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[Jimin]

"Luna, the perfect goddess, had made a mistake."

A mistake? Luna? No.

"Luna makes no mistakes. She's a goddess." Said Yoongi sternly, putting my thoughts into coherent sentences.

Jin rolled his puffy, red eyes, "Yeah, okay, fine, whatever. Those are your beliefs, I have mine."

The bar was silent once that annoying jiggle from the bell sounded. We all turned to see who had entered and it was just a regular customer. A middle aged man with a large gut and angry eyes who looked like he wanted to drink away his problems.

I turned back around since he wasn't anyone I knew, and I played with the scar on my pointer finger as I thought.

If Luna is actually able to make mistakes.. are Jungkook and I just a mistake?

[Jungkook]

I woke up to a pounding headache and light shining through my window. I tried to use my arm to block the fucking sun from my fucking eyes but you know that didn't fucking work.

"Fuck." I had no choice but to actually get up. Maybe. "SEO-YEON! I NEED HELP!"

I could hear slow foot steps pattering against the hard wood and there stood Seo-Yeon in glittering glory, "Yes?"

She was wearing a little dress, a blue one that I usually see her in, her favorite. Her hair was just a little, black poof with grey strands sporadically placed. She had a tired face, one that drooped down when she slept, but I've seen pictures of when she was younger. She was a beaut.

I began to cry dramatically, sniffling and hiccuping, "I'M BURNING!"

She looked at me with dead eyes, not even worried about me for a second. She continued to stare at me until I stopped crying and we had a staring contest, "Can you please shut my curtain?"

She stood still with her arms crossed and her worn face looking even more worn than usual before she sighed and headed towards my window, "Why can't you do it? You have two perfectly working legs."

I got my blanket and snuggled with it, tangling my legs with the cool sheets, "Because I'm tired."

"Tired? You're too young to be tired." She said as she closed the curtains roughly, attitude seeping from her voice.

"Well, you know what, Seo-Yeon? You're too old to be alive." I spat playfully and she shot me the same dead look as if she agreed with me.

"Just go back to sleep, ya twat." She rolled her eyes and exited my room, shutting the door softly behind her.

Seo-Yeon was pretty timid when it came to the intimidating people like my father, but honestly, she's one of my best friends. And I know that may seem sad, being a best friends with an old lady, but she was there for me when there was no one.

I smiled at my sleepy thoughts.

"JUNGKOOKIE~!" That high pitched voice immediately woke me up and I could recognize the owner just by the sound of her "JU-"

I sat up and sighed sadly, knowing that I wouldn't be able to go to sleep with this person in my house. My door opened wildly, as if it exploded, and there stood a woman with light brown, caramel hair. She wore a white dress that flowed down but still showed off her curvy hips and slim waist and white heels that looked.. uncomfortable.

"What do you want, Lisa..?" I said lowly, rubbing my eyes with the back of my hand.

Her mouth gaped and she looked genuinely offended, "A lonely wife can't come visit her husband? How rude."

I shook my head and yawned, laying down on my bed again.

"Wait, don't tell me you're going back to sleep? Because if you are, I'll have no choice but to staple-"

I patted the spot beside me, allowing her to accompany me, "But take off your shoes."

My eyes were already getting heavier by the second and I could feel myself drift away, but the last thing I could remember was a small hand on my chest. Her hand didn't bother me, but.. there definitely was something missing. A certain.. tingle.

[Taehyung]

"Right this way, young master." A tall woman with a tight bun on the top of her head ushered, a pack of files between her arm and her chest.

I followed her down the long, twisting corridor to two dark double doors. The woman bowed and left me to enter the room by myself, which I did not enjoy.

I gulped as my fingers laced the lining of the detailed door.

"Taehyung." A deep voice called, my hand having a mini seizure, "What are you doing?"

I opened the door promptly, my father already knowing of my presence. There he sat in all his intimidating glory. Yes, my father wasn't one of the power alphas but he sure knew how to make someone shit their pants.

We reflected each other in many ways, our eyes, nose, and even our mouth. His hair was a chestnut brown that was swept to the side professionally, and his eyes were a cold, brown as well.

"Sit." He commanded and I quickly made my way to one of the two seats that were parallel to his large desk.

I gulped again, my heart beating faster than I would like.

"So, I know you're probably wondering why I've called you here today."

I nodded slightly, not wanting to come off as too strong but not wanting to seem like I was weak or anything because that's the last thing my father would want. But if I'm too strong, he'll think that I'm weird or-

"Here." He tossed a file of papers my way, the file landing perfectly in my lap.

It was a thick folder that consisted of many papers and sub-folders. I examined it with great interest, wondering what could be inside this folder and how important it could be.. It had to be very important, important enough to have my father call me for the first time in two years.

"Look that over and come back at the same time tomorrow." He ordered, his face plastered with a stern expression, "We have much to discuss."

[author's notes]

Have a good day!

:)

Gonna have to get my wisdom teeth removed. All four of them.

Luna help me.