PolyPocket // BTS (Slow Uploads)

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"Also in this weeks news-
Bighit Entertainment has created their fifth band. A hip hop group that goes by the name "Bulletproof Boyscouts" or BTS. After there other bands, 8eight, homme, 2AM and Glam not looking so hot on the charts, we don't expect much from the outcome. Personally, I don't like the style, and all my companions don't either, so we're expecting a flop." - Channel News Asia.

"No More Dream is just making it into Koreas top 100 at No. 98. BTS' choreography and style has been gaining a lot of attention recently, mainly by foreigners. They're saying that Bulletproof are stealing their culture, or that they love having a KPOP group break the stereotypes with a hip-hop act. The reactions are very opposite, but in the Korean industry it's not looking sharp." - Mnet

"BTS saw walking around hyochang park without supervision. It is obvious the boys don't care about their label in the slightest and don't put any effort into Bighits name." - Korea Today

"They're not good at all! Plain and simple, their music makes me want to hurl."
"They can't even dance."
"Why would anyone want to have that image?"
"Why would anyone want to stan them?"

Namjoon heaves a well needed sigh as he logs off their shared computer. Clearing his history as he doesn't want his members to see what he's been searching, even though they will think he's been watching something foul... Ew.

"You okay bro?" Yoongi shuffles into the dark room, careful not to trip over any cables or wires.
"Yeah, I'm fine." He replies weakly as Yoongi kneels next to him.
"Have you seen the news?"
Namjoon nods.
"Have they?"
Yoongi shakes his head.
"Let's keep it that way then, hyung." NJ
"I agree." Y
They are emotionless, not an enthusiastic tone to be found in the rivers of defeat that runs through their vocals.
"It doesn't have to be like this Joonie," the elder rests his head on the latter's lap, "We'll show them one day, even if it's half a decade away. We'll show them that we are more Bulletproof than we are Boyscouts."

His voice becomes stuffy, and at a slightly higher pitch, trying to choke back his feelings. Namjoon obliviously doesn't notice. But someone does, someone passing by the door, who stopped to tell them dinner was ready, someone who has also seen the comments. The hyung of the group. Jin.
"Ding Dong!"

He masks his words with cheer.
"Yeah?"
"Dinner boys, were famished and waiting for you. Hurry hurry chicken curry,"
"Is it curry night?"
"No, that's tomorrow Yoongs." He giggles while returning to the coffee table in their messy living room.
"Are they coming hyung?" Jimin asks, smiling brightly, cutely.
"Yes Jiminah- *gasp* WHO STARTED EATING ALREADY?" Jin squeals mother-like, making the boy with sauce around his lips choke on his mouthful.
"Taehyung!"
"I'm sorry, I'm starving." He pouts, earning laughter from the maknae, who's still very shy around the others.

"Badara Badara Badara Boooooooo!" Hoseok places the tray of drinks on the cramped table, in front of the sitting boys.
"Voila!"
"Are you French now?"
"No, I'm Badaranian now," He protests.
"Are you drunk Hobi hyung?" Jungkook asks, making his hyungs laugh a lot.
"Whaaaaat nooooooo- we're not aloud it, remember?"

"Sorry if we're late,"-NJ
"Sorry? I'm about to pass out I'm that hungry!"
Taehyung yells, causing Jimin to curl up on the floor with a stitch as he's laughing that hard, even though, there's nothing that funny going on. He just likes to be happy.
"Right you dorks, bone apple tit."-J
"*COUGHING CHOKING KSGQGSJ* YOU MEAN BON A PETIT??"-NJ
"How, what did I say?"-J

~

The group are sat on the floor of their apartment, playing Mario kart to see who gets the top bunks for the night, Jungkook sitting admiring the pretty boys play... Pretty? Uh he means petty! Petty boys, he's not gay, right?

Incoming call from "BANG PD"

"Oh I was just about to win that as well!"
"Tae you were last,"
"Shut up Hobi."

Accept requested face time.

"Bulletproof Boyscouts," a close up of their bosses face covers the screen. "Training is canceled for the next two weeks. We at bighit need to see a closer connection with you, you all, if you get what I mean."
"I'm sorry sir, I don't follow?" NJ
"Well, Sejin and I want to see more than just a Skinship, we want to see a relationship..."
"..."
"..."
"With who?" Namjoon speaks first, hoping the awkward tension will dial down.
"You all." It didn't.
"What?" NJ
"Listen we just need you to be in a polyamorous relationship together, you are our dolls after all. Our literal polypockets, capéche? If you fail to accept these conditions, you're fired." PD
"Y-yes sir." NJ
"Good lads." PD
Call ended.

Silence engulfs the room, every members heart rate increasing to an abnormal pace, as they all secretly wanted this.
"...Well then." T
"Isn't this borderline abuse?" Y
"I... I-" JM
"What the fuck are we're meant to say?" Hoseok scoffs, head dropping to his hands.
"Language-" J
"No. Allow it. There's reasons to be in a mood" Namjoon stands, storming to the bathroom and slamming the door shut aggressively. The boys that are left suddenly jump in sync as they hear a grunt, punch and "Fuck" leave the room.

One by one, each boy exit the living room relatively fast until it was only the maknae left, still staring at the TV. "M-mummy," His voice wobbles whilst his knees curl too his chest. "What am I going to do now?"

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A/N
Listen I'm just writing this because Wattpad is a biach and deleted my other story that I spent 5 months working on. So while rewriting that, I thought of this and wrote it to keep my sanity. -Author Carys xx