Chapter I
"Jimin-ah."
Jimin, who was collecting for things at the airport's luggage area, turned to look at their group leader Namjoon. "Ne Hyung?"
"We're going straight to the office for a meeting so have the managers take your things. Everyone, do the same."
As expected, a collective groan can be heard around him after Namjoon finished speaking.
"Oh fuck."
He shook his head and let out a deep heavy breath. They have just finished a few Asian concerts and flew to the Netherlands for a shooting for their next album. For the past few weeks, rest was a luxury for them and they know busier days were waiting for them. Jimin was sure the office was the last place they all wanted to be after a long flight and a few very busy weeks. Everyone was also in a touchy mood since their eleven-hour flight non-stop from Amsterdam was delayed for a few hours due to a problem at the airport.
"Hyung, it's already eight. Can't we do it tomorrow? I'm going to pass out already," a very sleepy Tae Hyung voiced out what he was sure they were all thinking.
Seeing the way their leader shook his head and the apologetic smile he gave them, he knew there was nothing he could do. "I'm sorry. I tried but some of the higher-ups are only available tonight."
"Do you have an idea of what the meeting is for?"
Namjoon shook his head. "I have no idea. I asked the managers and they have no idea either."
"Let's go so we can get this over with and go home," Suga told them seeing that all of their things have already been collected.
"Good luck with whoever called that meeting. He's pissed." Their youngest member Jungkook shook his head and went to where the managers and bodyguards were waiting for them to be escorted outside the airport.
Yoon-gi, or mostly known as Suga was the second oldest member of their seven-member group, BTS or Bangtan Sonyeondan. He was a lot of things, but he was mostly known to everyone for his blunt and serious attitude. The member who takes 'no shit' from everyone and says what he wants to say without beating around the bush.
"Let's go."
While the others immediately closed their eyes once he was inside the company van, Jimin took out his phone and called at home. After a few tries, his call was unattended.
"Hey Babe. We already arrived but we were told just now that we're going straight to the office for a meeting. I have no idea why. I'm really sorry. I'll try and go home as soon as possible. Love you. <3"
Having received no response, aside from being hungry and tired, Jimin was pre-occupied during the whole meeting. Discreetly using his phone under the table, he sent another message.
I'll be home very soon.
Just like he was, Jimin saw that the other six members' minds were not really present for the meeting when he looked around the room. Some of them kept checking their watches for the time while some eyes were just looking blankly at the directors and managers who were talking. He nearly laughed when he saw that Suga's eyes kept dropping and he didn't even care to hide it. He wanted to let out a sigh, something he has done a lot for the day. All the managers were talking about things they already know and not something urgent. Most of them were things they hear every day. It was a surprise that Suga haven't snap yet. During times like this that his no-nonsense attitude comes in handy for their group. He knew that even their leader was waiting for Suga to say something. Namjoon was their leader but because he always tries his best to follow the rules, it was Suga who was in charge of doing the 'dirty works' for the group, a role he was very much happy to do.
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