In a world where paths cross unexpectedly, relationships can take unexpected turns. Sometimes, those we think we know best become strangers, and everything changes. What will happen afterwards? Read to find out!
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Jungkook's POV-
As the heavy meeting room door swung open, I stepped out, rubbing the back of my neck. Two hours of discussing how to find the boss of the Han group felt like an eternity. My father's stern voice echoed in my mind, reminding us of the urgency of our mission.
"Finally! I thought I was going to suffocate in there," Hoseok hyung exclaimed, stretching his arms above his head like he'd just run a marathon.
"Seriously, who knew a family meeting could be so boring?" Jimin added, rolling his eyes dramatically. "Next time, let's just bring popcorn."
Yoongi hyung chuckled, his usual sarcasm evident. "I'll compose a new track called Snooze Fest just for that meeting."
"Maybe you should've just sung your way through it," Seokjin hyung shot back with a teasing smile.
"Or we could just make a mess out of it like we always do," Jimin suggested, a cheeky grin spreading across his face.
I leaned against the wall, watching my brothers bicker. Despite the weight of our task, I couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort in our camaraderie. But then my gaze landed on Taehyung, who lingered by the door, calm and quiet. He observed the playful exchanges with an air of serenity, and I could feel the divide between us growing wider.
"Jungkook, what do you think?" Namjoon hyung asked, breaking my thoughts.
"About what?" I replied, keeping my tone neutral, my eyes fixed on my brothers.
Namjoon hyung glanced at Taehyung before turning back to me. "We need to strategize on how to find the boss of the Han group."
"Yeah, we should hit their weak points. The more we know, the better our chances," I said, my voice steady. My gaze flicked to Taehyung, who watched us with an unreadable expression, as if silently assessing the situation.
"Hyung, let's not forget that we also have to look cool while we're at it," Jimin chimed in, crossing his arms with a playful smirk. "I mean, we can't let the Han group see us looking like we just rolled out of bed."
"Maybe you should've worn something better instead of those pajamas," I teased, unable to resist a jab at Jimin. The others laughed, but Taehyung remained quiet, an island of calm amid our chaos.
"Hey, my pajamas are very stylish!" Jimin shot back, feigning offense. "I'll have you know that they're all the rage in Paris right now."
"Paris, huh? So that's where you've been hiding," Hoseok hyung quipped, trying to stifle a laugh. "Maybe we should book you a one-way ticket there."
"Only if you promise to come with me and not embarrass me," Jimin replied, his grin widening.
Our father's voice rang out from down the hall. "Find the boss as soon as possible," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument. "I expect results."
