Mirae, are you okay? You kinda... look all antsy since you have come back. " Jisoo said, directing her question to the girl who seemed to be looking outside the big glass attached to the walls of the room. Jisoo glanced at others in hopes of finding out what was wrong with her friend, but they all just shrugged.

"Is it because of Kjen?" Hwasa asked. Moon shushed Kjen before she could say anything to defend herself.

Silence.....

"MIRAE!"

"Huh? What? What? " The mentioned girl turned around, flinching slightly from the commotion, and saw everyone staring at her with worried expressions on their faces. Well, except for Hwasa and Moon, who were trying to stop their giggles but miserably failing at the task.

"Honey, are you okay?" Ji asked.

Mirae stared at Ji blankly, attempting to keep her emotions in check and swallowing her words. She wanted to question, yell, and simply ask why.

"It's nothing. I am going to go lie down for a while. My head is hurting a little. You guys have dinner without me." Mirae said, slamming her door.

"She is definitely mad about something," Kjen said.

"You sure it wasn't because of you?" Hwasa said, looking at Kjen with a suspicious look.

"NO-"

"Okay, enough, that's it. Stop it. It's no one's fault; she won't get mad at such things, at least I know that. " Moon said.

"Let's give her some time for now. When she cools down and is okay to come out of her room, we will talk to her then, okay? " Everyone agreed, sighing and nodding their heads.

Ji looked at the closed door of her friend, worried and thinking about what was going on in her mind. A warm hand made its way onto her shoulder. Looking around, she saw Moon behind her, looking with a soft gaze.

"It's going to be OK. Give her some time, you know she isn't very open about her feelings after... " Moon heavily sighs, trying to control the tears starting to puddle up in her eyes thinking about the past.

Moon is hugged by Ji, who embraces her and rubs her back in calming circles. She murmurs to her, "It's okay, breathe. It's wasn't your fault, "she says as she pulls back and holds Moon's face, caressing her thumb across her cheeks and wiping away a tear that had escaped her eyes.

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Mirae was sure she saw his face. She thought it could have been a mistake, but it wasn't. She clearly remembered that face. That face can't be forgotten. She was there when the wedding was held. She knew him and conversed with him. He was the epitome of a benevolent despot. But why? Why was he there in that building when he had no connection with it? She had to make sure that he didn't have any mendacious ways.

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In the car, Taehyung awaited Namjoon. He was tapping his foot and browsing through his phone, reviewing his manager's "fake model" schedule. He was partially preoccupied with something else. Work consumed his weekends as well. As he did with his modelling profession, which he used to hide his true identity. He was able to complete his main task without becoming exhausted.

"You're here, which is nice. Now let's get started. " Namjoon stated that as he approached the driver's seat, He was flushed, as if he had run here.

"Is everything all right? To get here, you look like you have run a marathon. " As he sat in the passenger seat, Taehyung questioned him.

"What? Yes, I am flawless. What would happen if something happened to me? Nothing appears to be incorrect. I'm perfectly well. " Namjoon stated, as he was giving himself away.

"Whatever sails your boat, Namjoon, let's go. This place disturbs me. " Taehyung whispered the final bit in hushed tones.

"All right, that's OK." Namjoon said, noticing what Taehyung said this time but not pressing him more. How could he when his thoughts are consumed by a specific someone?

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"So, everyone, pay attention. We are being assigned security at the Met Gala for the security thing we were told about earlier. "Namjoon informs the whole group, which groans after hearing this.

"We used to do missions, going undercover and all. Now we are what, mere security guards and bodyguards? "Yoongi said, glancing at Jimin, who had just taken a big breath and was collapsing on the chair next to him.

"Yeah, I know it sucks. We are going as the bodyguards of the million dollar chain by Cartier. Since it's going to be in the news everywhere, there could be a high chance of robbery. And the gathering will consist of a large number of celebrities, so we need to be on extra alert. "Namjoon said, sitting himself down on the desk.

"So we are all going to guard the necklace, or are the others free to roam around?" Hoseok professes innocently.

"No, we are all assigned particular tasks. So please, no wandering around asking for autographs. Is that clear to everybody? " Namjoon asked subtly.

"Ok, so here is what we are assigned to do." Namjoon said, walking towards the white board sitting over the stand.

"Jimin is going to have the same duty as before, since Choi Rose is going to the Gala as well." Jimin said, nodding.

"But, as she is the one wearing that necklace, two more will be assigned to you." Namjoon said.

"Yoongi and Jungkook, you will be with him." Both of them were looking at each other, smirking, and finally nodding.

"I and Jin will be at the entrance coordinating with the staff on the security adjustments." Namjoon said, nodding towards Jin, who just sighed in return.

"Taehyung and Hoseok will be inside the venue keeping a watch for emergencies. We can't take chances if something goes downhill. "Taehyung and Hoseok high-fived each other, grinning.

"We are all going by undercover names." Namjoon said and looked at Yoongi. Along with him, all the others stared at Yoongi.

"I am going to scoop everyone's eyes out." Yoongi said, glaring at them. making them turn their heads to Namjoon again at the speed of lightening. Yoongi can be terrifying when he needs to be. Better not mess with him unnecessarily. But they'll soon be making fun of his undercover identity.