𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑼𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝑫𝒚𝒏𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒚

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As the door to the meeting room opened, Jungkook was the first to look up from his phone, his eyes locking on the entering girls. He didn't say anything, just silently observed them as they walked in.

Yoongi, who was sprawled out on one of the sofas, lazily opened one eye to glance at the newcomers. He raised an eyebrow, taking in their appearance, then went back to his half-asleep state.

Jin remained quiet but politely acknowledged their presence. Namjoon just observed quietly, his expression neutral. Hoseok greeted them with a friendly wave.

Jungkook, using his phone laying on the couch rolled his eyes again as Tzuyu hovered near him. She was always sticking to his side, and it was driving him crazy. He shot a pleading look at the other hyungs, silently begging for help.

Hoseok chuckled, noticing the silent plea in Jungkook's eyes. He stood up and walked over to where Tzuyu was hovering near him, "Hey Tzuyu, why don't you come and sit next to me?"

He said with a friendly smile, gently taking her by the arm and guiding her away from Jungkook's side.

Nayeon approached Jin with a sweet smile, her eyes sparkling as she sat down next to him on the couch.

"Hey, Jin-oppa," she said, her voice soft and pleasant. Jin looked up at her, forcing a polite smile on his face. He

"How are you doing?" Nayeon asked, tilting her head to the side slightly. She didn't miss the hint of displeasure in Jin's eyes, but she chose to ignore it.

Momo sauntered over to where Jimin was sitting, her hips swaying slightly with each step. She perched herself on the armrest of the sofa next to him, a cheeky smile on her lips.

She leaned closer to him, her hair falling forward to brush against his shoulder. "You're looking especially handsome today," she said, her tone flirty as she reached out to touch his arm.

Jimin chuckled at her compliment, not at all taken aback by her behavior. "You're not so bad yourself," he retorted, his eyes flickering over her.

She grinned at his response, and leaned in even closer, her hand tracing a lazy pattern on his arm. "You know, I was thinking," she said, her voice lowering to a sultry tone.

Jimin arched one eyebrow, leaning back on the couch giving her a coy look, "What were you thinking?" he asked, his eyes meeting hers.

Momo leaned even closer, her lips almost brushing against his ear as she whispered, "You, me, a quiet room, alone time."

Jimin chuckled at her boldness. "And what would we do in this quiet room, alone?"

She pulled back slightly, her lips curving into a grin. "Oh, I have a few ideas."

Her hand slid from his arm to rest on his thigh, her fingers tracing light patterns on the fabric of his pants.

Dahyun walked to Namjoon, her expression curious as she leaned against the wall next to him. "Um, Namjoon-oppa?" she began, folding her arms.

Namjoon looked up from his phone, raising an eyebrow at her question. "Yes, Dahyun?" he asked.

She fidgeted slightly with the hem of her sweater. "Do you know where Taehyung is?" she asked, her eyes scanning the room for any sign of the missing person.

Namjoon nodded, "Ah, he said he was tired and went to his room."

Dahyun puffed out her cheeks, looking like she just lost something. But she put on a smile that looked all fake.

"I see..." she said quietly, standing there like a statue. She looked like she was thinking and thinking, but no words came out of her mouth.

Finally, she spoke up again, looking a little nervous. "Can I go check on him?" she asked, tilting her head like a puppy.