"Short black hair?" The man looked around. Uncountable pale skin girls with short ravenette hair. "Are you kidding me? It's all we have here." The bartender looked at the model astonished, "Are you sure her hair is even black? People come here with all kinds of ornaments nowadays. What's her name again?"

"I don't really remember, but thank you."

Taehyung sighed. He didn't want people to know too much. After all, it could be dangerous, for him and mostly for her. It was the third club he was checking, and there was no sign of the girl. He tried visiting Baek In Na to ask about it, but the model was in a coma for who knows how long.

"So, you're looking for Kim Hyuna?"

Taehyung frowned at the voice behind him, "Seunghyun-Hyung? What are you doing here?"

"That's fun," The man chuckled, "What do people do in these places, Taehyungie? I came for a drink, of course, want some?"

Taehyung smiled softly, "No, thank you." The flashes of Jungkook taking care of him a few nights ago warmed his cheeks all of a sudden. Those soft hands in his hair, and that kind kiss on his forehead... those six packs - He shook his head. That was enough reminder that he should go easy with the alcohol, at least for now. I hate you, Jungkook.

"Come on, have a drink. I'll take you to where she is."

"Wait, what? Do you know where she's, Hyung?"

"Of course, Tae," The man passed his arm around the model's shoulder and got closer. The alcohol breath hit Tae's cheek and he internally cursed... "Everyone who needs special medicine looks for her around here." The man leaned over Taehyung from his own stool. Locking their eyes. "I can take you to her, but you gotta have that drink. Deal?"

The blond didn't even think before accepting. That was the first clue he had after days; He was more than ready to grab it. The liquid burned his esophagus down. If Hoseok saw him now, he'd have a lot to explain. And if Jungkook came to know? He would be in jail in a wink.

Taehyung analyzed the many his side. It was clear that the older model had a crush on him. Choi Seunghyun had hit on Tae more than drunk people hits their car. Yet somehow, both models developed a relationship. They would talk about modeling life and the older had offered Taehyung countless small modeling jobs that helped Taehyung to make extra money. Anyway, Taehyung would mostly hear the older model bragging about the fancy beaches he had been to for photoshoots or commercials, the crazy weekends in rented houses with other models over ungodly hours party, etc.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Taehyung wasn't interested in how much the older man was paid at the last job, nor how crazy was to hear Baek In-Na was in the hospital, - that had Taehyung finishing the drink in a go because he knew it was his fault. Yet, guilty aside, he wanted to know where he would find that girl. This Kim Hyuna could be the path to her, or perhaps, he was crazy and it wasn't Rosie after all, and he could help Hoseok with the case by drawing her face.

Seunghyun shook his hand and a bartender, who was cleaning the glasses pretty close to both men, stopped to pour Taehyung a green drink,

"I know you like this one." The older model said with a smirk

"You're right, I do. Thank you, Hyung." Taehyung sipped on the drink that he hated from his gut. It tasted like hell. He smiled when his eyes locked with the other.

"So, why are you looking for her?"

"What else would it be? Baek In Na Noona has been hospitalized. I need a few... special medicines." Taehyung smirked and winked. He made sure to keep his back straight and elegant with his red satin shirt suddenly with another button open, exposing part of his chest and collar bones.

"Do you know who was with her?" The guy asked with dark threatening eyes.

"I don't, do you?" Taehyung said having his drink as if he knew nothing. He bit his lip and stared at the other.

"I see." the other model said also drinking. "You know you're beautiful, don't you? No, wait, you're ethereal."

Taehyung lowered his head and chuckled to hide his distaste with a false timid-like expression. "You always know how to make me blush, Hyung."

The man stood from his stool and turned Taehyung's stool in his direction. He placed himself in between Taehyung's legs, one hand slid on Taehyung's waist and the other grabbed Taehyung's chin firmly. "You know I could give you the world, don't you?"

Taehyung fought to keep his smile straight.

"I already have it, Hyung." As if he wanted an all-cramped world, fuck it, he deserved better. Taehyung winked. He placed both of his hands on the other's chest to push the model away a bit. He wouldn't show how that move had scared him. That was the first time Choi was so close, but Taehyung needed information. He smiled, "So, why don't you tell me where she is? I'm having my third drink here." He grinned, turning his stool back to its original state.

He sipped more of the drink, making sure a bit of the drink slid down his lips. He licked it. Not like normal people would do but slowly, making it look like an extremely sexy move. He noticed Seunghyun thirsty staring at his lips for a few minutes before finally cleaning his throat and sitting back on his stool.

"Cutting to the chase, I see. Well, she's mostly at the Casino Golden Luck."

"I never heard about it,"

"Because you're not supposed to. You have to be introduced to get in there."

"Oh, I see." He saw nothing. What was it? A secret society? to hell with it.

The man placed a wicked smile, "I can introduce you too if you want. But, I'd like something in return this time."

The blond had a cold shiver running through his back. He had noticed the man's approach getting more obvious. Taehyung internally cursed. For goodness sake, he was still nineteen, what's wrong with these people nowadays? 'Bastard'

Taehyung smiled widely, "I could give you a dance. What do you think?" The older model's eyes traveled Taehyung's whole body, licking his lips and grinning. Taehyung felt the bile in the back of his throat.

"It will do," he got closer to Taehyung's ear, sneaking his hand around his waist again, "for now." he whispered. He distanced himself and Taehyung thanked all heavens. "I'll pick you up tomorrow after our photo session. Dress appropriately."

Taehyung chuckled, Who does this douchebag think I am? "When Do I not?"

"I'll see you tomorrow,"

Taehyung rolled his eyes. 'what don't I do for some information." He finished the drink to knock away that awful feeling on the top of his stomach and smirked.

"Another one, Mr?" The bartender asked

"Yes, please." He needed another drink to forget the fact that he would spend the day in the same photo session of that same bastard -shitty life.

The bartender came and poured the drink. Taehyung took a few minutes to check on the man. Large shoulders, thick lips - He had danced with that man a few days ago in another bar. The very same day Baek In Na had an overdose. He noticed how the man glanced over at another man wearing a black cap.

'are they observing me?' 'Had they heard me?' He laughed, the drinks getting to his head. He thanked the drinks, and headed to the dancefloor. Why would people care what I'm talking about?

But the paranoia was installed and Taehyung would make sure not to forget the man's face.

In fact, the bartender was not really cleaning all those cups and glasses close to the models for nothing, not the stranger in a black cap was just drinking on a stool coincidentally close to Taehyung's.

The bartender got closer to the man with a cap who motioned for another drink. They shared a knowing look watching as Taehyung started off dancing.

"You look stressed."

"I am. He's drinking again. He doesn't have control, he will get in trouble. It's not even been a week."

"Jungkook, he's almost twenty. Most of us had a gun in our hands much before that. Now stop whining, and keep your eyes on him."

Jeon groaned. He hated to watch this. Obligated to see the model throwing himself in everyman's arms. He has no self-respect. He poked his cheek with his tongue and was ready to jump in the middle when a man grabbed Tae's buttocks.

"That's not your job, Jeon." He heard the bartender say. "I know he's like your brother-"

"He is not my f*cking brother,"

"You better watch your mouth with me, Jeon. Remember who you are talking to."

Jungkook sighed. Kim Seokjin had been one of Jungkook gun's veterans and teachers. The man could shoot a subject from anywhere. He wouldn't risk his own safety for Taehyung now. "My apologies."

"Watch, and Listen. Nothing else. I'mma follow the Choi guy."

Tsc. "I know, Jin. Shut it." The bartender, left in a hurry to catch up with Choi and watch his moves while Jungkook cursed every second of watching the model, whisper-cursing everyone.

Taehyung on the other hand was very excited. He had danced with whoever came. He ignored the fact that the black-cap man had a known aura because he was too tired and worried to point it out, and also kind of drunk too. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the best way to forget this mess; dance to loud music.

At some point though, a guy pulled him to a corner. The man's hand grabbed Taehyung's waist causing him to widen his eyes. Don't get him wrong, it just surprised him. The stranger was handsome, they had danced a few songs by now and he was all about hands on the model. The strong drinks from before were still running in Taehyunf's system, and he was feeling light and smiley.

"You're so handsome," The man said. Taehyung grimaced a bit at the smell of strong alcohol but smiled. He himself smelled strong liquor anyway

"You're not bad," Taehyung answered. The man had long hair in a bun and strong arms.

"May I show you other ways with my 'not bad' abilities,"

The model bit his own lips.

"I think I'd like that,"

Taehyung felt his lips being captured, and hands on his hips, pressing him against the wall. His own hands traveled from the man's chest to the man's shoulder, and- zap- the man was of him in a wink, causing his arms to fall empty out of a sudden. He felt a sharp pain in his lips, where the man was slightly biting, and ended up taking his skin together when he was jerked off Taehyung.

"I could arrest you, he's only nineteen!" He heard the black cap man say. Taehyung frowned,

"What? Who do you think you are?" The man asked, struggling to keep his voice straight as the newcomer had him facing the wall and his arm painfully held on his back.

"Jeon? What the f*ck are you doing here?" Taehyung questioned.

"You don't change a bit, do you? What are you doing here, Kim? Does Jinwoo know? And Jung Hajoon?"

Taehyung chuckled, perplexed, "You must be kidding, right? What are you now? Some type of guardian? For f*ck's sake."

"Leave, before I f*cking arrest you!" Jeon said to the man and kicked the man's butt before grabbing Taehyung's arm and rudely pulling him towards the exit.

"Stop it, Jerk! Let me go!" Taehyung scoffed. "What are you doing?"

"Taking you home, Taehyung."

"Excuse me, sir, is there any problem?" One of the guards came with all his muscles to intimidate them.

"Yes, there are thousands." Jungkook said, pulling Taehyung in front of the security guard, "You better explain why there's a minor-aged model drinking alcohol in this place."

"We protect our clients' privacy and choices, Sir. Now, Release the gentleman."

"Of course. I'm sure the police you'll love to hear that," the guard widened his eyes, "Now, why don't you move and let me take this peasant? It's past his bedtime."

Taehyung's mouth opened in a big '0' "The f*ck, Jeon!"

When they were finally outside, Taehyung jerked his arm off the agent - he tried at least and failed miserably. 'This freaking strong bastard!'

"How dare you humiliate me like that? Who do you think you are?" Taehyung stepped closer to the other, struggling to have his arm off the grip. It'd certainly get a bruise.

"Shut up, you have no age for coming to a place like that." Jungkook gritted his teeth.

"You're no sense! You have nothing to do with my life!"

"I have the responsibility to stop you. I'm an a- an officer! I can't let you drink that much liquor and rub yourself at any person arou-"

"Why not, Jeon Jungkook? Since when do I have to ask permission for doing anything!? huh? And What the fuck is that? Have you been following me now?"

"Jinwoo-"

"Let me tell you one thing, Jung-convinced-kook." And he pocked the other's chest causing him to widen his eyes. "YOU'RE NOT JINWOO-SH. You don't get to opine on my business or my relationship with him. With Anyone! Now, back off!"

Taehyung pushed Jungkook away, but Jungkook was still holding him and he ended up crashing himself into Jungkook's wall chest. There was a small squeak leaving Taehyung's mouth and their eyes locked.

There was a bit of surprise on both their faces. Jungkook shook the blank of his mind away and lashed out at the other, even though the blond looked so vulnerable. He felt like he had to say it. He called Taehyung everything he could associate with thoughtless rascals.

"You're such an irresponsible person."

Taehyung, on the other hand, felt all the air in his lungs go out in a blink of an eye. Jungkook's features had never been so close... those black deep judgemental eyes flashed something that Taehyung could swear was worry, and then there was anger.

"I'm not allowing you to worry them with your reckless behavior," Jungkook went on and on.

For the first time, Taehyung lost his voice in front of Jungkook. He didn't know how to answer the other. Has he even listened to what the ravenette said? Unlikely, but the thing his eyes certainly noticed was Jungkook. From up close, the agent's face was very much softer. He noticed the eyebrows on point that frowned while he was talking and expressing whatever he was saying. The deep charcoal eyes shone with determination. The curve of the nose would go up just slightly in the end, moving a bit while he talked. And then there were those red lips... a mole right there below them.

"Taehyung!" Jungkook yelled, successfully startling the younger.

Jungkook gulped down, his mouth ran dry and he mentally cursed. Taehyung had big scared eyes and long eyelashes. His face resembles one of a scared kid for a few seconds, yet had strong lines, and that jaw, And those lips... He took his free hand and softly cleaned the small amount of blood on the red pillowy lips of the model. He felt Taehyung's warm breath hitting him.

"You're hurting me." Taehyung's voice was softer than he intended it to be.

"Go.home." Jungkook loosened the grip and Taehyung pulled away.

"I hate you," Taehyung said, turned away, and called a cab while massaging the sore spot of Jungkook's firm hand.

It was very uncomfortable to stand on the pavement knowing there was a shadow behind him. He could feel his head burning with the agent's stare on his nape. He took a deep breath when the cab arrived. "Finally,"

The cab stopped. Taehyung turned towards Jungkook, showed his both middle fingers, and "F*ck you," he said with lips only. Jungkook poked his cheek.

"This f*cking brat." Taehyung read on the officer's cherry-like lips.

~~~~~~

"So we were right on following him. Good Job, Jin, JK. It's the closest we ever got."

The four agents sat in the meeting room of their place. Holograms of Taehyung and Choi at the bar, plus the possible place for the Casino Golden Lucky, and a few suspects doing some of their activities.

"But RM, you won't really wait for Kim Taehyung to go there, will you?" Jin asked worriedly. "He's just a kid, and that man is a hawk on him. It's freaking dangerous, I'm telling you. You had to see his advances."

"Of course, he will." Suga interrupted, "Look, we are protecting him. if he needs, you," he said pointing to Jin "Yugyeom, and Jungkook will be around. Plus, we can also ask Park to join as he was the one to point out the fact that there was a place like that and that Seunghyun attended it. Maybe he could go with Taehyung."

"We would have to let Taehyung know what's going on so he would be introduced to Jimin."

"Jungkook could do that,"

"No f*cking way. That stupid model is a pain in the *ss. If I talk to him, he won't help us at all."

"I wonder why, Jeon," Jin commented, placing his hand on his hips and staring daggers at Jungkook.

"Shut up." Jungkook rolled his eyes, "Where is Park anyway?"

"He left an hour ago. He's had a family emergency." The captain answered, rubbing his eyes tiredly.

"Family?" Suga questioned. "I thought he came from an orphanage."

"Yeah, but he has a sibling," the captain stood up, "Jin, you keep an eye on Kim Taehyung this time. Wherever he is. But be careful, he might remember you and you gotta get in this place as a waiter as well."

"I know. Kim didn't look like he recognized me. But let's not run the risk."

"Exactly," The captain proceeded "Try to make friends with him. Let's try to keep him closer. JK, you stay with Choi this time. Let's not repeat what happened tonight. Try to put Kim Yugyeom to oggle him, maybe he is the Hyung we are looking for and this mission will actually be easier than we think."

"Yeah, but I don't think Yugyeom is his type," Jin answered.

"but give it a try until we have Park with us again," RM said and Jin nodded. "Suga, put together everything you can find about Kim Hyuna."

"Got it."

"I'll try to check on agent Park and I'll ask him to meet you guys closer to Kim Taehyung's job tomorrow. Hopefully, It's the day we get to know everything about this mysterious Casino. You're all dismissed"

They all bowed when the captain left.

"Hey, Jk," Suga called.

"Hm?" Jungkook answered with no energy left. Taehyung's attitude had him losing it. No mission had given him so much mental exhaustion as taking care of a drunk Taehyung, with warm skin, flushed cheeks, and those damn plump lips. Shut up, shitty brain.

"Why are you so angry?"

Jungkook rolled his eyes, "None of your business, Min."

Min Yoongi chuckled at Jungkook's way. The younger really thought he was old and grumpy instead of a young adult. But don't get Yoongi wrong, he had a lot of respect for the Jeon's in general, and Jungkook, in special, for the boy had faced many circumstances and had been in situations no human being should at such a young age. That's why Yoongi always tried to bring a bit of a young spirit to him, after all, he'd been part of Jungkook's training, and watched how the younger executed missions with precision and effectiveness.

"Maybe you don't hate Kim Taehyung that much Jeon," Suga threw in the air, making the younger groan.

"I saw you gnawing in rage while the Choi guy was talking to him," Jin commented, following Suga's lead.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Jungkook defended, "you better watch for your mission."

"Of course," Jin said, looking at Suga and sharing knowing smirks. "So, I'm leaving for now. And JK, Your problem is probably too much retrained horny,"

Suga chuckled at the whining of the younger and both older's ran out of the room before the other got to reply.

"F*CK-" Jeon stopped when he saw he was alone in the room. "These ignorants, they act like teens." In front of his eyes, there was the hologram of the model. His face was shining with the purple lights of the bar... with a killing shy smile towards the Choi guy. Jungkook groaned and turned the device off. "Leave me alone, Kim."

"What? Me? But I've just arrived."

"You're late. The meeting is over already."

"No big, I'm meeting Namjoon now to report. See you later, Jk."

Jungkoook shook his head. "It seems like nobody takes this job seriously." He sighed.

~~~~

"Wow, you got it right." the man said with a smirk.

"I always do, Seunghyun hyung." Taehyung was dressed in a black silk shirt and embroidery pants that matched the embroidery in his knee-long green coat. He was stunning. His makeup is strong for the night and to hide whatever trace of youth possible.

"Ready?"

Taehyung just nodded. Inside, he was in turmoil. To spend the day hearing Choi talking about how incredible and rich he was in every break they got had been extremely exhausting. But he had to focus. Many things could go wrong that night, he couldn't allow that. He must find that girl. Nevertheless, he made sure to put Hoseok's number on the fast dial.

The place wasn't far from the center, but it was well hidden. Yet, how the police or the government hadn't found it was a mystery. The outside was a hotel. Full of gold in its ancient Greek details. The hall was impressive. For the first minutes, Taehyung thought Seunghyung Choi was trying to get in his pants in one of those luxurious rooms. He thought if he screamed for help people wouldn't even come, because the respect Choi Hyung received wasn't little. Every person bowed and welcomed him with smiles and offered service.

"This place is fascinating."

"Now you understand when I say I can give you the world?"

Taehyung giggled.

He didn't need that world. Corrupted and deadly depressed. His world was kind and lovely, but she was gone and no one could bring her back to him. Anyway, right after the hall and a long corridor, there was an elevator that took them to what seemed to be the inside of another hotel, but there was a loud noise. The sound of coins, people whispering, glasses, and waiters walking everywhere...Taehyung felt like he couldn't breathe.

"Welcome, Taehyung, to the gambling world."

There were so many people talking in different parts of the place, in different languages. People gambling and a guy was just being removed by security. He made a mental note not to screw up. He found himself in trouble, How would he find anyone in there?

"That's Kim Hyuna." The older model waved to a short girl that was carrying some glasses of champagne. She came right away.

'It's not her.'

"Good evening, Mr. Choi, How are you doing tonight?"

"I'm wonderful." He took two glasses, giving one to a frozen Taehyung. "I wanted that special one for later, my friend here needs it."

Taehyung smiled confidently despite the uncomfortable feeling setting in the pit of his stomach. His instincts, tossing and turning to run away, but he gotta stay.

"Tae," The nickname always sounded overly wrong when Choi said it. "I want to introduce you to some people."

and Taehyung wanted to die. Choi kept dragging him everywhere. He met people with scary auras, blank ones. People who ate him with eyes, and people who didn't care about him at all wouldn't share more than a glance. and he just wanted time to look around and see if he would find her. After an hour or so, Kim Hyuna came to them with a small envelope in a tray.

"Here, sir. What you asked for."

"You can put it in my account," He winked at her.

"Certainly, sir." She bowed and left.

"Here, Tae."

Taehyung barely touched the envelope when he spoke;

"I need to go to the restroom," He turned around to follow the girl but was immediately held. Choi pulled him closer, "Be careful around here, but mostly, don't get in trouble doing this shit" Choi pointed to the envelope."If you do, you're on your own."

Taehyung smiled, "What could I possibly do to cause trouble, Hyung?"

Choi smiled, "That's my boy,"

ONLY AUTHORIZED PEOPLE

He read on the plate stuck on the door while sneaking in. He was sure he saw Kim Hyuna going into the door, and he had only one chance to do that.

"Hey, Hyuna Noona."

The girl looked behind and widened her eyes.

"What are you doing here? It's only for employees."

"I'm sorry," He looked around as if he had missed the big letters on the door. "I didn't know. I just wanted to ask you a question."Taehyung looked around before lowering his voice. "Where's Park Rose?"

Bingo. The woman's eyes enlarged significantly. She was scared, but of what? or should I say who?

"You gotta leave. You shouldn't be here at all."

"Oh, sure, Can we talk outside? Please? I don't want to ask the manager directly. They all kind of - scare me. She bit on her lips. "Please, I need to talk to her."

She looked towards the restroom, and back to him. "We have one minute. I don't know where she is." Her eyes looked back inside.

"Do you know her address? Maybe? Another phone number?"

"I don't have it."

"Please, she's like - a sister for me. It-It's been so long."

"Wait, are you Jimin?" Taehyung's inner turmoil went silent. It was her after all.

He smiled, "Oh, she talked about me." Taehyung stood a hand, "I'm Park Jimin."

"But I thought you weren't in the country."

"I came back a few days ago..."

Taehyung smiled, "You see, it's been some time since we met. I wanted to make a surprise and talk to her. But she doesn't answer the calls, nor emails."

She frowned, "Look," She checked inside again. "I don't know anything. She lived closer to Anyeon dong." She looked back inside "I gotta go now."

Taehyung held the door to watch as she reached for her phone while going to the restroom. Something hit on him to follow and he did exactly that. He hid behind a few shelves when another waiter came his way. Then he pushed the shelves closer to the restroom door and took a peek inside to see two girls talking. Kim Hyuna, and a girl with a hoodie on.

"Fuck! What are you doing here?" Hyuna asked.

"I had to come."

"You gonna get me in trouble! I just talked to your brother."

Taehyung eyes widened, that was her.

"Impossible, he doesn't know I work here. He's actually waiting for me to come back home."

They both went silent. Jimin is here.

"F*ck, who was that then?"

"I don't know unnie... I'm so screwed. I'm really sorry." Her voice broke a few times."I got to do that. I need the money,"

"Girl, you are stupid enough to try to get money from them!? What's wrong with you? To make it worse they are after you because of the model girl. And you got this guy now after you, you gotta leave, asap."

" I will, for today! But I'll come back. I need some money urgently."

"Aren't you listening to me? How do you plan on leaving?"

"They'll kill me if I don't pay them. I'll leave by the back door. I swear I won't give any suspicious vibes. I know the cameras, and how the security works. It'll do. Has to. I'm sorry Hyuna unnie, I'm desperate."

"You'll end up getting us both killed."

"Hey, you!" Taehyung jumped almost hitting the ceiling.

"Yes?" He smiled,

"What are you doing here? This is the area for workers only."

"My~ apologies," Taehyung chuckled, "I was supposed to find the restroom, but look~ I found champagne." Taehyung picked one of the glass from the waiter's tray.

The waiter frowned, and a fake drunk Taehyung threw some charm on the man. He touched his shirt,

"I'm sowwy, di~ I get in trouble?" He blinked and bit his bottom lip,

The man blushed and cleaned his throat, "you need to come with me." The waiter grabbed his arm, and Taehyung whined. It hurt,

Shit, why does everyone grab the same arm?

"Where are you~ taking me~, handsome?" Taehyung blinked rapidly. He wanted to lure the man pretending he was drunk. That should work somehow as the man just blushed.

"You are making a visit to the security."

"You don't need to." Another waiter cut in. "I'm sorry, I oriented him and thought he was fine enough to find the way to the restroom. I'll take him." A man said. Taehyung knew this one, It was again the bartender.

"That's not the procedure."

"Don't worry, I'll take responsibility for it." The bartender grabbed his arm and took him away. Taehyung glanced at the bartender of the night before. Why was this man helping him out of nowhere?

They stopped at a wall before the main hall, "What do you think you are doing there? You know how dangerous it is?"

"Why are you following me?" Taehyung shot the question.

The bartender frowned, confused. "What? That's not-"

"You were at the bar yesterday, and now you are here. You also danced with me last week. I also saw you in a car, close to my company this afternoon." Jin's eyebrow shot high.

'Bingo.' Taehyung could be naive and young, but he was very observant of his surroundings.

"I don't know what you're talking about. You better keep yourself out of trouble while you are here."

"Don't even try. You thought I wouldn't notice? Tell Jungkook if he wants to put people to watch me, he should at least be a little discreet."

"What?"

"Don't play dumb on me. Now fuck off, or I'll start making a scene. Tell that bastard he better watch his back." He poked the guy's chest and left.

Jin watched the model leave flabbergasted. "He is one of a kind."

~~~~

That's all for today!

What are your thoughts? What do you think Taehyung will do now?

Guys, I'm sorry about the description of places. I just suck at these. I'll make sure to work on this part of my writing. If you think of other things that could improve, let me know - please, don't mention the nonexistent schedule, I'm just dying every other week from a different flu. This week I'm the closest to healthy, so hopefully, you can wait for more updates.

Borahae~~
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