𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏𝟏

Seokjin plays with Namjoon's fingers, caressing them and moving them around. He studies his boyfriend's face as much as he lets him. The leader keeps his head down, keeping his other hand on Seokjin's lap.

"How are you feeling, Joon?" He asks, regardless knowing the answer.

He shrugs, only raises his head to properly answer him. "Just tired, the usual. Does your shoulder ache as much as before? Did the anaesthetic work?"

"Mm-hmm. How are you truly feeling, Joon?" Seokjin can read Namjoon so easily, sometimes the younger wonders how. The rest of his boyfriends need their time to comprehend what goes inside the leader's mind. "You can talk to me, no ones here."

"I'm exahusted, Jin. You got shot, Taehyung's toxic thoughts got over him, and we need to find a place to stay. It's already afternoon and we haven't decided yet. Moreover, you're trapped in this bed, Taehyung disappeared, and the doctor will kick us out in a few hours." He scratches the back of his head. "Taehyung was right about something. . . Since Jungkook joined our team, everything goes wrong. What upsets me the most is Jungkook doesn't do anything, it's been a while since he started behaving."

"Jungkook's a difficult kid. Just like Yoongs was. Lucky he had Hobi, and maybe Hobi can be there for Jungkook, too. I could try, but he doesn't take me seriously."

"He doesn't want to listen to me. Maybe it's just the way he is. Rebel, unbothered, immature, bold, and unconscious." He shrugs. "Protecting us and finishing this mission is the only thing I can focus right now. Of course, with my amazing plot twist. Bang PD will have their bodies, but not the way he wants."

"Oh, Joon. Tell me you told Bang PD about killing those freaks?"

"He doesn't need to know, love. Not yet."

Seokjin smiles, actually finding hot how Namjoon would kill anyone that dared to touch one of his boys.

"Meanwhile, why don't you and Yoongi choose the hotel? I want to see your options, too. As the wounded boy, let me choose!" He says, more hyped up for Namjoon's sake.

"You're not the wounded boy, you're still our genius detective."

Namjoon gets up to disconnect Yoongi's laptop from the charger. He quickly inserts the password and places the laptop in Seokjin's lap.

"We discarded most of them, so now we need to choose from these two options. Which do you like the most?" Namjoon raises an eyebrow.

Seokjin scoffs, shaking his head. "Are you actually asking me? Sunrise to the Sunset definitely wins. The luxurious, the better. Bet those freaks can't even pay a night there. In the end, all of our enemies wish they were us."

Namjoon chuckles at Seokjin's antics. "Couldn't expect less from you, love."

* * *

Jimin rests his body on a wall, earning a concern look from one of the nurses.

"Excuse me, do you need help? Are you feeling alright?"

Jimin nods his head. "Just. . . Just out of breath. That's. . . That's all. Give me five minutes. . . and I'm back on the hunt, baby."

The nurse frowns, approaching closer to him. "Are you a patient? Your face doesn't look familiar. Do you have any breathing condition?"

"No, no, no. I'm just running through every possible floor trying to find one of my boyfriends." He shakes his hands, playing it cool with a smile.

"Oh. . . So, you lost your boyfriend? Do you want me to help finding him? What's your name?"