《Kiss √》THIRTY
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countless hours of fighting, they stifled onto the same bed. yoongi waited until they got into bed before leaving them. they had ruined his sleep and were going to suffer now. by the time he left the room, both of them were fast asleep. they had slept on opposite edges of the bed as far away as possible.
"oh my god." jungkook squealed, "look at hyung!"
the two boys peeked in through the tiny slit of the door. namjoon's arm rested on top of haru's waist and haru's arm rested over namjoon's waist. their faces met each others.
"look at them." taehyung peeped, "so cute."
a heavy weight was perched on haru's waist. she groaned as her eyes shifted open. the rays of the sun shone into her eyes.
"what the hell is happening here?"
jimin came behind the others, eager to know what they were doing. he peeked into the slit.
"what the fuck are they doing!"
taehyung clasped his hand over jimin's mouth.
"shut up. don't ruin it."
jimin glared at taehyung. "he's ogling my sister."
haru shifted in the bed. she opened her eyes, meeting face to face with namjoon. she went crashing towards the floor, landing with a thud.
"what the fuck are you doing so close to me!"
namjoon woke up with a start. what the hell was she doing on his bed?
"why the fuck are you on my bed!"
haru rose from the ground, "since when was it your bed!"
"here we go again." taehyung mumbled.
namjoon didn't miss whispers coming from outside the door. he got up from his bed, dismissing haru.
"shit. jungkook give me your phone."
taehyung reached out his hand, drawing it back once the phone was placed in his palm.
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"you better keep it safe." jungkook threatened, "it has quality blackmail."
namjoon pulled the door open, "what the hell are you fuckers doing here!"
the trio took a run for it. with one glance at each other, they sprinted away.
namjoon was dazzled. he scratched his scalp, turning his head to the side. he stumbled back into the room as his mind got clearer.
he spent the rest of his day in his room, preparing things for the mission later in the day. namjoon read the time on the clock. 10:00 pm.
"go get ready." namjoon looked at haru, "you're coming with us."
haru glanced up from her phone. he was wearing shades and he was dressed. she wasn't going to change if he was in a fifty-foot premise from her.
"then get the fuck out!"
"baby." he drawled, "you don't have anything i haven't seen before."
a fiery glaze bounced in her eyes. rage began to consume her.
"get the fuck out!"
namjoon strutted towards the door, slamming it on his way out. he loved the look that washed over her face when he teased her.
haru picked up the pair of clothes jimin handed her yesterday. she sighed in disgust at her limited wardrobe. haru showered, making sure to spend some extra time washing her hair to piss off namjoon. she gazed into the mirror as she cropped the large tee with her hair tie. it looked halfway decent, it was going to work.
"hurry the fuck up!" namjoon was banging on the door.
"i'll take all the fucking time i need!"
her black combat boots struck against the ground as she made her way towards the front door. six boys were each dressed in their own style.
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"catch," taehyung tossed her a black earpiece.
"what do i need this for."
she furrowed her eyebrows, waiting for an answer.
"if something goes wrong and we need another hand."
haru's eyes darkened as she stared back at taehyung.
jimin ruffled her hair, "you look cute."
taehyung twirled the keys in his finger, "what a beautiful day outside."
the others rolled their eyes as they followed taehyung into the car.
the ride was silent for the first five minutes. each one seemed so focused on saving their brother. for the first time in years, haru felt like she had a family even if she wasn't part of it. she wanted to know more about them.
"lets rehearse one last time." namjoon broke the silence, "we don't have any time to waste."
"only jungkook and jimin will go in."
namjoon took a deep breath to ease his mind.
"and if and only if they need help, does everybody go in."
everybody nodded their heads to each word namjoon said.
"kook and jimin will go in through the side windows and come out through the back in five minutes. no exceptions.
the car's atmosphere became uneasy. rain trickled against the windows. five minutes was very little time.
"if there is any trouble. you have guns, use them."
all of them popped their earpieces in. they had almost arrived. the sky was dark and gloomy with rainclouds spurting out tears.
jungkook and jimin waved towards the car as they stepped out. they set up the timer on their watches.
jimin sprinted towards the window. behind him was jungkook, wielding his gun in his right arm. jimin lifted the window up, poking his head in to see if the room was empty.
"i can't access the cameras." taehyung spoke, "they have a firewall on it, they'll get alerted."
"fuck."
jungkook followed jimin through the window.
"we'll have to split up."
jimin nodded, "i'll go downstairs. you go upstairs. we'll meet back on this floor."
jimin pulled out his gun. he held it in front of him as he went around the halls in search of the stairway.
his footsteps tapped the cobbled staircase as he went down into the darkness. jimin pulled out his phone, switching on the flashlight. he sped through the basement. nothing. it was empty.
jungkook went the other way. he sprinted up the marble staircase, looking right and left for jin.
he dashed through the floor shifting through one room then the next. not a single sign of jin. jungkook glanced at his watch.
"did you find him?"
jungkook's heart rate was elevating. he already knew the answer, but part of him just hoped he was wrong.
"he wasn't in the basement."
"fucking hell." jungkook mumbled, "where is he?"
"i'll go check downstairs. you go upstairs in case we missed anything."
they sprinted their separate ways on the search for jin.
"anything?"
with that one word, jimin already knew the answer.
jungkook glanced away, "nothing."
jungkook exchanged eyes with jimin. they had searched the entire house.
jimin pressed his finger onto his earpiece, "hyung i think we have a problem."
"care to specify?"
"we can't find jin hyung." jungkook paused, " he's not here."
namjoon's voice rose, "what do you mean he's not there!"
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