The 7th Year | Kim SeokJin

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Jungkook was the first to find out, sort of, about Rachel.

Japan had been hectic to say the least. It took Jin 3 days to actually have a moment to himself to text Rachel information that needed for her arrival.

Rachel, had never been to Japan. She was LOVING it. His late response set her up perfectly - she had ventured farther than she imagined and was now almost 20 minutes away from the hotel.

She picked up her walking pace downtown.

-*Meanwhile*-

"You sure, hyung you always do this!" Jungkook whined to Jin as Jin nodded not caring about anything in the world.

Just getting him out of the room.

"Jungkook, go visit someone else." Jin told him he had a headache, so he had to at least play the part. "I'm going to sleep."

Jungkook grit his teeth and stood up walking towards the door.

"Fine." He huffed, pushing Jin roughly as he walked past.

Jin didn't care. Jin won. He was out of the room.

-*-*-

About an hour later Rachel and Jin lay on the bed, both following along with the movie on TV fairly well. Everything was fine - until there was a beating at the door.

"Hyung! I need my jacket!" He knocked loudly, yelling into the corner crevice of the door.

"Shit, thats Jungkook." Jin flipped. He grabbed Rachel's arm and launched it off him with a gentle throw to the side as he stood. Jin rubbed his head, then his eyes. Rachel slowly sat up, not quite in panic mode yet. "You need to hide." Jin paced, rushing to the bed to look around for possible places to hide.

"Hyung!" Jungkook was ringing the doorbell to the hotel room like it was the kill button on his game.

"Okay, answer the door!" Rachel whispered as she flung her arm towards Jin and opened the closet door. "I can not believe!" She whispered and shut the door on herself, being quiet as to not make a single peeping sound.

"What the hell SeokJin." He pushed past Jin entering the room without an invitation. "I didn't mean to be a bother, just needed my jacket." He grabbed his jacket dramatically off the chair and turner back to the door.

Jin stood waiting by the door, eyes locked on Jungkook.

"SeokJin why is there a woman's purse in your room?" He asked, pointing to the purse on the desk.

Rachel only saw darkness as her eyes widened inside the closet. Fuck.

Jin had absolutley no excuse in his mind.

"Hyung?" He asked again, this time picking it up with one finger to display his evidence. Jungkook's lightbulb went off. "Oh my gosh, is she here right now?" He gasped looking around the room and setting the purse back down.

"No, she is not." Was all Jin could muster out. His new mission: remove JK from the room, with his stupid jacket at all costs. He walked a few steps towards him, his flip flops flipping against the bottom of his feet. "It's time to go."

"No!" The struggle started between the two and though Rachel couldnt see them, she knew they were fighting. She could only imagine the struggle coming from the manly grunts outside the door.

"Can I meet her, please?" She heard Jungkook beg.

"No." She heard Jin's struggling voice and pushed herself closer to the door to hear better.

"Ima tell Jimin then." She heard him clear as day; and Jin's attitude flipped.

"No, no." He yelled then two laughs as they hit the floor again.

Silence.

Her eyes darted around the darkness, she could barely makeout the hangers holding Jin's clothes. It smelled like laundry soap in there.

"Fuck!" She heard Jin yell after some whispering between the two. They were nearer the closet, just not within eavesdropping on whispers through doors distance.

Then she was blinded. She blinked and hid her face to get used to it, and she was gently yanked out of the closet.

Jin. Was mad.

Jungkook however was the living version of Jungshook as he stood wide eyed. Jin, his favoritest hyung ever just pulled a woman out of his closet.

"This is Rachel, now you have to go." Jin calmly expressed as he pushed let go of Rachels sleeve and stalked towards the younger with force. He was able to keep up in the struggle to remove Jungkook, even with JK's strength and youth - nothing could stop Jin on his mission of clearing the room now.

"When did you get so strong?" Jungkook finally argued out when the door slammed in his face.

Jin turned and looked at Rachel.

"You gotta go." He pointed, looking for her purse.

"What?" She laughed. "Why?" She asked completely confused.

Jin pointed to the door. "He will be back." He said with nerves in his voice. "And he will bring reinforcements."

-*-*-*

"No, I don't want to play." Jungkook pouted at Taehyung.

Yoongi and Hoseok both glanced at Jungkook, this was completely unlike him.

"What?" Taehyung asked waving the controller around in his face. "Here." He repeated.

"Ill play." Jimin offered boredly, grabbing the controller from Taehyung.

They played.

Minutes ticked by.

It was killing him. He shouldn't say it.

"Fuck you!" Jimin yelled to Taehyung as he won.

"Jimin." Jungkook said ready to watch the drama play out.

"Yeah yeah." Jimin sighed, handing the controller back without looking at him.

"Jimin did you ask Jin here tonight?" Jungkook asked.

"Sleeping." He again said bored now flipping through his phone.

Jungkook nodded and went back to stare at his spot on the carpet and bouncing his leg.

"Jimin." He spoke again.

"What Jungkook?" He sighed out, annoyed now.

"There is a women's purse in his room right now." He stated so calmly it gave him goosebumps. Everyone turned to look at him.

"What?" Various men threw out.

"She's here?" Jimin expressed, standing up like he was about to catch a cheating spouse. His moment was about to happen - all he wanted was to meet the girl. He knew she existed, Jin denied it and therefor, she was real. Jimin logic. His legs began moving for the door before his brain could catch up, the remainder of the boys on his heels. Literally.

"I can't believe him." Jimin started on the walk. "I can't have SooRae over but be can have his girlfriend in Japan..." he knocked on his door 3 times.

"Dont yell." RM reminded.

"Namjoon please." Jimin threw his hand up. "I will take care of this."

-*-*-

Sry jimin is such a whiny bitch in this story. He gets lots of ass, no worries.