Y/N POV:
It's been 5 days. The time is ticking nonsensically fast, and I'm just been sitting here doing nothing- but matching the confusions and dots of my misery.
So damn things happened with me in this past week, my entire world changed upside down.
I feel like I have access in a further universe- a parallel line.
A universe full of mysteries and secrets. Un-debt, untold, unimagined surreptitious.
In these past weeks- I tacit everything! I exposed some of the miseries and secrets of this new world I have access to.
So according to my theory- I pointed out the cheeps like...
My parents were previously at some age were (I don't really think so..but as for now what I think of deem barely matters) HEAD AGENTS of SAS, but at that time they fell in love with each other, but agents can't fall in love- as it happens in movies- so they hide it but then they had my brother and they abruptly left SAS.
Started living a normal life- but then they found them. SAS caught my parents and brother.
Destiny hit upon us and now, they forced me and my brother to join SAS, to finish what our parents started.
And about Kris- he is the black sheep of Bulletproof, the HEAD AGENT of SAS, and also the current leader of the Chinese Bulletproof stream.
He is given the same thing- to gain the power and trust of Bulletproof than destroy them. But guess, he isn't able to cope with Jungkook needs my help...
"Hey, Y/n watcha doin'?" Stealing me out of my (blabber-listic) theory Taehyung plumped down on the bed beside me the mattress sinking fluffily from his weight- I offered him a bored look.
"Ok, now please you don't start you 'WHY IN THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST AM I HERE' thingy-cause I'm sick of it- Enwoo likes-..."
"What's that?" I cut the self-talking Taehyung off, pointing down at the big black beautiful bag he is caring along.
"Oh this, it's for you" he tossed it to me, I frown slowly peeling out the-
"Woah" I sigh,
"It's for me?" I murmured, still glowering at the beautiful dress alleged in my hands.
"Of course. It's not like I will wear that-..." Taehyung gave me a blank look with a sheepish grin.
It's a white-cream colored, beaded gown-basically not a gown, it's till my knee but its appurtenance is like a gown.
It's off-shoulder the way- I love it!
Made for me, I guess.
"You brought it?" I blinked at Taehyung with a warming smile.
"No...actually, you won't believe it. Jungkook brought it especially for you"
I laughed my ass off at that.
The biggest joke of the century.
"See. Poor Kookie." Taehyung shook his head.
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I'm sitting with Jungkook and Enwoo in a stunningly intimate Blacking grey Excelero-04k – currently, I'm stuck in mid sandwiched between Jungkook and Enwoo. Enwoo wanted the window seat and Jungkook isn't driving- rests are following us in their own other cars. All in all, I'm sandwiched- and I hate been sandwiched! I do like eating sandwiches.
"Yay, mum you know we are going to grandma's home! There are uncles too and they give me lots of wonderful video games and grandma makes me yum yum banana milk" Enwoo said, jumping up and down from his seat, beaming at me.
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