Barcode Tattoo

Busan

   CR boards onto the large ferry and sits at the back.

Before they sit down, Jungkook comes up to you and whispers in your ear, "You look good today." Why is he teasing me so much? Damn.

"Okay, Hoseok, where does this ferry drop us off at?" Yoongi asks, while he pulls up a GPS. "It should drop us off at Busan Bay, and then we would have to get to Yeongdo-Gu, which should have another black prison." Hoseok says, all the while clicking on his own GPS.

"This all sounds like a great plan, but how long is it going to take us to go from Busan Bay to Yeongdo-Gu?" Taehyung asks, while looking over at Hoseok's GPS.

"It should take about 31 minutes. But, since Seokjin doesn't have his helicopter anymore, we would go by train." Namjoon replies smoothly. "Great! Can't wait to go to Yeongdo-Gu. I love their food!" Jimin replies. CR laughs.

During the ferry ride, you get a nab inside you that wants to talk with Taehyung. You eventually give in and walk over to him.

You sit down. "Hey, Taehyung, what's up?" You casually start. Taehyung snaps up from his gaze on the sea. "Nothing much, Y/N. What are you coming over here for?" Taehyung asks, emotions sparking within him.

"I just wanted to learn more about you guys and everyone here." You start, trying to figure out what to say. "Is that so? Well that's great, but aren't you talking to Jungkook?" Taehyung asks, motioning towards a sleeping Jungkook.

"Uhm, no, I'm not sure actually." "Oh, alright. Anyways, I know a lot about myself, obviously." "Well, where'd you come from? What made you join CR?" You ask, your curiosity getting the better of you.

Taehyung's words spill from his mouth.

"I come from Bisan-Dong, in the Gyeongsangbuk-Do province. I have two younger siblings. I guess that's unnecessary information," He paused, looking for the right words.

"Are you in school? You look like you might attend university." "Yes, I am. My major is graphic design. You guys actually saved me with Jungkook." You finish, noticing Taehyung's face contort into a glare.

   Is he jealous?

Taehyung realizes you are staring at him, so he continues. "When I was in university, I was in Gwanju for a business opportunity, and I overheard these protesters talking about barcodes. I was very confused at first but then I realized how wrong it is," Taehyung continues.

"Before you know it, I dropped the whole business attire, changed my hair from black to dark brown, starting lifting, and began rioting. I eventually found CR because my weightlifting tutor was also part of the riots too. My tutor said I should join because CR said they were looking for someone strong and business-savvy. So, they got their man for the job."

Silence envelops the conversation. You stare off into the distance purposefully not making eye contact.

"Do you-do you ever miss not getting that business job? I know jobs like that pay well." You ask, making a mental note to keep track of how long the ferry is along.

"Oh me? Nah. My family forced it upon me to get a well-paying job and to be a good role model. I never liked business, it was too much sitting around. Besides, you never get up and move like you do with this group." Taehyung looks around at his group members with his hazelnut eyes.

"Well maybe not now." You interject, as you two laugh.

After talking, the boat starts to get hot with the air cooling turned off. "Can't we just ask the captain to stop this thing once we see land or something?" Jimin casually questions, fanning himself with his hands. The boat starts to speed up.

"Well, I guess the captain is thinking the same thing." Seokjin replies, laughing. The captain of the ferry lurches the boat forward until he sees the boat dock.

A white holographic sign labeled 'Busan Bay' glittered brightly in the sun. "I believe this is our stop fellas!" Hoseok exclaims while looking at his GPS.

"Whoo-hoo! Out of this sweltering heat! My god!" Jungkook exclaims fanning himself. "Hey, hey, easy on the profanity Jungkook, we have children on this ferry!" Namjoon replies, sweeping his hand around to take notice of the several children on board.

"I swear to god this is child abuse." Yoongi mutters, clothes sticking to his suit.

"Okay everyone, up and at 'em, we got hoards of people behind us, and we need to get this show on the road." Namjoon says, ushering the group to move off the boat and onto Busan Bay.

When the group finally makes it onto the bustling dock, they look around at the busy harbor.

Boats coming in and out of ports, the sun brightly glistening off of the sea waves, a faint Korean ballad being played somewhere, and the pungent smell of fish and kimchi.

"Listen up everyone, after we get into our groups, we'll hop onto a train to go to Yeongdo-Gu," Namjoon explains, waving his hands about, his lavender hair furiously whipping around.

"We need two groups of two, and two groups of three." Namjoon drifts his honey almond eyes up to meet yours. These boys better stop playing games.

"Guess I'm one of the groups with three." You mutter while kicking a wooden plank beneath you.

As if on command, all of Capitol Resistance starts forming into groups. "Hey, Y/N, you're with us." Namjoon motions for her to come over.

"We need you to help us with something." Jimin adds. "Yeah, what is that?" You inquire, excited for what news will come next.

"We need you to come up with a tag name." Namjoon informs you. Wait, wha- "Before you ask what that is, it's a name that you give yourself so no one else can recognize you while you're doing illegal things. It's new territory for you, other than hoverboarding." Jimin says, looking at you.

"I guess I could go with Y/N." You reply, not waiting for their name suggestions. "That's a great name, you look like a Y/N. But first we need to change your appearance. And that means your physical appearance, as in dyeing your hair." Namjoon explains.

"I'd say a dark blue would look good, we'd match, Y/N." Jimin suggests, gently taking hold of your hair.

"But where are we going to dye my hair?" You asks, your heart beating faster. "You can just use it on these mindchips Hoseok has installed in these suits. Everyone here in CR has them installed, even when you take your suit off. It won't hurt, I promise." Jimin explains while Namjoon clears his throat.

"To use it you out pressure on one temple with your pointer and middle finger. You can basically track people with them, customize your appearance, and send messages with members." Jimin drones on, with an impatient Namjoon in the background.

"The only downside is that they can attract attention from the government because they're illegal. To get out of the program, you roll your eyes. Yeah, I know, very classy. Go ahead and change your hair color and message the other guys about your tag name." Jimin directs, staring at you waiting for your message.

Here goes nothing, ugh.