๐‘”๐‘’
50 ๐’ฟ๐“Š๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ท๐‘’๐‘”๐’พ๐“ƒ๐“ƒ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘”
โ™” ๐๐Ž๐Ž๐Š ๐“๐–๐Ž : ๐‡๐ˆ๐‘๐€๐„๐“๐‡ โ™”
51 ๐’ท๐’พ๐“‡๐“‰๐’ฝ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐’ถ ๐’ป๐“๐‘œ๐“Œ๐‘’๐“‡
52 ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐’ท๐“Ž ๐“‚๐‘’
53 ๐“๐’พ๐’ป๐‘’ ๐’ป๐‘œ๐“‡ ๐’ถ ๐“๐’พ๐’ป๐‘’
54 ๐“๐“Š๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“‰๐“‡๐“Š๐“ˆ๐“‰
55 ๐’ท๐“๐‘œ๐‘œ๐’น๐“ˆ ๐“‚๐’ถ๐“‰๐’ธ๐’ฝ
56 ๐’ถ ๐’ป๐’ถ๐“‚๐’พ๐“๐’พ๐’ถ๐“‡ ๐‘”๐’พ๐’ป๐“‰
57 ๐“๐‘œ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“๐“ ๐’ป๐’พ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐’ถ ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“Ž
58 ๐“ˆ๐’พ๐“๐‘’๐“ƒ๐“‰ ๐“ƒ๐’พ๐‘”๐’ฝ๐“‰
59 ๐’ป๐‘œ๐‘œ๐“ ๐’ป๐‘œ๐“‡ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š
60 ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“๐“๐“ˆ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐‘”๐“๐‘œ๐“‡๐“Ž
61 ๐’ป๐‘œ๐“‡๐“‰๐“Š๐“ƒ๐‘’ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐’ท๐‘œ๐“Š๐“ƒ๐’น
62 ๐“Œ๐‘œ๐“‡๐’น๐“ˆ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“‰๐’ฝ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“‚๐’พ๐“ˆ๐“‰
63 ๐’ธ๐“๐“Š๐‘’๐“๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“ˆ
64 ๐’ถ ๐’ท๐“‡๐‘’๐’พ๐’ป ๐“๐‘œ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐’ถ๐’ป๐’ป๐’ถ๐’พ๐“‡
65 ๐“‚๐’ถ๐“€๐‘’ ๐’พ๐“‰ ๐’ท๐‘’๐’ถ๐“Š๐“‰๐’พ๐’ป๐“Š๐“
66 ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐’น๐‘œ๐“Œ๐“ˆ ๐’ธ๐“Š๐“‡๐‘’
67 ๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“‡๐‘’๐’น
68 ๐‘”๐‘œ ๐’ป๐‘œ๐“‡ ๐’ท๐“‡๐‘œ๐“€๐‘’
69 ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’น๐‘’๐“‹๐’พ๐“ ๐’ธ๐“‡๐’พ๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐’ท๐“๐‘œ๐‘œ๐’น
70 ๐’ธ๐’ถ๐‘”๐‘’๐’น ๐’พ๐“ƒ
71 ๐“๐‘’๐“‰ ๐“‚๐‘’ ๐“๐‘œ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š
72 ๐’ท๐‘’๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“Š๐“ˆ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š
73 ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š'๐“‡๐‘’ ๐“‚๐“Ž ๐’ท๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’ป๐“‡๐’พ๐‘’๐“ƒ๐’น
74 ๐’ท๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น๐’พ๐“‰๐“ˆ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“๐“
75 ๐“‚๐“Ž ๐“€๐’พ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐“‚๐’ถ๐“ƒ
76 ๐’ป๐‘œ๐‘œ๐“๐’พ๐“ˆ๐’ฝ ๐“‚๐’ถ๐“ˆ๐“€
77 ๐“†๐“Š๐’พ๐’ธ๐“€ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐’น๐’พ๐“‡๐“‰๐“Ž
78 ๐“ˆ๐’ฝ๐‘’'๐“ˆ ๐’ถ ๐“ˆ๐“Œ๐‘’๐‘’๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‡๐“‰
79 ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“‰๐’ธ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐’ธ๐“‡๐’ถ๐’ป๐“‰
80 ๐“ƒ๐‘œ ๐‘”๐“Š๐“‰๐“ˆ, ๐“ƒ๐‘œ ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐‘œ๐“‡๐“Ž
81 ๐“…๐‘œ๐“ˆ๐‘’ ๐’ป๐‘œ๐“‡ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‡ ๐“‚๐“Š๐‘”๐“ˆ๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“‰
82 ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“ƒ๐’พ๐‘”๐’ฝ๐“‰ ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’พ๐“๐“ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š๐“ƒ๐‘”
83 ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“ƒ'๐“‰ ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐‘œ๐“… ๐“‚๐‘’ ๐“ƒ๐‘œ๐“Œ
84 ๐“‰๐’พ๐“‚๐‘’ ๐’ป๐‘œ๐“‡ ๐’พ๐“‰ ๐’ถ๐“๐“
85 ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ท๐‘’๐’ถ๐“Š๐“‰๐’พ๐’ป๐“Š๐“ ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐“‡๐“Š๐‘”๐‘”๐“๐‘’
86 ๐“ˆ๐‘œ๐“‚๐‘’๐“Œ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡๐‘’ ๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐’ท๐‘’๐“‰๐“Œ๐‘’๐‘’๐“ƒ
87 ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“Ž ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐“€๐’พ๐“ˆ๐“ˆ ๐“‚๐‘’
88 ๐“ˆ๐’ฝ๐‘’'๐“ˆ ๐“‚๐“Ž ๐’ท๐’ถ๐’ท๐“Ž
89 ๐“‰๐’พ๐“‚๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐’ป๐‘œ๐“‡๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’๐“‡ ๐’ป๐“‡๐‘œ๐“๐‘’๐“ƒ
90 ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐’น๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“…๐‘’๐“‡๐’ถ๐“‰๐‘’
91 ๐’น๐‘’๐‘’๐“…๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐’ป๐‘’๐‘’๐“๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘”๐“ˆ
92 ๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’๐“‡๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐‘’ ๐’ป๐’ถ๐“๐“๐“ˆ ๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐“๐‘œ๐“‹๐‘’
93 ๐“€๐“ƒ๐’พ๐’ป๐‘’ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‡๐“‰
94 ๐“ˆ๐‘’๐’ธ๐“‡๐‘’๐“‰๐“ˆ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“‰๐‘’๐“๐“
95 ๐“๐’พ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐‘’๐“ƒ๐’น
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"What the hell?"

Jimin jumped up, and held his chest. "The rock fucking talks."

Lisa and Jungkook both sat up. I took a closer look, and hit Jimin's chest. "That's Jungkook."

Jimin's hand dropped, and he clenched his fists. Right as Jungkook noticed, he moved away and put his hands up.

"Listen. I know you're pissed, but it's dark, and it's not fair for you to kick my ass when I can't see."

Jimin continued to move forward, while Jungkook backed away, almost tripping on a log.

"You bastard, I'm gonna fucking kill you."

Jimin grabbed Jungkook by his shirt, and threw him to floor. As much as Jungkook was on my bad list, I couldn't see Jimin whip him. I quickly ran over to him, and pulled his shoulders back.

"Jimin, not now. We'll kick his ass later."

"Huh?" Jungkook almost choked. I pulled Jimin's arm away, and he glared at Lisa.

"I-

"You told him didn't you? I don't think I threatened you enough." His jaw clenched. I tried to pull him back, but his body was too heavy for me to move.

"Baby, sit down. We'll talk about this tomorrow." I kissed his lips, and sat beside him. Jungkook was left dumbfounded, as he's never seen us be affectionate, let alone kiss. Everyone at the facility is used to us hating each others guts.

"Get used to it." Jimin scoffed.





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"Come back here, you're not wearing any pants!"

Hoseok chased the child around the field, until Tae finally grabbed him. He laid him on the floor, and walked over to Hoseok.

"I'd be good with kids, you think?

He scratched his head. "You can't have a kid, until you stop being one."

Taehyung raised his brows. "Good point."

Hoseok shushed him, and focused on the faint conversation. "Who the hell is he talking to?"

Taehyung shrugged his shoulders, and he and Hoseok quickly ran inside. He grabbed Tae's arm and pulled him back.

"Don't make a single noise." He warned, as they hid behind the corner. They watched the boy speak to the strangers. Their uniforms looked familiar.

Hoseok's eyes went wide. "They're from the facility." He whispered.

The boy's voice got louder. "Yes, they are here. They went on a walk."

Hoseok slapped his forehead. "Thanks for selling us out."

He grabbed Tae's arm, and they went through the back door.

"We gotta get out of here." Tae paced back and forth. They looked at the Jungle, and then at each other. Both of them gave an agreeing nod.






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I squinted my eyes open, as the sun was shining directly through the branches. My hands were holding the arms, wrapped around my waist. I didn't want to wake him up, but I saw Lisa was gone.

I moved his arms away, and slowly looked around. "Lisa?" I whispered. I continued to walk along the path, until I saw her near the water.

"What are you doing?"

She quickly turned around. "Well, since we're here for a while, we'll need food and water."

I noticed the fish in the basket, and heard my stomach growl. I usually hate seafood, but now even that looks appetizing to me.

"You need any help?" I knelt down beside her.

"I'll carry the water, can you carry the basket?"

"Sure." I smiled, and picked up the basket of fish. We walked along the trail, and I dropped everything in my hand.

"Where's Jimin and Jungkook?"

Lisa followed shortly behind me. "Maybe they're having a talk."

I shook my head. "Uhuh, Jimin doesn't do talks."

I quickly ran through the trees, shouting his name. Wow, he took my words wait till morning very seriously.

"Shit."

I took a deep breath, and shouted his name as loud as I could. I was the last thing on his mind, as he and Jungkook were tackling each other to the ground.

"Jungkook!" I tried to yell, but he also ignored me, and continued grabbing Jimin by the shirt. He threw a punch at his eye, and that was the last straw for me.

"Jungkook, don't fucking touch him." I shoved his chest back, and he quickly moved away. He's not going to just get him banned, and then try to attack him. That's not how apologies work.

Once Jimin was on his feet, he shoved my arm out the way, and locked eyes with his enemy. "You should've died two weeks ago bastard. You should've drank the poison you fucking nobody."

My eyes narrowed, as I looked at Jimin. "What poison?"

He opened his mouth, but not a word came out. I followed his gaze, and tilted my head.

"Hoseok?" Jimin squinted his eyes.

"Tae?" Jungkook and I both spoke.

Hoseok spread his arms out, and dramatically jumped into Jimin's arms. "I fucking missed you." He almost cried.

Jimin scrunched his nose, and pushed Hoseok off of him. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I'm here to save your ass." Hoseok brought his hand down to Jimin's ass, but he blocked it.

"Nice job, you really saved me there." He sarcastically grinned.

I walked towards Tae, and pulled him into a hug. I haven't seen him since he was accused of murder. I felt like a mother reunited with her child.

"Good to see you." He extended his hand for Jimin to shake. Jimin hesitated, but eventually shook his hand.

"Listen on a more important note, men from the facility are here. They don't know where we are, but they know that we are on the island."

Jimin crossed his arms. "How the hell do they know that?"

"About that.. the kid kind of snitched."

Jimin rolled his eyes. "I told you we should've gotten rid of the thing."

I narrowed my eyes at him, and he did it back. "What?"

I ignored him, and brought my focus back to Hoseok. "What do we do now?"

"We need to move further into the jungle, where no one would ever look."

We picked up our things, and gathered in a group. Jimin stood by Hoseok, avoiding me. I don't know if I heard him right, but did he say he tried to poison Jungkook?

I looked down at floor as I walked, when a hand tapped my shoulder. I looked up to see a nervous Jungkook.

"Hey." He tried to smile. I continued to walk, ignoring him.

"Please talk to me, I'm sorry."

I let out a deep breath, and faced him. "Sorry doesn't cut it Jungkook. You knew I loved him, yet you told on him to sabotage both of us. You knew he'd get banned, but you did it anyways. I thought you cared about me."

"I do care about you. That's why I thought keeping you from him was best, but I was stupid and wrong. I'm so sorry. I thought I lost you." He looked into my eyes.

"You shouldn't be apologizing to me." I looked down, and he glared at Jimin who was busy looking at the map.

"A-are you sure that's a good idea? He's kind of a hot head.."

I shrugged my shoulders. "Yeah, I know. Do it anyways."

He gulped, and headed towards Jimin. "Listen I-

"WATCH OUT."






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Yoongi threw a dart at the board, missing it completely. "What's gotten into Jin."

Namjoon looked up from the scoreboard. "What do you mean by that?"

"I don't know, he's just a nervous wreck."

"Maybe it's because of all the shit that's been going on."

Yoongi scratched his head. "Do you maybe think he-

"No."

"Namjoon let me finish."

"Sorry." He quickly apologized.

"Do you think he's worried about Jimin?"

Namjoon sighed. "I mean, after all, they are brothers."

"Yeah brothers." Yoongi air quoted.

"I just-

The door opened, and they quickly shuffled out of their seats. Jin walked into the room and sat on the empt seat.

"Good morn- afternoon." Namjoon stuttered.

Jin sighed, and took a sip out of his cup. "Good afternoon."

The two looked at each other, and then back at Jin. "Listen, we know that you're having a tough time with this, and Jimin being gone, but-"

"Wait wait wait." He put his hand up. "Who said anything about missing Jimin? He deserves what he gets. I warned him millions of times, and he never listened. Sure I don't want him to get hurt, but he deserves to be punished."

Namjoon nodded his head. "He is a stubborn kid."

"You think?" Yoongi chuckled.

Jin got up, and patted them on the back. "Thanks for looking out for me. Now let's try to work with these guys. We need to get our 'children' back."







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We all moved back, while the printed leopard jumped in front of Jungkook. He held his arms out, pushing us behind him. My breath quickened, and I looked to my side. I was used to having a hand to hold.

"You all slowly move to the left. I'll handle it." Jungkook instructed.

Jimin scoffed. "You're all talk."

"Listen, I know we're not on good terms, and I'm sorry." He slowly moved to the pace of the animal. "I was trying to protect her, but ended up hurting her instead."

"Now you realize that?"

He sighed. "If she l-loves you, then she's happy, and I'm happy if she is."

My eyes locked with Jimin's. I've never needed someone more than I do right now. Something was pulling me back. Fear? The truth?

Hoseok interrupted. "Uh, can we focus on the cheetah."

"It's a leopard." Tae pointed out.

"I don't care.."

Just as Jungkook stepped forward, the animal sprinted back into the jungle. He wiped his hands, and returned with a smug look.

"That's all it took?"

"I guess his face wasn't appetizing." Jimin muttered. I giggled, as I was probably the only one who heard him.

Jungkook turned to me. "I'm sorry for doing this to you guys. I didn't mean to cause a barrier." He looked over at Jimin who was kicking stones.

I laid my hand on his shoulder. "Jungkook, thank you for apologizing. Don't worry about Jimin and I. We'll sort things out."

He smiled and pulled me into a hug. "I missed you."

"I missed you too." I mumbled into his shoulder.

Hoseok snuck up to Jimin, pulling his shirt back. He frowned when he didn't get the reaction he wanted.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." He continued to kick stones.

Hoseok rolled his eyes. "You're pissed. Why?"

Jimin turned around and crossed his arms. "This, okay? Look at what we're doing. I should be at the fucking facility doing my job, yet I'm in a jungle with the bastard I hate."

"I thought you hated the facility.."

"I still do, but it's better than being here."

Hoseok shook his shoulders. "I know why you're mad, and if I'm right, you need to go talk to her."

He brushed his hand off. "She's got her boy toy. She doesn't need me."

Hoseok gritted his teeth, when he saw Jungkook and I hug. He followed Jimin and tried to explain.

"She loves you Jimin, you know that."

He turned around and shoved Hoseok's chest. "I told you I would be right all along. I told you there's no such fucking thing as love. It's all bullshit."

"You're so delusional."

"No Hoseok, you are."

He sat Jimin down, and thought for a second. "I have a question."

"What?"

"Have you two had sex yet?"

He frowned. "No, why?"

"Oh my goodness. That's why you're a cranky bastard. You haven't hit it yet."

Jimin shoved his shoulder. "That's not true."

"Yes it is! You used to have sex every week or so, and now since you're committed, you haven't had any. It makes perfect sense."

Jimin rolled his eyes. "You're crazy."

He got up, and tugged at Jimin's arm. "Cmon, you're having sex with her."

"What? You can't just ask that."

"That's the thing. Don't ask. Just go for it. It's sexier than being like uh can we uh have like uh se-

Jimin slapped his shoulder. "I don't talk like that."

"Then go." He yelled.

"I don't want you coming back until you have something nasty to share."






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