Part 13

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Everything I use here is mine, except BTS and the members, as I made the plot and the plot is made up for your entertainment.

I sighed loudly, lightly grabbing Yoongi's jumper but anyone could tell I didn't want to let go either. This might never happen again so I might as well enjoy it now.

"Yoongi! Could you please call Ellie for lunch!"

"Sure, I'll tell her!" Yoongi replied loudly, disappointed of this moment being ruined but slowly releasing me from his grip and pulled back, making me be able to see his handsome face that he hid.

He looked better than before, suppressing himself from smiling since he didn't get any happiness radiating from me. His hopes fell immediately and his insecurity spiked up.

"Hey, keep smiling, like this okay, you look cuter that way," I reassured, using my hand to cup Yoongi's cheeks softly while giving a smile myself.

Having his cheeks go a lighter shade of pink, Yoongi nodded happily and had a smile of his own. If only it could stay like that, if only life was that generous.

A special agent and a superstar being friends. Impossible. Only in your imagination. That's what I thought until I met Min Yoongi, one of the main rappers in BTS.

"I'll go now," I finally said, breaking the eye contact and grabbed for my gun on the drawer before rushing out of the room.

I didn't even know when I started to hold my breath! What was this! Some sort of treatment? Yoongi might have felt it too... Oh why did I get associated with these people anyways!

Walking down the stairs, I was greeted with a quick hug by Jungkook, who looked happy for some reason.

"What got you so happy Kookie?" I questioned curiously, rubbing the younger male's hair that he loved very much.

"He won't even tell us, the interviewer just asked a question and he's been like this ever since," Jin explained from the living room.

Looking back at Jungkook, it always annoyed me of how he was taller than me. Height was very essential to become a special agent but I was a different case. I was even shorter than Jimin.

"Nothing, just happy to see you!" Kookie replied happily, swinging my hand side to side.

"But you just saw me less than an a hour ago,"

"It doesn't matter, can we watch Iron Man 3 now?"

"Haven't we watched it three times now?" I answered back, getting a flustered and embarrassed Jungkook from my question.

"I know, but I want to watch it again with you," Jungkook pleaded with his brown doe eyes and I couldn't help but say yes to him.

"But first, go change into your casual clothes," I said convincingly, having Jungkook nod in agreement and go into his room.

Smiling slightly at the cuteness of the male, I checked on Namjoon in the gym, a place I haven't visited in a while.

"Hey Ellie," Namjoon immediately said as soon as I opened the door, giving me a smile that showed his dimples.

"Hello, is this where you've been?"

"Yeah, it helps me with my mental health you know,"

Sitting on the yoga mat, I looked around the room with curiosity, most of the gym equipments that I used to use were all there.

"I know, I used to go to the gym every time I could had the opportunity,"

"Used to? What about now?"

"I don't have the motivation for it right now,"

"Really? Can I ask why?"

Letting out a short sigh, I looked at the male, who looked at me back with curiosity.

"I don't have time for it right now, besides it doesn't matter," I simply replied, my mind thinking otherwise.

"But it did matter to you before, you know, you're always welcome to use our gym,"

"Thanks-"

"Ellie? Ellie! Where did you go!"

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