"This fucking thing doesn't fit me."

"This is way too glittery and sparkly for me bro."

"Isn't the cut way too deep?"

"Okay why is there a ruckus?" Moon asked, looking at the chaos going on in the room.

"I brought them dresses for the gala, but they don't seem grateful for it." Ji huffed and sat down with a frown drawn on her face.

"Guys you need to calm down a little," Mirae said, sighing with a warm cup of coffee in between her palms. "Just try out the dresses Ji bought, and just tell Nayeon about the alterations and she will fix it." Nayeon nodded with a smile.

Ji cleared her throat as she crossed her leg and huffed.

"And don't forget to thank Ji as she so lovingly bought for us." being able to decipher her reaction.

KJen chuckled and threw herself on the bean bag with a bag of chips. Her smile changed to a frown, and started sniffing the air.

"What is that smell?" KJen sniffed again.

"What smell?" Rose said, getting up and coming behind her sniffing near her ear. "I think it's from you, maybe you need to take a bath." Rose smirked, with laughs in the background.

"Ok, who the fuck left the gas on in the kitchen!?!?!?" Moon went shouting towards the kitchen. While Nayeon was trying to find the extinguisher.

"Hey it's not from me at least, the jokes on you, dumb head." KJen said, throwing chips at Rose's face and chuckling.

"I am living with a bunch of hooligans..." Mirae sighed, with a hint of a smile on her face. Maybe with different feelings in her mind for them. But she can't get attached to them. She can't go down that road again. This may be selfish, but she can't let the past repeat again, restrained by chains and unable to move forward. History can't repeat itself. And Mirae will make sure of it.

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"What are you staring at tae?"

"What, nothing" swiping the page close on his phone, he looks up towards the voice who pulled him out of the void. "Nothing J-Jin hyung, just scrolling through instagram."

"Were you checking your model page?" Jin asked, ruffling Tae's hair and settling down next to him on the couch.

"Yeah, yeah I-I was looking at my page Wooshik hyung asked me to reply to some of the comments for some kind of fan service thing." chuckling he let his phone slide down his lap to the couch.

"Hmm, staring holes into the comments would help make your fans feel so happy."

"Yeah, exactly wait- what no-no..." Tae looked towards his hyung.

"I am your hyung for a reason, taehyung-ah." he said, patting his knee "I know when my doesang is zoning out." Tae didn't know what to tell his hyung when he himself didn't know what was going on in his head. Recent encounters made his head like a pool of complex feelings and information. Just as he opened his mouth to say it's nothing, his hyung cut him off.

"And before you say it's nothing, I will smack your eyes out."

"How do you even do that?"

"Don't test me boy."

"Just take your time with it and know I am here to listen to you." Jin got up with a grunt and muttered about old age catching up to him. The irony of it, him cursing and threatening to poison anyone's morning coffee if they so even thought of him being an older person was noteworthy. Jungkook being one of the people who has more than once faced the brunt of it. Though most of the time he purposefully calls it upon himself.

He knew he could rely on his other team members who have known each other since the beginning of the training when they joined the force and were put together in a team. When Taehyung first joined the force, he was scared he would definitely get bullied and would end up doing chores for his seniors in the academy. But things were a tad bit different. He did get fooled into believing the guys who approached him will be his friends or at least be a decent colleague, they acted nice in the beginning but later started bullying him and making him run around to do chores. Back in his village everyone helped each other and were friendly, everyone in the village knew him and loved him to say the least. In the academy it's survival like in the wild which taught him not to trust anyone easily.

But then Jimin came to his rescue like a knight in shining armor. Taehyung knew it was cringe but that's how he literally felt the first time he met Jimin. He was ordered to bring a wallet of the one who was the "leader" of the bullies. And this was the most simple task and he would have done it without any difficulty. And he did, when he bought the wallet to the guy and was about to leave because he had tons of course work left since he was running errands for them half of the time, he got grabbed by his nape and got thrown near the trashcan in the room.

"Fuck, that hurts." Tae murmurs when he tries to see clearly, getting hit in the head is not what he thought would happen today.

"Where the fuck is the money?" One of the voices said above his head.

"I did-didn't..."

"You are not as innocent as you look huh?"

"No-" he gets punched in the gut and stumbles, trying to get air in and he starts coughing. He starts seeing black dots and tries to blink to see clearly. Only having coffee for the past few days doesn't help him to gain his strength back.

He gets held by his arms, but before he could prepare himself to get hit again he passes out.

When he wakes up he sees a head staring looking towards him and a bright light shining and hurting his eyes.

"What the fuck were you doing passed out in the middle of the hallway?"