Wide Awake - The Story Untold | BTS ff

Do they know it's Christmas?

A/N
        Dear reader, I'm glad you're back!  It's not Christmas, I know, it's Comeback and touringtime and Jungkookies birthday, but not in our story, this is another time altogether. And now we are closing in and tightening up. I hope you'll enjoy.

Authors pov.  Cellulars legacy.

" Do you know what this is hyung ? He told me, the non person, Singular, that he retrieved it in secret, from his brother. He was ........not killed....he was destroyed.....the other was killed.....the captain. And we were burned in the hangar, all dead!!!!"

Hoseok had almost forgotten TaeTae language, but he could tell from Taehyung's trembling hands that the secret had been heavy to carry. In fact, as the room filled up with palefaced boys and way in the background, his darling grandchild, he could feel his own hands shaking too. He held the microchip in his hand, it seemed to shine in a malicious way, somehow he didn't feel ready to open it. Still he had to. They all watched him and Taehyung. Until Seokjin broke the silence.

" This is no good, we have to eat .  Come on Namjoon,  let's fix breakfast before we do anything else! "  Jin grabbed the dumbfolded Namjoon by the hand and headed for the kitchen. Taehyung turned around and found himself in Jimins arms, just what he needed. Jungkook hunched down in front of Hoseok, smiling up in his face.
Hoseok ruffled his hair and laughed.
" Jungkook-ah, you can't imagine  what it's like to see all of you again. I've seen your faces in pictures that my son Yoongi ( Yoongi stiffened and stood gaping like a fish, trying to get the sense of what he heard) has been saving up for me. He is a......"
" Son? You have a son?"
Hoseok felt his heart almost stop when he looked at his beloved and cried over- friend, looking so lost. Oh God, how could he ever grasp this?
" Yes , I have a son. I named him Yoongi after my best friend ever."
Yoongi started to laugh, he just couldn't stop himself. Holly stood in the doorway, slowly shaking her head at the sight of her beloved , totally lost in the goofy friendship that was Sope. She knew she was named after his dog, and he didn't have the guts to tell her.
" Breakfast!!!!"  Seokjin bellowed from the kitchen. First things first.

Grants pov.

Waking up on Christmas morning can be a really nice experience. He could remember childhood days. He could also remember when there was a twosome in his life and he had hopes for children and a house.  Waking up this Christmas day was another story altogether. He couldn't help wondering what Holly was doing today.  Probably taking care of her old grandfather.
Well, today was actually a rather pleasant day, he was invited to his brothers house for dinner. He would stay the night, they had a really nice house in the outskirts . He had prepared with gifts for the children and for the lady in the house, Clara.
He made himself some coffee and a sandwich, preparing a bag with some clothes.
When he was about to jump in the shower, the intercom started beeping.

Right after that there was a total riot at the door. Banging and kicking and a high pitched voice yelling. Grant felt uncomfortable and hesitated by the door, hitting the remote for the security system. Outside was a plump, agitated man with an unhealthy colour on his face - Holler.
" What the heck?"  
"Open up you bastard!!!!" Holler was screaming like a Siren, with eyes like a madman. Grant thought about Christmas peace and the neighbours. He opened.
" Why are you here sir?"
" Why??? Why??? You are in deep trouble Grant, you better hand it to me now before I take measures......."
Grant looked at Holler with a mixture of disgust and curiosity. What was he....oh, the microchip. Park had been searching for that as well, he'd seen his notes. That's why he went out by himself the night he was torn to pieces. But he never retrieved it, Singular did. He had figured that out. Why didn't Holler know that?
" I'm sorry sir, I have no idea what this is about. You must know I was cleared from all accusations in court. "
" Oh you fooled them so neatly, didn't you?  Singular had the chip, but when he was dismantled and destroyed yesterday morning, the chip was gone.  Who else but you could have taken it, he was in your command."
" No he wasn't,  neither was Cellular.  They were in Parks command. Singular just adapted to the situation. I didn't get anything from him. "
" What do you know about their mission? " Holler hissed, looking like a viper.
" Nothing, I'm glad to say. If I had known, I would be in jail now. "
Holler stared at him. Grant looked perfectly calm. Holler did not. His victorious  Christmas was turning in to a total defeat. If Grant didn't have the right chip, who did?
In the middle of this thought, he suddenly came to a halt. The chip he had retrieved was filled with music. Korean music.  Could it somehow be that those ugly brats had stolen the chip while on the planet?  Or even forced it from Singular?  In that case, his first gut feeling was correct.  He turned to Grant again, not revealing his intentions.
" I'm letting you go for now, but don't worry, if you have it, I'm going to find it"
And just like he had crashed in he crashed out. Outside Grants house the black Rover waited, driver standing by the door. Holler threw himself in and gave an order, while grabbing his handdevice, voicemastering a call.