"Seokjinnie! Seokjinnie! Seokjinnie!" Taehyung yells as soon as they arrive home."I just heard the door—where do you come from? Did you go out to buy more biscuits? What happened? Are you fine?" Jimin interrogates, cupping Taehyung's bread cheeks.
He nods.
"Didn't you hear us leave?" Jungkook raises an eyebrow, laying on the sofa trying to recover his breath.
"Oh—I was making out with Hobi."
Jungkook regrets asking.
Seokjin comes out of his office, behind him Yoongi and Namjoon. Jimin steps aside and Seokjin hugs Taehyung.
"Bubba, is something wrong?"
"We saw Mimi."
Yoongi finds his way to Taehyung. "That fucking psycho was here? Did she try to hurt you?"
"Relax, Yoongi. I took care of everything—but luck was on our side. We went to get the biscuits at the nearby store. Five of her men were also around, they were looking for something."
"Us?" Hoseok appears from the hallway, with messy hair and swollen lips.
"We don't know." Taehyung shrugs. "I think they didn't recognise us."
Namjoon moves towards Yoongi to hold his hand. "Do you think they're looking for me?"
"It could be." Seokjin breaths, biting the inside of his lip. "Guys, did you notice something? Did she talk to them? Everything matters, even the tiniest detail."
Taehyung and Jungkook share a brief look, shaking their heads.
"Wait. I think I did." Jungkook confesses, changing to a seatted position.
Seokjin takes a place right next to him.
"One of those men had a rose pin on his suit, I think all of them did."
Seokjin hums. "Have you seen them before? That day in the factory, when they took Tae."
Jungkook frowns, lowering his head as if it would help him remember faster. All the boys gather together on the sofa, waiting for his answer.
"No, they didn't have it."
"I don't remember it either." Taehyung agrees.
"She wants to have them identified." Seokjin speculates.
"Can you guess why, cutie pie?"
Seokjin shakes his head. "Probably to have them controlled. Make them think they belong to something important—as if she won't kill them the same minute they make a mistake."
Namjoon bites the inside of his cheek. "Do you mean she's manipulating them?"
"I don't think so. They can work for her for money, hate, loyalty. . ." Seokjin sighs, messing with his hair.
"A lot of people are praying for the Bangtan Boys downfall." Hoseok points out, playing with his hair. "Their best chance to get it."
"Especially Bang PD." Jimin remarks, shivering at his memory.
Namjoon opens and closes his mouth a few times, unsure if he wants to know the answer. "Who wants to see us fall?"
"Our enemies, duh." Hoseok answers, as if it was the most obvious question in the world.
"Hold on—we have enemies?"
All of them sigh in desperation, wishing Namjoon recovers his memories fast.

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