IDOLS 2 [ BTSMOO ]

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yongsun tilts her head up, muttering. "what is it?"

it was already lunch time at the cell, and unexpectedly, her group was filled with guards around them. "i warned hoseok about escaping, can't believe he's a coward." byulyi grins to herself, drinking on her water.

"well it's obvious that they'll be guarding us since hyejin and yoongi left without notice." wheein clicks her tongue, forcing herself not to smile.

unaware, the cops were listening thoroughly at the conversation, trying to find some holes or hints of a possible escape.

but how could they?

the girls signal's were on their fingers while eating, tapping into beats as letters and messages.

send the knife by 4:30 PM, i'll be euthanized by 6:00 PM. 

yongsun taps on her fingers as a signal while talking.

4:00. guards are around by 4:15. 

wheein responded, pretentiously drinking on her water as she taps her fingers on the glass. 

byulyi shook her head, laughing at their gestures before muttering. "i'll head out first." she taps her fingers.

i'll get myself isolated, make sure to escape later.

yongsun turns to her, grinning softly. "where are you going?" she asks, "back to my cell." byulyi stretched her arms, directing herself outside while wheein carefully timed byulyi's walk.

spinning her fingers secretly, wheein sticks the straw in her mouth when the cops were not looking, shooting a small pebble into one of the most troubled woman in the jail building.

byulyi heard her gasp and complain, smirking to herself.

"who did that!?" she yelled, looking around as wheein went back to her food silently.

"is that you, idol?" the woman whispers, standing up before grabbing byulyi's arm. "what are you talking about?" byulyi rose her brow, yanking her arm away before she caught it once again.

"why are you even leaving? is it time!?" 

she yelled out of authority.

byulyi smirks to herself.

gotcha.

"because i want to." she replied smugly, adding. "don't get me involved in one of your games, i want to sleep-" she keeps on getting into her nerves, trying to get away but she keeps letting her pull her back too.

"i'm talking to you!"

now they gathered everyone's attention.

byulyi licks her upper lip, stretching her neck before pulling on her last string. leaning close, byulyi whispers.

"i don't want to."

that hit it, the woman grabs her by the collar, punching her that made her land into the empty table. 

yongsun and wheein looks at them, before looking at each other. 

byulyi laughs, throwing her head back as she wipes the blood on the side of her lip. just when she's about to stand up from the table, she was pinned down, grabbed on the shoulder to receive another punch that made spit blood.

"they're fighting!" everyone in the room yelled, some were out of excitement, some were out of fear.

"yah, idol." she whispers, gripping on byulyi's collar angrily since the idol kept on laughing sarcastically. "don't act highly here, you're already a prisoner." she shakes byulyi, as the female rapper giggled.

"are you done?" byulyi cocks her brow.

"why are not the cops stopping them!?" one whispers, seeing byulyi's blood leaking from her mouth, not even fighting back every time she receives a punch from her opponent.

"they want them dead, right?" 

byulyi rolls her eyes, about to receive another punch as she rose, finally catching her fist. "it's been a long time since i've fought." she grins like a maniac, teeth coated with blood as she lifts her leg, kicking her in the guts to send her on the floor that made everyone cry. 

when byulyi stood up, someone came into the view, joining the fight as she forbids byulyi to launch an attack. this time, wheein looks at yongsun, rising from her seat to join it.

wheein came into the picture, kicking the one lying on the floor as yongsun stood up- only to be held back by the cop. 

"holy shit, they can fight!?"

the fuss continued, watching byulyi and wheein go against another group. "they're not idols..." one whispers, looking at yongsun who was already being sent out of the room.

"... why is she so calm?" she frowns.

"fun!?" wheein laughs, punching one before kicking an upcoming prisoner once more. byulyi chuckled, mumbling. "this can serve as a warm up, wheein-ah." she balls her fists up.

wheein grins, tilting her head before wiping the blood from her nose. "i know."

she gestured them to come close to pick on their nerves more.

then the chaos ensues.

yongsun was pulled out from the scene, closing the door. she was brought back to her cell, hands cuffed on her back. the cop was full-armored, covered up even in the face.

when she can no longer hear the noise, yongsun was pushed back in her cell, turning to the cop before muttering.

"six is your death hour." the cop replied, as yongsun smiled softly.

"i think so." she tilts her head, before whispering once more before revealing her uncuffed hands, surprising the cop as yongsun whispers.

"yours will be first before mine, though." 

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