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The searches are random.
You are never informed when the search will take place in an attempt to catch you off guard.
The males were in the kitchen; Yoongi and Seokjin at the stove, the maknae line aggressively mixing ingredients while Namjoon sat alone at the table.
Namjoon sighed as he went to flip a page in his book, but abruptly stopped.
It was a slight pang, an eerie feeling creeping down his spine.
It's the feeling you get before you go home after a bad report card.
Only one thing came to mind.
Hoseok.
He quickly stood up, going unnoticed by the five males and practically ran down the hall.
He went to Hoseok's jewelry box and looked in the hidden compartment, only to find it empty.
He began to panic, frantically looking around.
“come on Namjoon! Think!”
His eyes wandered towards Hoseok's sock drawer, and he got an idea.
He took every pair of socks out, breaking apart each bundle until he finds what he's looking for.
In a bundle pushed to the back of the drawer were several little bags.
Namjoon shook his head, proceeding to tuck the bundle away in his pocket.
Without mentioning to the others that he's leaving, he slips out the back door.
He walks down several blocks, taking the backstreets as to not be recognized.
As he passed by a trashcan, he thought about throwing the baggies away but he decided against it.
Hoseok would kill him for sure.
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GO ASK NAMJOON | kim namjoon
FanfictionA leader, an addict, and the life of an idol; all three can crumble in a heart beat. Kim Namjoon keeps a diary.