Our Seokjin

BTS' Treasure I

Year 3 — Unexpected Discovery

A tall man entered the lavish room, wearing a neat tuxedo and sleek, grey hair. He politely bowed and then announced to the young five men in the chamber. "Masters, Master RM has arrived."

"Thanks Alfred, you're excused," Jimin replied and didn't even bother to look at his butler as Alfred bowed once again before leaving the room, gently closing the doors.

The room was quiet for a few second except from the characteristic crackling sound from the fireplace. The fire was the only source of light since all the tall windows in the room had been covered with thick, red curtains. It emitted a warm light, creating a mysterious atmosphere.

"I wonder why Namjoon-hyung was late," Jungkook thought out loud, breaking the silence, and stood up from his chair.

The rest of the men also left their leather seats and made their way towards the entrance of the BTS estate, their fine shoes clicking against the wooden floors. Yoongi opened the doors and the moment he stepped out of the room his heels ceased to click as the floor beneath his feet were now covered in deep green carpet with intricate embellishments. The man was followed by his four dongsaengs. They all wore classic white and black suits, making them look like renowned idols.

They strode in silence and soon, they arrived at their destination. Namjoon had already given his fur coat to a maid and was holding... a child? The child had his hands encircled around Namjoon's neck, his face hidden away from all men.

"Hyung?" Hoseok cocked an eyebrow, confused by their leader coming back with a child.

"My instinct told me that this child will be an important part of our future," Namjoon explained and glanced at the child who had his face buried in his neck. "Beside this explanation, I have no other excuse why I took him with me."

"Don't you think that this is a bit dangerous idea?" Yoongi tried to argue, skeptical of Namjoon's answer. "We are hardly ever at home, our profession leaves him at risk being killed any moment if someone finds out that he is related to us in any way, and none of us have the slightest idea how to babysit."

Many nodded their heads in approval and returned their attention back to Namjoon, awaiting his response.

"Guys, you know how my instincts are favorable for us. Please trust me on this one," Namjoon insisted, biting his lip from nervousness. Then he exhaled and looked up with the most honest eyes they had ever seen. The depth in his gaze spoke volumes and they knew that they had given in the moment Namjoon showed such a vulnerable side, for such moments were exceptionally rare. "Please, I beg you."

Yoongi sighed. So did everyone else.

"Fine."

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Year 7 — Loving Acceptance

"Jinnie?" Jimin called, giggling under his breath.

It was one of those rare days when all BTS members could stay at home and enjoy a free day. They had been missing Seokjin because they had gone abroad for three long days. They usually had brought Seokjin with them (after all, there was no better protection than having six top assassins as your guards) or at least one of them had stayed with Seokjin at home during their missions. However, this time, it was too dangerous to bring Seokjin with them, so they had to leave him in a bunker with their most trusted people.

"Jinnie, we are so going to get you!" Jimin drawled and he could hear Taehyung chuckling a few meters away from him.

They had decided to play hide-and-seek in their estate and Jimin had to admit that Seokjin was a master at hiding. Must be their assassins blood that granted him such magical skills. Jimin entered one of the guest bedrooms and quietly entered the room.