He finally learns why they say it's blind. It'll take failing more than once for Jungkook, Joon, and friends to see the importance of love, friendship and sacrifice--and to defeat Death before it defeats them.
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All-BTS Fantasy AU
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Sequel to Take...
Ava didn't know that she could be as emotionally exhausted as she felt that mid-morning.
She was sitting next to Lisa inside of the central command tent after brunch, and after her first morning of all-girls combat training. The combat training had been more energizing than draining. That wasn't the reason Ava felt like she needed a weekend trip to a private spa.
It was her new unit commander.
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Lisa's voice kept rambling on and on in her bubblegum-bright way, and Ava felt on the verge of ruining making a good first impression by telling her leader to shut the eff up already and G E T-get over it.
"...can be so self-concious, right? But like I don't care if he's had a nose job. Just, like, tell me the truth. Because I don't want a relationship that's built on a lie. C'mon, just be a man..."
Ava sighed. What did I do to deserve this cruel fate?
As visions of silence and tranquility floated around in her longing imagination, the fierce auburn haired woman remembered something: Yoongi is gonna get a good bitch slap later for this. HE DID THIS.
Just then, the tent flap swept open, and in walked the devil himself and his sidekick in tow.
Min Yoongi rolled in with Woozi on his heels, the small bean holding a clipboard in hand. Yoongi had what looked like a briefcase tucked under one harm. He carried in to one side of the tentand then plopped the briefcase heavily down onto the broad table that spanned the length of the central command tent. Then Yoongi clicked the locks and pulled open the hatch. Shuffling noises began as Yoongi moved items around inside the briefcase, all the while his eyes avoiding contact with Ava's harsh glare in his direction.
Meanwhile, Lisa broke her high-pitched monologue to ask, "Woozi, could you bring us a spot of fresh tea? This pot has gone cold."
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Ava saw that once Lisa had turned her strawberry blonde hair away from where the small Woozi stood, that the young man's beady eyes glared at the back of her head with murderous fury. Ava thought she could practically hear the words, Bitch, do I look like your waiter?
