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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
37 ๐’ธ๐“‡๐’ถ๐’ธ๐“€ ๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐‘”๐“๐’ถ๐“ˆ๐“ˆ
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“‚
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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By jiminthighsss








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"Jungkook, don't listen to him."

He lowered his head, gulping before he spoke.

"No, he's right. After all, your boyfriend knows best."

I turned my face to Jimin once Jungkook walked to the back of the jet.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

He shook his head, and clenched his fists.

"Whether or not he's being a dick or your prince, you always side with him. But no, when I decide to fuck up, everyone notices."

I rolled my eyes. "Jimin you're making absolutely no sense."

He tugged at his hair, and walked towards Jungkook.

"Listen here. If you think for one second I'm here to give you a shitty apology, you're right."

"Huh?"

"You heard me."

Jungkook bit his lip. "Not to be rude or anything, but every time I talk to you, you always seem to be drunk."

Jimin crossed his arms. "One, I'm not drunk."

"Two, that's fucking insulting."

Jungkook lifted his hands in defense. "Sorry, but it's true."

He tilted his head, and grabbed Jungkook's shirt. "I know you have something against me dating El, but let me tell you something buddy, I already got her hooked on my di-"

"Ahem."

Both their heads turned to me, as if I weren't a couple feet from them. Jungkook's cheeks turned a bright pink, while Jimin brushed his hair back.

"Hooked onto my dignity." He smiled innocently.

I glared at Jimin, and his broad shoulders sunk.

"Jimin are you drunk?"

Jungkook snickered. "I told you."

"How could I be drunk? Your fucked up turn spilt my vodka all over me."

"You deserved it." Jungkook muttered, catching me and Jimin's attention.

I grabbed his shoulders, and looked into his furious eyes. He continued to glare at Jungkook, when my hand reached his chin.

"What was it I was attached to again?"

He drew his brows together, and slightly chuckled. "Don't test me."

Jungkook looked at both of us. "Um hello? We're in a tree."

"So get us down Mr know it all."

I punched Jimin's shoulder, and went near the door.

He raised an eyebrow. "What are you doing?"

"Getting us the hell out of here."

I pulled the lever, letting the door slide past the branches.







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"How'd it go?"

"What?"

"The kid. How'd it go with the kid?"

Yoongi shrugged his shoulders. "I got nothing."

"What do you mean you got nothing. I thought he'd be an easy target."

"I guess not."

Jin opened his mouth to speak, but instantly closed it when a door flew open. All the men in the room averted their eyes to Mr Shaw. The brace on his neck didn't help his case.

He walked with a familiar grin plastered on his face. The look of victory. He threw a pile of stapled papers in front of Jin.

Jin raised his brow. "What's this?"

"Read it."

His grin became more noticeable as he watched Jin read the words. "I got it approved."

Jin dropped the papers, and raised his head. "You can't do this."

"But I can." He grabbed the papers, and marched towards the door.

"This isn't over."

"But it is, Jin."

With that, Mr Shaw was gone, and Jin was left speechless. He looked at Yoongi, before storming out the room.






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I narrowed my eyes.

"Jungkook, how'd you get down so fast?"

He lifted his head. "I fell of the tree..."

Jimin chuckled, letting his head fall back. "It was hard to miss."

I cupped my hands around my mouth. "Are you hurt?"

"No El. It's not like I fell 40 feet or anything."

"Sorry for worrying about you."

I felt a hand grab mine, as the branch below me snapped. Jimins wrist was red, as my entire weight was fighting to pull his body down.

"El jump!"

I looked down at Jungkook, and raised my brows. "Huh?"

"Jump, I'll catch you!"

I met Jimin's eyes, and he nodded.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

I checked that Jungkook was ready, and let go of Jimin's hand.

"El keep you knee st-

"Ooh." Jimin hid his face, feeling the pain that Jungkook was feeling.

I quickly got up, and lifted his head. "I'm sorry Jungkook, are you okay?"

"You kneed me right there." He pointed at his crotch.

The sound of shoes hit the ground, and Jimin was now by my side.

"We need to find shelter. We'll be here for a while."

He looked at Jungkook, and scoffed. "Grow a pair."

We walked for what felt like miles. Half way through the hike, I was asleep on Jimin's back. I squinted my eyes open, thinking we would be there by now.

"Are you serious?"

They both turned to look at me. I only got a side glimpse of Jimin's face, but I could tell he was confused.

"What?"

"We're still not there?"

"Why are you complaining? I'm carrying your fat ass."

"Okay okay, I'll stop." He whined, as I pinched the skin on his neck.

"How much longer do we have?"

He stayed silent for a couple seconds. "I think this is far enough."

My eyes lit up, and I jumped off his back. "Finally, I can rest."

Jimin and Jungkook glared at me.

"What?" I shrugged my shoulders.

"You slept on his shoulders. That's not enough rest?"

I giggled at Jungkook's anger, and sat on a log.

"So, how long are we here for?"

Jimin cleared his throat. "Days, weeks maybe. I'm not sure."

Jungkook quickly stood up. "I'm searching for water and food."

"Stay close. We're not coming to find you if you get lost."

"Thanks." He raised his brows at Jimin's harsh words, and walked along the dirt.

"What's wrong?"

I stared at Jimin, while he kicked at the small rocks surrounding the trees.

"Nothing."

"Nothing." I mimicked his voice, and immediately regretted it.

He harshly grabbed my shirt. "Pissing me off isn't your best bet right now."

"Jeez. Someone's on their period."

He scrunched his nose. "What?"

"Nothing." I dragged his arm so he was sitting beside me.

"I hate situations like this."

"Like what?"

"Situations that cause a barrier between us."

I raised my brows. "What's the barrier?"

"Him."

I ran my hand through his hair. "He's not a barrier Jimin. He's just my best friend."

"I just want to be able to see you, alone. Without fifty people trying to kill me or stop you from being with me."

"I thought I was the only one who felt that way."

His eyes grew wide. "You feel that way?"

"Of course. I can't spend time with the man I love. Trust me I'm a bit disappointed that I haven't explored your body yet."

"Wh-

"Nothing." I gulped. "Ignore what I said."

"I can't."

I looked into his hungry eyes. Shit, I'll admit, that's my fault. I got him all worked up and horny.

"You don't feel pressured right?"

"Pressured?"

"To have sex with me?"

I choked on my laugh. "Jimin, I've wanted to screw you the first day we met."

"Really?"

"Listen, I may have hated you, but that doesn't mean you weren't sexy."

"That's true."

"That you thought the same thing?"

"No, that I'm sexy."







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"This is an emergency. We need you to shut the gates immediately."

Jin patiently waited to hear a voice speak back through the walkie talkie.

"I'm sorry sir. We have orders from Mr. Shaw to head out tomorrow."

His hand gripped the machine. "You need to listen to me. He's trying to kill my broth- m-my

"Jin are you okay?" Namjoon pulled his shoulder back.

"I- I can't let him die."

"I know that-"

"No, you don't understand. His mother left him stranded. God wanted us to find him that day. To take him in our arms and care for him. We can't let him kill Jimin."

Namjoon let out a deep breath. "There's nothing we can do, expect get him ourselves."

"You know we can't do that."

"I know someone that can."






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"Hobi?"

"Yes Auntie?"

She grinned his adorable voice.

"You have a customer."

He rushed out the bathroom, and wiped his hands.

"Frank, good to see you buddy." He slid a menu towards the counter, then raised his brow.

"The usual?"

"Yeah, I'll take the usual."

Hoseok worked with his aunt. His parents were also killed during the war, and she was the only family he had. Her brother in law works with the government. That's why they're given a place above the restaurant.

Restaurants weren't a thing anymore. Food was cooked were you slept, no where else. Hoseok's restaurant was the only exception, since it was that good.

"Hoseok, you have a phone call."

"Alright, let me give him his food first." He smiled at the man patiently waiting.

He always tried to keep it friendly. One small mistake could shut them down, and leave them homeless or put on a executioners island.

He placed the food in front of the man, and ran over to the phone.

"Hello, it's Hoseok."

"This is Namjoon, from the facility. I have a very important mission for you."

"What is it?"






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"Where is he? I told you he'd get lost."

"I don't think he's lost. I think he found something."

He cleared his throat. "El, baby. You really can't be that dumb."

"What? How am I being dumb?"

"There's nothing to find here. Something found him."

"You think an animal maybe?"

"Who knows. He tries to fight everything he sees."

I chuckled, quickly covering my mouth. "It's not funny, he could be hurt."

"It's pretty funny."

I picked myself up. "Should we look for him."

"No, we can't leave our spot."

"Listen, I get that you hate him, but he could be in trouble."

"And you listen to me." He whispered. "We're going with my word, and that's final."

"You're so hot when you're mad."

He rolled his eyes, and laid down on the ground. I began striking wood against each other, trying to catch a spark.

His hand quickly grabbed mine. "Are you fucking crazy?"

My eyes went wide as his harsh grip stunned me. I dropped the wood, and looked at him.

"What?" I quietly spoke.

"If you light a fire, you give our spot away in an instant. Plus, do you know how fast fires spread, especially in forest areas?"

I lowered my head, and he let go of his harsh grip. "I'm sorry for yelling at you. I don't want to see you get hurt."

I silently nodded, and he kissed the top of my head. "Everything will be fine, okay?"

I nodded again, and he pulled me into his chest. This whole game of what island to go to next, wasn't fun anymore. It wasn't a game to be played. Especially when your life is involved.






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"Did you call him?"

"Yes, he said he'll do his best to get down there by morning."

Jin sighed. "That's not enough time. He needs to be down there tonight."

He marched out of the room, and spotted Valentina. She had just finished speaking to a worker, when she turned around to face him.

"Listen, I know what you're going through, and I promise we are here to help."

"Really? Because the last time I checked, you left the facility to pursue your own career."

"I had no choice."

"You let millions die."

"That wasn't my fault."

"Who's fault was it then? Mine?"

"It's none of our faults. We just need to figure out how to stop Shaw, and things will go back to normal."

He shook his head. "Normal as in, you go back to your office, and I stay here at the facility?"

She stepped forward. "I'd like to stay here with you and your people Jin."

His state became piercing when a guard entered the room, demanding his attention.

"Sir, they are armed and heading out in thirty."

"That's too soon." He looked at Valentina and she nodded.

"You got a plan?"

She grinned.

"I'm Valentina."

"Of course I do."





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