SAVE ME ||A Kim Taehyung Fanfiction||

⫣41⫦ Spread my Wings

The boys head for the outdoor showers while telling me to head for the bunker already since the others were all occupied there.

I don't even have time to ask how I'm supposed to open the secret door, when they already start undoing their pants.

Falling into panic, I turn around with a red face, earning me three male chuckles.

I grin to myself as I head for the office building.

I step inside, considering the painting for a few moments, before I decide to just try.

A bit hesitantly I put my hand flat against the shadow of the swan, just like I've seen Namjoon do the other day and to my surprise, the blue light scans my palm and then, with a click, the door swings inward.

With the biggest grin ever, I decent into the room below.
Just another prove that I belonged to them now.

Four boys turn to me with a knowing grin, like Yoongi's surveillance cameras had long told them I was on my way.

Namjoon turns in his chair, a pair of glasses on his face.
For the first time, I think they might actually be real.

"Finally decided that your girl day with Hwasa is over?"

I stick out my tongue at him, while throwing myself into one of the massive office chairs.
Then immediately hiss at the pain exploding in my back.
Shit- I really need to be a bit more careful for the next few days.

"Are you jealous boys?"

I ask with a low, playful voice, forgetting the pain immediately.

This is what home feels like.
Jin chuckles and throws me a wide grin.

"Not as jealous as you can get, as we've seen with Joy."

The memory resurface, and I can help but feel a flash of evil satisfaction again.

"So, you wanna tell us what you've been doing for the last few hours?" Hoseok asks, angling his head in question.

"Tsk."
I let out through my teeth, glancing at Yoongi, who already has a knowing smile plastered on his face.

"Ask him,"
I tell the others and their eyes snap to their brother.

Yoongi only snickers.

"Wanna tell them? I bet you've been tracking either Hwasa's or my phone the moment we left my house, maybe even before that.
And that means you know exactly where we went."

The others only let out exasperated sighs.

"We've asked him like a thousand times already, but he wont tell us,"
Jin says, casting Yoongi a reproachful look.

He only shrugs his shoulders at his brother and turns to me with a nod.

"If I've learned anything from Lian, it's that she loves dropping bombs on us.
So I figured there was a reason she didn't tell us where they went."

"Well, are you going to tell us now?"
Hoseok asks without missing a beat.

In that moment though, the maknae line find their way into the bunker too.

I am both relieved and disappointed at seeing them wear clothes again.

Disappointed for obvious reasons, relieved because I don't think I could concentrate on anything with their Adoni's bodies dangling in front of me the entire time.

Their hair is still wet though, and their shirts sticking to their bodies, like they hadn't bothered drying themselves.

They immediately read the atmosphere in the room, and Jimin asks:
"What?", skipping his eyes between me and the rest of the boys.