CHAPTER 32 | House Of Cards

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(A/N) - y'all i am so sorry i have been neglecting this story 😭 i didn't have much motivation to continue it but now i do! enjoy the chapter up ahead ;)

-abby

 "Help me with these boxes, kid

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"Help me with these boxes, kid."

You holler over to Jungkook, your naturally raspy voice echoing in the vast warehouse. Another day has presented itself, the chilly afternoon gleaming outside of dusty windows. As usual, the warehouse is cold, so your classic leather jacket is thrown on as usual. Your [H/C] [H/T] is thrown into a messy updo, some pieces coming out to frame your face. When you were getting ready this morning, of course, you ensured to use foundation to cover your scars. You know that some obvious ones will never fade, though.

"Coming, Noona!" Jungkook calls back in response, trekking over the unclean warehouse floors in a light jog. His wavy chestnut hair bounces across his face, more lengthy as time as passed. Your face flushes at his usual nickname. 'Shut up, [Y/N]. He always calls you Noona.'

"You need a trim," you comment as he approaches, reaching a slender hand out to flick some of his hair. He smiles shaking his head.

"I happen to like my hair this long," he replies.

'I do too,' you think begrudgingly.

You scoff, but playfully. "Whatever, kid." You gesture to a stack of boxes to your left, then moving your finger to the hallway. "Take 'em away."

"Roger." He grins, then passes by you to do as he's told. You catch a whiff of his perfume, swallowing dryly at the intoxicating scent before forcing yourself to walk away to busy yourself with something else.

Something is coming, something big, and all of you know it. The supply runs have been almost every day by now, and suspiciously enough, the boys are coming back with worse and worse injuries. You go on these small missions as well, but you've never gotten as injured as a few deep cuts and bruises. It's usually from outrunning street thugs or oncoming police.

Things have run as usual otherwise. You join the occasional and usual meetings with the rest of the R.I in the meeting room when presented with a series of leads. A lot has a happened so far, but now, you're all focused on one thing: President Allison Diggory's daughter, Ella.

One thing is clear: Song Sangmi, Song Byunghoon's young daughter, is dead. And his son Beomsoo is dead too, killed by W.R.A.I.T.H just like his little sister. Actually, now that you really think about it, the entire Song family is dead. All except Byunghoon's ex-wife Seolhee.

You stop for a minute, holding the box in your hand as to where your knuckles turn white. Seolhee. You could all talk to Seolhee about Sangmi, maybe get some leads on how she was really killed. Yes, she was killed in experiments with snake venom, but still, after all this time you still don't have the details.

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