HEE:LIFT | TXT & Enhypen

~ forty-six ~

TW: slight violence, abuse, alcoholism

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Landfills and Due Bills || 2/4

"Start escorting them to the cars," the captain ordered. "I'm heading over to the HYBE building now. If you don't get there with thirteen boys before six-thirty, you're all fired."

Dobby and the three other soldiers swallowed nervously. "Yes, sir."

"You're the worst damn squad in this sector," the captain muttered.

"Sorry, sir," they chorused.

The captain turned around. "Hayashi Eunji. Lee Jihun. You're free to leave whenever you want; alibis checked out."

The two adults bowed respectfully. "Thank you, sir."

Ni-ki frowned, tugging on Eunji's sleeve. "Wait, your surname is Hayashi?"

Eunji shifted uncomfortably. "Yes."

"You're Japanese?"

"Half."

"Mom or Dad?"

"Dad." Eunji stood up, moving to the other side of the room.

Ni-ki followed her. "Were you born in Korea, or did you move? I moved."

"I know." Eunji rolled her eyes.

Ni-ki grinned in response. "Eunji noona, do you-"

"I'm not your noona."

"Eunji sunbaenim, do you like tteokbokki?"

"No."

"Bulgogi?"

"No."

"Bibimbap?"

"No."

"Then what do you like?"

Eunji hesitated. "Bungeoppang is okay."

Ni-ki lit up. "I love bungeoppang!"

He ran to the kitchen, returning a second later with his bungeoppang mold. "See? I'm not allowed to use it anymore because last time I spilled the batter, but-"

"Ni-ki." Sunoo shook his head. "Put it back. She's not interested."

Heeseung watched the boy dejectedly stuff his mold into a random cupboard.

***

"Yo." Taehyung leaned back in his seat. "You guys got dragged here too?"

"Yep," Heeseung sighed, sinking into an office chair. "It was a nice way to start the day off."

The rest of his members gathered around the meeting table.

"Hyung, wake up." Jungkook tapped Jimin's shoulder. "Belift's here."

"Wha...?" Jimin yawned, his colorful hair sticking out from under his hood at odd angles. "Oh. Do any of you know what's going on?"

"Nope." Yeonjun sat down, playing with a pen from the cupholder in front of him.

Jungkook groaned. "We've been here for hours. The staff won't tell us anything."

"Yeah, and none of our hyungs have responded to our texts or calls since last night." Taehyung frowned. "I mean, they're probably fine, but we're getting worried since the military showed up at our doorstep and all."

Sunoo nodded understandingly. "They'll be here soon, I'm sure of it."

The meeting room quieted down as everyone made themselves comfortable.