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"Do we even know where we're going?"
Angel had been bugging the whole walk, asking questions left and right about this and that.
"Yes" namjoon answered annoyed
"When are we gonna get there?? This is taking so long!" She whined, crossing her arms.
Suddenly hobi stopped in his steps, he looked around examining our surroundings. His sweet sharp facial features stiffened.
"We're here." He smiled.
I came foward, knowing I was the key to the plan.
On the ceiling displayed a large trap door but the problem was that in order to open it you had to enter a code and pick the lock. Not only did it have high security but it was high up from the tunnel floor
Hoseok bent down a little, making it easier for me to sit on his shoulders. I got on as gently as I could trying not to hurt his shoulders. He stood up properly, I felt scared to fall but he squeezed onto my thighs assuring me endurance. My upper inner thighs hugged around his neck, not too tight to the point where I'd be choking him tho.
Looking up at the door, I began to struggle picking the lock with the small Bobby pin.
"Fucking small ass Bobby pin" I grunted
"Need help?" A voice from behind me offered
"No I'm fine." I said sternly
I didn't need anyone else to do such a small task. Finally getting away from my father was a time for maturing. I wasn't his little girl anymore.
Finally I finished, the only thing left..the pin.
All I could do was hope the one I had memorized from my childhood was right, who knows if my father would've changed it.
1...8...1...5...6..347
A high pitched beep came from the device, along with a small green light. Correct!
My father put the security in so none of his prisoners could escape...but who know his daughter would be one of them?
A/n: LOOK AT HIMMM HES SO PRETTTTYYY
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