𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏𝟏𝟏

With his own location always protected, Yoongi sends a short message to their enemy, communicating the place of encounter near the mountains, just a bit far from Seoul. Finally, the Bangtan Boys will finish what they started, protecting their name and identity.

Taehyung drives Blacky, Yoongi leading the way as greed grows inside him. Jungkook and Hoseok stole all the money they carried that day, a large bag filled with cash, but Yoongi hopes they carry some more with them today. Once dead, he'll rummage through their pockets, perhaps they bring something valuable.

Taehyung parks at the beginning of the woods, behind an abandoned and neglected cafe. A green ivy creeper surrounds the walls, reaching the roof. Wild flowers bloomed, but wet dead leaves still cover the ground as it drizzles outside.

Years ago a lot of people walked through these paths enjoying the pure air, the birds chirping while kids and couples fed the ducks living in the lake. As other natural parks were created with better conditions, this side lost all its popularity and won a new reputation for all the trafficking of drugs and firearms taking place, especially at dusk.

The bear boy gives him the keys, refusing to leave until Yoongi seats on the driver seat. Yoongi reassures him, showing the gun he keeps between his legs under the laptop. Nevertheless, Taehyung reminds him for the third time to drive away if they find him and avoid doing something stupid.

Yoongi comforts him and tells him he hacked the leader's phone. These people never learn. Where the leader goes, the other nine men follow.

The hacker dismisses them when Taehyung becomes too emotional.

The four boys part ways, Jungkook stays with Taehyung, while Jimin follows and watches Hoseok's back. The blond couldn't bring one of his useful creations, afraid it would set fire.

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Seokjin washes his teeth and face after waking up at noon. He smiles at his reflection in the mirror, he can't remember the last time he slept more than ten hours, his mind worry-free, skin glowing. With his brain and body recharged, his emotions finally stabilized.

Nevertheless, when he thinks about Namjoon his heart still sinks. If he lost Namjoon forever, he would never fully recover, even if he lived one hundred years.

He kept thinking about what Jungkook said yesterday while taking the bath and came to the conclusion he would spend all day resting—he wouldn't even step foot in his office, unless an emergency occurs.

He takes off his pajamas and puts on an oversized white t-shirt and grey sweatpants—perfect for a lazy day—and heads to the living room to greet the others.

Seokjin's heart skips a bit as Namjoon reads a book on a sofa, his old silver glasses on. He licks his lower lip in concentration, turning the pages gracefully. His hair has grown a bit, a few locks rubbing his forehead.

As if noticing the elder's eyes on him, he raises his head. Namjoon's eyes widen so slightly, not expecting to see him so soon. Nervous because the boys left, then bored without nothing to do, he forgot he would spend the day alone with him until the others come back.

He clears his throat and smiles softly to break the ice, his dimples making the gesture more adorable.

"Good morning, Jin."

He hasn't called me Seokjin. "Morning."

"Or should we say afternoon?" Namjoon teases, turning his body towards the clock in the kitchen.

Seokjin bites his lower lip, its corners turning upwards. Old Joon would've said that.

"It's my free day." he leans to a side, taking a better look at the kitchen. "Where's everyone? They've already left?"