IDOLS 1.5 [ BTSMOO ]

thirty-one

thirty-one: deal beyond pressure

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"you're mad." yongsun trails-off, wearing her seat-belt while byulyi's starting the engine.

it's now the day, and they all know that they should be prepared for the worst.

"mm." byulyi stares empty into space. "i should've listened to you, right?" yongsun chuckled, gulping. "now the two kids are in danger." yongsun sighs softly.

she saw byulyi's hand clench into a fist into the steering wheel, still not looking at her. "we'll get them back, unnie."

the coldness in her voice was unusual, and yongsun wasn't used to it. byulyi is always the warmest when it comes to her, even when fighting, she eventually gives up after a few minutes. but until today, she's cold.

as soon as byulyi shuts her eyes close to feel peace while waiting for jungkook and seokjin to seat behind the car, yongsun scoots close, grabbing her arm gently. "mianhe, byul-ah... i'm so sorry..." she whispers, squeezing her arm as she leans on her shoulder, feeling her jaw clench.

but byulyi lets her lean on her shoulder.

let the silence sit in.

"do you really have to keep saving yourself a face?" byulyi asks, surprising yongsun. "i'm not blaming you for this, i'm quite mad because you're still pretending to be strong." she clears it up, only to feel yongsun's grip on her arm getting tighter, knowing that she can feel her sentiments.

"aren't you used to it?" yongsun tried to chuckle, sighing in relief that byulyi is finally talking to her.

she hears her smugly chuckling back.

"so used i'm already fed up, unnie."

"will you forgive me then?"

"mm, i always do."

for a few minutes, the two eldest members drifted their worries, telling themselves that they'll get the two youngest back. looking at her finally, byulyi whispers. "promise me you won't budge once you see eric later on."

with a gentle smile, while the two were approaching, yongsun nodded.

"i promise."

the two slid in behind, surprised at the two. "woah, you finally made up?" jungkook asks, grinning in amusement at the two. grinning at the mirror, byulyi muttered. "make sure everyone's ready, we'll get the two kids back." 

"of course." seokjin replied shortly, grinning softly in reply.

then they left the basement.

~

"in fifteen minutes or two, they'll be here." eunbi stares out of the window, checking her watch. "it's just eight in the morning, are they awake?" she turns into the person walking through the hallway, seeing wheein tying her hair up.

a small smile escaped eunbi's face, muttering. "sorry for the cuffs, i hoped you slept well." 

wheein shrugs softly, whispering. "you took it off, i wasn't aware." she casually sat on the couch, asking. "are they coming at this moment?" 

eunbi nodded. "where is hyejin?" 

"i left her in the bathroom, she's washing her face." wheein crosses her arms, tilting her head. "hyejin told me about mister jang." 

"oh."

"since when?" wheein asks her. "i've just noticed it last week, while seeing the prepared warrant of arrest on you." eunbi whispers, "you need to be careful on your next mission if you're going to intrude my father's place."