❝Rule number 1; never be number 2.❞
Do people always fall in love with what they c̶a̶n̶'̶t̶ shouldn't have? ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ.
Both their souls are on fire, bound to each other with their eternal flames. And their demons? They'll always exist, the darkness ins...
"This isn't a time to joke Byeol," Yoongi glared before shifting his eyes back to the computer.
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"I'm being serious. Do you really think a South Korean organisation will have any ties with the north? It's more than a perfect place for him to stay," I spoke.
"I guess if he goes to the north he won't get killed by the CIS," Hoseok began.
"Exactly-"
"Instead he'll be chopped up into pieces when the North Korean government find out he's from the south," he rolled his eyes.
*South Koreans are denied entry in the North*
"That's why I said, with the RIGHT paperwork, if he gets a fake passport we can get him in as a tourist, it's not like we're sending him to live there forever," I replied.
"And his face? Jungkook's the most South Korean looking South Korean. Are you going to suggest plastic surgery?" Jin asked sarcastically.
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"No, but with the right makeup we can make him look like a foreigner, we can dye his hair and everything," I said.
"I like it," we heard behind us, Jungkook walked in smiling.
"They'll never check in the North, it's not a bad idea. Byeol should come with me, since she knows the North upside down," he spoke, sitting down on a chair.
"Fine," Namjoon sighed.
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