IDOLS 1.5 [ BTSMOO ]

twenty-one

twenty one: motherfucker

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warning: explicit contents such as sexual actions and implications, curses

"this is not happening..." byulyi whispers, leaning on her chair, looking at the screen in disbelief.

"eric-hyung is part of the TQ group?" namjoon confusingly asks. "well, that's what we could see." seokjin whispers on the line. "holy shit." byulyi pressed her back into her seat, muttering. "damn it."

their sentiments and surprise from an additional enemy were set aside when they heard yoongi speaking on the line. "i think hoseok completely forgot his agenda."

"what do you mean?"

yoongi scrunched his nose, muttering. "well, he's busy in the room." he shifts towards the door, hearing a loud bang. "... i think he's enjoying."

"huh?" byulyi asks, making yoongi laugh. "that's not something that you should know, noona."

byulyi rolled her eyes, before chuckling softly. "whatever." as soon as she sat in her back, she noticed a simple glance coming from seokjin. "what?" she mouthed, receiving a shake of head from him before heading back to his own work. pursing her lips out of the awkward atmosphere, she resumes as well.

yoongi sighs softly, muttering. "i'll get out of the signal for a while, i'll check it out." he mumbled, stepping further more.

on the other hand, hoseok wasn't definitely enjoying like what yoongi have told the rest.

he grunted out loud, his whole body was slammed down the floor while feeling like his arms were being twisted in the back. "fuck!" hoseok cried, stomping his feet. "who sent you here!?" the woman yelled, as hoseok cried. "what do you mean!?"

"our code have changed two years ago, why are you here?"

"why would i-"

"who sent you!?" she was about to hiss, only for hoseok to flip her off and slam her down the floor, rolling over as he hovered on top of her. as soon as she landed on the floor, his face falls into utter shock, yelling. "we've met before."

slightly distracted, hoseok was pushed away from above her as she kicked him in the stomach, as he grunted, docking down when she threw a knife in his direction. "calm down!" hoseok cried, launching forward to grab both of her arms, only for her to twist his arms, throwing him down the floor.

"i said don't kill me!"

simultaneously, yoongi heard the cry of help. he gasps softly, muttering. "so he's not having sex?" he shook his head, quickly kicking the door open, surprising the two battling people.

"hands up!" yoongi pointed over the female, stopping the two of them.

as soon as the weird atmosphere cools down, yoongi locks back the door.

"now, we're talking."

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"they just lost their signal!" seokjin complained, forwarding the issue towards dahee.

"we have to send another person? that's quite troublesome." byulyi adjusted her mic, namjoon then interfered. "i saw the footage, yoongi just entered the room while pointing the gun towards the people inside."

"they'll do good." dahee whispers, biting her fingernail tip in slight doubt.

"listen." taehyung suddenly speaks on the other line, catching jin's attention. "what's wrong?"