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"Hobi, you should get rid of that weird stuff animal." A tall black-haired male states as they continue to walk towards Hoseok's apartment.

"HUH?! I love Mang! I won it fair and square, so no." Hoseok pouts as he looks back at his friend Jackson who just gives him a sideways smile.

Jackson chuckles, seeing Hoseok pout cutely. "Well, thanks to your little side stop, our food is cold."

"Well, who's the idiot who suggested hotpot for dinner in this blazing heat in the first place, huh?" A blond-haired, Mark states in a teasing way. 

Hoseok chuckles, and they reached his apartment door. "What are you talking about? Hot weather is the perfect time for a hotpot!" Jackson states in a mater-a-fact kinda tone.

As Hoseok friends talk away, he takes his keys out to unlock his apartment when he noticed that it was already unlocked. "Huh? It's unlocked?" He whispers under his breath.

"Hey what's wrong?" Mark asks as Hoseok opens his door to his apartment slowly.

Hoseok doesn't answer him since he's in shock seeing his apartment in a huge mess.

Clothes everywhere, drawers all wide open, his couch is on its side, and his bed is uncovered.

"MY ROOM!" Hoseok yells in anger and confusion.

Hoseok likes to have his apartment clean and fresh every day since he's a bit of a clean freak, so seeing this mess makes him want to throw up.

"Was it a burglary!" He yells once again then he starts to panic looking for his precious tools.

"MY CAMERAS!" He runs through his apartment and trips over a blanket that was on the floor. He doesn't care and crawls all the way to where his case is filled with cameras.

"THANK GOODNESS! My cameras are safe!" he cries out and nuzzles the glass case that has his cameras.

"You should make sure if anything was taken," Jackson adds as he helps clean up.

After a while of cleaning, they didn't notice anything being taken. "What the hell would be worth taking from Hobi's place if not his cameras?" Mark states as he eats his food.

"What do mean by that!" Hoseok says as he pouts.

"Now, now my children. Let's just enjoy our dinner." Jackson cuts in and they continue to eat and have a great time.

Meanwhile, a black car zooms away from Hoseok's apartment, heading back to their boss.

"So, in the end, you were not able to retrieve it," Jimin says bluntly as he sits in his chair with the city of Seoul behind him.

"I don't want to hear excuses. How much longer must I continue to be troubled by your ineptitude? Fine, but there won't be the next time." Jimin says darkly and hangs up the call.

Jimin grips the phone tightly on his hand and tsks out, "Incompetent fools."

"Hey, don't worry, Jimin! I know those idiots can retrieve the disk, and if not just kill them." A blue-haired male says as he stands behind Jimin.

"Don't be stupid Taehyung. We can't just kill these idiots. That would be a waste of men that we could still use." A tall handsome male with pink hair states as he hands Jimin some warm tea.

"Thank you, Jin," Jimin says with a smile on his as he takes the tea and sips.

"It was bad enough the top-secret data was stolen from us after we almost had it in our grasp."

Jimin's eyes narrow, "Of all the things, it's in the hand of Yoongi's pet."

"Yoongi took such a risk to retrieve a kid," Taehyung says stands next to Jimin.

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