Taehyung got two messages early on a Monday morning.

Moe
we need to talk.

Jungkook
we need to talk.

"Ah fuck," Taehyung groaned, and then put his phone down. He rushed out of bed hastily. He was in Namjoon and Jin's dorm (they were sharing a bed and allowed Taehyung to have theirs) because he could NOT handle seeing Moe right now. He'd also accidentally ignored her and Jungkook for the past 48 hours.

Namjoon and Jin were still sleeping, Jin with his arms around Namjoon's waist, chin on his shoulder. Both looked very peaceful. So Taehyung silently grabbed his sweater and glasses, and walked out of their dorm room.

He rubbed his face. He'd been putting off talking to anyone by hiding in the nook of the library and reading a biography on Mikhail Gorbachev, the Former General Secretary of the Soviet Union. Why did Taehyung read it? WHO KNOWS. He's a mess right now.

Guilty. He feels so guilty. Not just because he was a terrible human and cheated on Moe, but also because left Jungkook hanging after Jungkook basically admitted to really liking Taehyung.

Taehyung walked towards, well, nowhere. Yeah. Taehyung was walking to absolutely nowhere. He just needed a clear head. Anyways, while he was doing that, he got some more texts from Moe and Jungkook. Why did they keep texting Taehyung at the same time??? It's like the Universe was haunting him or something.

Moe
that msg sounded really scary ahaha. sorry dont worry its nothing too serious!! lets meet up at the coffee place near campus?

Jungkook
if that message sounded scary then GOD thats what it intended. it is VERY serious. we need to meet up. come to the coffee place.

Taehyung put his hand against his face. Why was this happening? Taehyung took a deep breath. He didn't know what to say. Maybe he should go talk to Jungkook first, and then to Moe?

What would he say??

Should he break up with Moe? Admit his feelings to Jungkook? Or maybe tell Jungkook to go away? Stay with Moe?

He had two options. Either hurt Jungkook or Moe.

Jungkook, cute, sassy, a little dumb, fluctuates with his feelings towards Taehyung, has done bad stuff in the past.

Moe, kind, adorable, firm about her feelings towards Taehyung, very smart, but doesn't have that spark with Taehyung.

AAAAAAAAAAAA------ this was the WORST. Taehyung walked towards the cafe, gripping his phone tightly. It was buzzing with messages he didn't want to look at.

Before entering the cafe, Taehyung peeked at himself in the reflection of the tinted glass windows. His red hair was a mess, sticking up from random parts. Glasses were a little askew. He was wearing this brown sweater and sweatpants. Jeez, he looked awful (in his eyes).

Taehyung opened the cafe door, stepped onto the wooden tiles of the small place. It smelt of pastry and coffee. Taehyung gazed around and then froze in his steps.

Moe sat on a small table on one side of the cafe. She looked nervously at her phone, big round glasses almost falling off her nose, bunched up in her chair.

And, of course, Jungkook sat on a small table on the other side of the cafe. He and Moe didn't see each other. Jungkook had a small angry pout on his lips, wearing these big sunglasses that covered half his face as he held his phone tightly.

Taehyung's breath hitched. He should leave instantly before something goes wrong. But of course, he's a dumbass, because instead of leaving, he dropped his phone to the floor. The sound made a little thud, and Moe and Jungkook both looked up. They saw Taehyung in the middle.

"Taehyung," Moe let out, getting up from her seat and walking over to Taehyung.

"Taehyung!" Jungkook called, getting up from his seat. He walked over, but then halted upon spotting Moe. He bit the inside of his cheek, his black t-shirt riding up his hips. "Oh. Hi Joe."

"It's Moe and you know that. C'mon Tae, I ordered you some tea." Moe said, grabbing his right wrist.

"I ordered you some coffee," Jungkook said, grabbing onto his left wrist. Moe looked at Jungkook, humphing.

"He doesn't like coffee," Moe mumbled.

"He'll adjust," Jungkook said, and then both began tugging Taehyung towards one another.

Taehyung stood there wearily, nervous, and then pulled his arms back. "H-hey- let's calm down- I-I like tea and coffee." Taehyung chuckled, and then gulped when Jungkook and Moe looked at him, upset.

"Why's he here," Moe asked softly.

"Why's she here?" Jungkook snapped, arms folded.

"W-why am I here? I'll go." Taehyung turned around to walk away, but then his wrists got grabbed and he got pulled back.

"We need to talk." Jungkook and Moe snapped at the same time to Taehyung, who stilled.

"Fuck." Taehyung blurted, and then looked at Moe. "Okay. Let's-let's talk." Taehyung said to Moe, not ignoring how Jungkook's shoulders fell a bit in disappointment.

"Great," Moe said, and then walked with Taehyung to the small table in her end. Jungkook's eyes couldn't be seen through his big black sunglasses, so he just turned and headed back to his seat, sitting down and looking away.

"What's going on? I thought you were coming over that night, but you never did. You've been ignoring all my calls for the past few days. Is everything okay?" Moe asked gently, her hands on his.

"I don't know," Taehyung mumbled. "Maybe.... maybe we rushed into this."

"What?" Moe asked, stumped.

"I am a horrible person." Taehyung burst. "L-look- I'm-I'm bad at relationships! I've never been in one be-before! I'm a virgin!" Taehyung rambled. "I'm n-not sure I know everything about how to have a girlfriend a-and- and- god, I'm the worst- break up with me please." Taehyung yelped.

Moe took a deep breath. "Taehyung," Moe whispered. "Calm down."

"I can't!!!!!"

"You can. Breathe. Now listen to me. We don't need to rush. I'm fine with whatever we have right now. Just talking and kissing and whatever. We don't have to jump into sex. Nor to the whole boyfriend-girlfriend thing. Don't freak out. I'm nervous too-"

"I-it's different. I need to tell you something," Taehyung gulped. He looked at her brown eyes finally. "I used to have a really really really really really really REALLY big crush on Jungkook."

"Oh," Moe said.

"Like, I was in love with him. God, he was just perfect to me. All I could do was think about him. How he talked, how he walked, how he acted. And I- I didn't even want sex. I just wanted him. He's so beautiful. When he smiles, I felt like I could watch him do it for years. His eyes look like it holds the galaxy in them, and-" Taehyung rambled, and Moe cleared her throat loudly.

"I got it!" Moe snapped, and Taehyung broke out of it and blushed a little. He picked on his sweater paws.

"I-I guess I feel like... I'm not completely over him sometimes. It's not you, it really isn't. I'm just dumb." Taehyung said, looking away.

Moe looked at him for a few seconds and then sighed. "All guys want is the pretty girl."

"Huh?" Taehyung asked.

"Jungkook doesn't even have a personality. Nor would you guys make any conversation. Guys just like him 'cause he's pretty. He's mean to people and super bratty. But all the guys fawn over him- be-because he's really pretty. That's what guys care about. Looks. Not anything else." Moe mumbled, ending her rant and then looking away.

Taehyung stilled. "You think you're not pretty?" Taehyung began, and Moe looked up at him, cheeks turning red. Taehyung then looked away. "Jungkook is pretty, I agree.... but he's also funny, and kind, and shy over things, and he likes small cute things like scented candles and kittens. He just wants people to like him, and he likes making people smile. He-"

"Okay, you're talking about him again!" Moe cried, and Taehyung snapped out of it. "Tae... do you even want to be with me?"

"Yes, I-I do! I think you're amazing, Moe." Taehyung said fast. "But... I think I need to talk to Jungkook."

Moe looked unwilling but then sighed, playing with his fingers. "Okay fine. Talk to him. B-but come talk to me after."

"I will." Taehyung said, and then leaned forward and kissed her forehead. Moe bit her lip. Taehyung got up and saw Jungkook sitting at his table, talking to the waiter who was taking his order.

Taehyung walked over to him and saw Jungkook mid-conversation. "I like my coffee how I like me men. Y'know. Hot. Tall. Creamy. Big dick." Jungkook bit his lip, and the waiter giggled. Taehyung cleared his throat, and Jungkook snapped away from the waiter and looked at Taehyung.

The waiter wrote down black coffee and went away. Taehyung sat down in front of Jungkook, looking at him. Before Jungkook could speak, Taehyung reached forward and took Jungkook's sunglasses off, seeing his eyes.

Jungkook pursed his lips, taking his sunglasses and holding them in his hands. Taehyung kept quiet, picking on his fingers. Jungkook spoke up. "You need to choose between me and Moe."

"I know," Taehyung said. Jungkook looked at him closely. "I-I know you're probably mad at me. And- and both of you are equally great... I just-"

"Choose me," Jungkook said. Taehyung blinked.

"W-what?"

"Choose me. Not Moe. I'm better than her." Jungkook said. Taehyung looked at him in awe for a few seconds, and then tsked, shaking his head while looking down.

"You can't be this... careless for other people. No one's better than anyone. I-I need time to think about this..."

"Why?" Jungkook whined, and Taehyung looked at him again. Jungkook pouted. "I'm so cute. Choose meeeee." Jungkook said.

"You really are bratty." Taehyung chuckled out. "You were a rich kid, weren't you?"

"Maybe," Jungkook said. "You tell me, Tae. Have flowers ever risen out of you when you're with Moe?"

Taehyung stirred. "No..."

"Exactly. Shouldn't that tell you who you should choose?" Jungkook said softly.

"I've also never cried when I'm with Moe," Taehyung said abruptly, and Jungkook stopped. "I've never been angry or upset. Never been emotionally hurt. But with you- I-I have."

"I'm sorry," Jungkook said. "You know I am. I never intended to hurt you, Tae, but I-I know my behavior was wrong! I've changed! I-I'll never be mean to anyone again." Jungkook said, bottom lip sticking out.

"Kook..." Taehyung trailed, but then Jungkook leaned forward, elbowed propped up on the table in between the two. Jungkook closed his eyes and pucked his lips, reaching them forward.

Taehyung blinked. "What're you doing?"

Jungkook opened one eye and then brought himself back, blushing. "I-I thought you'd kiss me."

"Why... would I do that-?"

"I-I don't know-!" Jungkook squeaked. "I want you to!! Then you'll know I'm better!"

"Kook-! You can't just-"

Jungkook leaped forward, grabbing a fistful of Taehyung's shirt and pressing their lips together. Taehyung's eyes widened, and he felt Jungkook move their lips together, hurried. Taehyung didn't kiss back. Suddenly, Jungkook felt himself get pushed off.

Jungkook looked and saw Moe standing beside them, eyebrows furrowed, looking shocked and angered. She glared at Jungkook. "Not. AGAIN!" She shouted. Jungkook moved back from her.

"Moe-" Taehyung began, but Moe turned around and walked out of the cafe, looking upset.

"Taehyung d-don't go!" Jungkook called as Taehyung got up. "Just- just choose between us, Tae. You know you like me. If-if you run after her then you'll lose me, you'll-" Jungkook couldn't even finish his sentence before Taehyung rushed out of the cafe.

Jungkook's eyes were wide in disbelief. The cafe door closed, and now Jungkook was alone, staring at his enclosed fists. Jungkook opened to stare at his palms, and put his hands against his face, trying to control his thoughts, his tears that would close to rise.

Jungkook got up after a few minutes, shaking off his tears. He walked out of the cafe, onto the pathway, and spotted Taehyung and Moe in the distance. He was hugging her. Jungkook stopped in his steps, looking at them.

He was hugging her, arms around her waist and hers around his neck. Jungkook turned around and went home.

-----

Taehyung sat in the lounge, finishing some homework. There were some girls playing pool on the side, and some guys sitting around on the couches talking. None of them especially friends with Taehyung, but honestly, Taehyung just needed to sit somewhere alone for some time.

The television was on in the side, playing some old recurring episode of a sitcom. No one really paid attention to it. Taehyung began writing a sentence of his homework, but then heard a loud blaring alarm sound from the television. He turned his head instantly.

"BREAKING NEWS." The television declared a news anchor on the screen. "Villains have created havoc by purposelessly destroying statues, architecture, and shops in the streets of Seoul. These villains all seem to be having the same motives, and sources claim they work for the leader, the notorious unnamed Mind Controller. We advice all civilians to stay in their homes."

Taehyung gulped. Villains in Seoul? A rare occurrence, because this was the main territory of Miss Muscle. Creating havoc was very risky, as she had a constant watch over the city.

Taehyung looked at his notebook. He finished his sentence, and then got up, picking his books up and walking out of the lounge. While walking towards down the hallway, he saw Moe walking down it. Taehyung waved his hand to her, and she spotted him and her eyes brightened.

"Tae," She called out, walking over to him. Taehyung smiled at her, reaching down and kissing her cheek. She shyly smiled at his gesture.

It had been a week since Taehyung 'chose' Moe over Jungkook. He hadn't seen Jungkook since then. He'd been spending most of his time with Moe, getting to know her better, finding that 'spark' he thought he didn't have with her.

"Can we talk?" Moe said softly, and Taehyung nodded, not knowing what this was about. Taehyung followed Moe down the hallway, and they both took a left turn and entered an empty classroom. Taehyung closed the classroom door behind him, and then saw Moe lingering by the desks, looking hesitant.

"What's wrong, Moe?"

"Jungkook came and talked to me," Moe said softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

Taehyung stilled. "Oh. Shit, I'm sorry if he said anything bad-"

"No no. He seemed really... sad, honestly." Moe said, gulping. "Like, really upset. Don't you think maybe you-you should go talk to him or something? I can't help but feel guilty about all this..."

"Oh," Taehyung said in surprise. "Yeah, I guess I could go talk to him. Honestly, I'm a little reluctant to... I rather just be here with you-"

"You had a crush on him, didn't you?" Moe asked, looking to the side.

"Yes. But, I-I don't anymore, Moe-"

"Why did you kiss him that day, then?" Moe asked, looking back at him know, eyes darkened.

"He kissed me, Moe. I didn't kiss him at the cafe. He just leaped on me, and-"

"Not then," Moe said. "I mean that day in his apartment. Why did you kiss him?"

Taehyung froze. His eyes widened a little. She didn't say anything, just shook her head. "Jungkook told me what happened! He-he started crying and told me everything. Taehyung, why are you toying with both of us??"

Taehyung's eyes were widened still. Moe tsked, hand going against her face. "I thought you were better than that. I thought I could trust you. I thought-" Moe began, but then Taehyung walked closer to her. "I never thought y-you would cheat-"

Taehyung grabbed her by the waist. Moe's eyes widened a bit. Taehyung leaned in and pressed their lips together.

Moe looked taken aback, but then melted into the kiss, hands wringing around his neck, humming into his mouth. Moe pressed their lips together stronger, with more passion, but then Taehyung pulled away, looking at her.

"Kiss me again," Moe moaned softly, looking up at him, breathing heavily. Taehyung leaned in, lips tracing over hers. Moe whimpered. Taehyung gripped her waist tightly.

"Do you think I'm fucking stupid, Jungkook?" Taehyung growled, and a sudden silence struck the empty classroom.

Moe looked up at Taehyung. "W-what?"

"Jungkook," Taehyung said again, harsher. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Moe was still for a few seconds but then transformed. Transformed back into Jungkook.

"L-listen-" Jungkook reached his hand out, but Taehyung took a step back from him, frowning. Jungkook looked fearful. "Tae- wait- listen to me-"

"Why- why would you pretend to be her??"

"To knock some sense into you! To make you realize that- I-i have feelings too! You completely forgot about me, Tae! Don't I at least deserve an explanation-"

"No!" Taehyung snapped. Jungkook flinched. "You can talk to me. Come find me. But pretending to be her and manipulating me to feel bad so I can come to talk to you? That's low, Jungkook. And you would've continued kissing me and let me go further had I not already realized it was you." Taehyung mumbled.

"N-no, I wouldn't have. I-" Jungkook looked away. He closed his eyes. "I j-just wanna know why you picked her over me."

"Really? Do I really need to say it?" Taehyung scoffed, and Jungkook looked down, fumbling with his fingers.

"I'm sorry," Jungkook whispered.

"No you're not," Taehyung said, and Jungkook looked at him. "You don't feel bad. Stop pretending."

"What do you want me to say!" Jungkook snapped back at him. "Yeah, no, I'm not sorry that I made you wanna realize that you're being an asshole to me. But you need to realize that you don't like her, Tae! You're forcing yourself to like her!"

"You don't know that."

"Oh please. You don't do that thing when you look at her," Jungkook said, arms folded.

"What... what thing?" Taehyung asked, frowning. Jungkook looked at him for a couple of seconds and then walked closer to him. Taehyung took a step away, but Jungkook grabbed his arms, pulling him in.

Jungkook pushed Taehyung onto the chair of one of the desks, pinned his wrists behind his back, and then straddled his waist, all steadily. Taehyung's eyes were wide. Jungkook looked at him closely.

Jungkook let Taehyung's hands go and brought his own to cup Taehyung's face. "Look at me."

"No."

"Look at me," Jungkook muttered again, and Taehyung finally did, and then his breath hitched. Jungkook was so close to him, their noses touching. His eyes were big, beautiful, round as always, doe eyes with a brown hue flickering in them. His hair fell onto his eyebrows, which were at ease. His lips were small, pretty, kissable. All of him was irresistible.

"That," Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung snapped out of his trance. "You don't look at her like that."

Taehyung looked away. "I-I can't help it."

"You like me, Taehyungie," Jungkook said gently, tracing his cheek. "Why can't we just be together?"

"You'll hurt me," Taehyung said.

"You keep saying that. No, I won't. Why're you scared of me? I won't hurt you, Taehyung. I know I'm reckless, I'm dumb, I'm horny. But I really like you. I've never liked anyone this much. Can't you see that?"

"Couldn't you say this to me yourself? Why did you have to pretend to be Moe?" Taehyung asked softly, and Jungkook closed his eyes, embarrassed. "I could tell the moment we stepped into this classroom. Moe doesn't walk like you. She doesn't talk like you. She doesn't pout and fold her arms and make her eyes all big and curious like you."

Jungkook blushed. He looked at him. "It's so much easier being someone else than being me. No one wants me." Jungkook said softly. "It's so much easier to transform into someone else in public places so I can disappear. Every time I walk past Jimin I-I transform into someone else because I'm scared. I don't-" Jungkook let his shoulders drop. "I don't l-like being myself." Jungkook finished, voice cracking.

Taehyung looked up at him. He shook his head, wrapping his arms around Jungkook's waist, laying his head against Jungkook's chest. "Don't say that. I want you to be yourself and- and not someone else. That's why I got mad when you pretended to be Moe."

"Tae." Jungkook breathed out.

"You don't deserve to be hated. You d-deserve to be cherished, to be loved, to be protected."

"By you," Jungkook squeaked. "Don't leave me, Tae. Please."

"Kook, I-I made my decision. You know I did. I told Moe that I chose her. That I can't be mindlessly running after you. I-I'm scared with you. I'll hurt myself because I'll fall too fast too hard. I'll be too in love with you to realize that you're hurting me. I-I don't want that to happen."

Jungkook tsked, getting off Taehyung's lap. "T-that's not fair to me."

"I'm sorry," Taehyung said, and Jungkook looked at him.

"I hope y-you're happy with her," Jungkook said faintly, and then turned around and walked out of the classroom, leaving Taehyung slumped inside.

Jungkook walked down the hallway, down the staircase, and then out- out the school building. He walked onto the campus grounds. The sun had set while they were in the classroom. Students were walking around, heading to their dorms, to spend time with their friends or happily alone.

Jungkook walked down the walkway but spotted Jimin, Jin, Hoseok, Namjoon, and Yoongi sitting around on the grass. Bottles of beers open around them, a blanket under them. They sat under a tree. Jimin's loud laugh was hard to Jungkook, along with Hoseok loudly making some joke. They looked so happy. Laughing, talking, drinking, relaxing. Together.

Jungkook walked past them, not wanting to bother. He knows they saw him. He's absolutely certain they saw him. But none of them said a word, so Jungkook kept walking.

But before he could go a step further, a loud scream of terror came from behind him. Jungkook widened his eyes and turned around.

"ANNOUNCEMENT STUDENTS! VILLAINS HAVE BROKEN THROUGH THE GATES OF THE FACILITY! EVERYONE, PLEASE STEP INSIDE INTO THE SAFE ROOMS-" Coach Neon's voice shouted from the speakers around the campus.

Jungkook's eyes were wide, body frozen in shock when he saw the man. He was tall, very tall, almost 8 feet tall. With ash grey skin and slick black hair, eyes dripping with blank. He wore a coat, and a wide, eerie smirk. He held a sharp, double-edged dagger in his hands.

A girl screamed upon seeing the villain, running in fear. The villain looked around. Jungkook took a step back, not knowing what to do. To get into the building, he'd have to go past the villain. Seeing him was the most fear Jungkook had felt. He could feel it crawling through his veins, his legs, his arms, like vines were wrapping around it. He couldn't move, body froze in fear.

"Where is the boy?" The man said slowly, his voice drawled, deep, husky. His eyes moved around, pitch black.

The five boys who were sitting on the grass on their blankets were watching the villain in pure fear, faces pale. They couldn't seem to move either. It's like the villain's presence itself sent everyone to shock.

Jungkook had a fear he knew which 'boy' the villain was talking about.

Taehyung burst out of the school building gates, eyes wide, Moe beside him. They both saw the villain. Moe looked scared, stepping away, but then Taehyung brought his hands out, starting a swirl of fire.

"Don't do anything!" Taehyung shouted. "Get away from here-!"

The villain laughed. "Oh, you-you child? Do you think you can stop me? That's rather sweet, isn't it?" The villain snickered, but then brought his hand out and made Taehyung freeze, eyes going wide, unable to do anything. The villain looked around. "You're not the one I'm here for anyway."

The villain finally landed his eyes on Jungkook. Jungkook stood there, eyes big.

The villain began walking towards him very, very slowly. "There you are," The villain drowsed, and Jungkook stepped away from him.

Taehyung had snapped out of his trance and persevered after the villain, bringing his hands out to start another fire.

Before he could do anything, the villain grabbed Jungkook by his shirt and wrapped his arm around his waist, dagger pressing against his neck. Jungkook cried out in fear, and the villain pressed his other hand against Jungkook's head.

"Shush." The villain whispered to Jungkook, who's eyes went grey. Taehyung's eyes widened upon seeing that.

Jungkook started screaming in pure fear, but Taehyung suddenly realized who the villain was. Mind control. He could control Jungkook's thoughts, feelings, actions. Jungkook started screaming and then began uncontrollably transforming from himself to a weak bunny, back to himself, back to the bunny.

Jungkook pulled at his hair, on the floor now. He screamed, his body agonizing in pain from transforming so quickly with no control over it. The villain laughed, controlling him. Jungkook's throat was hoarse from screaming.

"T-Taehy-hyung!" Jungkook cried for help, his eyes white with horror, throat dry, hands shaking. Jungkook reached his hand out but then collapsed on the floor in his normal form.

The mind controller lifted Jungkooks body off the ground with ease, holding him bridal style. "Finally. I have you." The villain said. Jungkook looked at him weakly.

Taehyung ran to him, throwing a raging ball of fire towards him. But it didn't even hit him, because before it could, the villain disappeared into thin air. And he took Jungkook with him.

Taehyung gasped out, stopping in the middle of his steps. His eyes widened. "N-no-" Taehyung cried. "No! He- he took Jungkook!"

Taehyung turned around and saw Jin, Namjoon, Yoongi, Hoseok, and Jimin. All looked scared, confused. "W-why did he take Jungkook?" Namjoon asked.

"It seemed like he wanted to take Jungkook," Jin said weakly.

Taehyung's eyes darkened. He was looking at the floor. "The man dropped something," Taehyung said, and then leaned down and picked up a handkerchief. The handkerchief had Vaults Fashion inscribed onto it.

"Vaults Fashion," Jimin let out. "That- that used to be a company! It-it shut down some years ago. They don't sell that stuff anymore. But there's an abandoned warehouse with all of their stuff in- in the outskirts of Seoul," Jimin said quickly.

"How do you know that?" Yoongi asked, and Jimin hesitated. "My... my father owned it." Jimin mumbled.

"Abandoned warehouse? Maybe that's where the villain went. I'm sure all these sudden attacks happening in Seoul is somehow linked to him. They said there was a group of bad guys, right? And they were led by a mind controller? It has to be this guy!" Namjoon said.

"Then let's go there," Taehyung said. The boys looked at him. "He must've taken Jungkook there. We can save him. We have to." Taehyung said, gripping the handkerchief in his hand.

"Tae, we-we can't just go after him! That's unsafe! There's going to be police and actual superheroes after him! Maybe even Miss Muscle, we can't just-" Hoseok began.

"Do you expect me to just sit here and wait?!" Taehyung shouted, a vein thickening in his neck, eyes darker than usual. "He just f-fucking took Jungkook in front of our eyes and we couldn't do anything about it! I'm not letting him get hurt or something worse. We have to help. I'm not staying here."

Taehyung looked at the boys. They all seemed apprehensive. Taehyung gruffed. "Don't come. But I'm still going to go, you can't stop me." Taehyung spat and then turned to begin walking.

"Hey, traitless!" A voice shouted, and Taehyung stopped to turn. Yoongi walked up to him. "I'm coming with you."

Taehyung nodded curtly. He then stopped and saw Namjoon and Jin rush up to them as well. Both looked a little nervous, but more adamant to help than anything. Hoseok and Jimin lingered behind.

"Don't tell the teachers," Yoongi said to Hoseok and Jimin. Hoseok looked at them and then cursed aloud.

"We can't just stay here," Hoseok mumbled. Jimin looked down. "Jimin, you know where the warehouse is, right? You'll know how to break in and navigate in. You have to help."

Jimin looked hesitant, but then Taehyung scoffed. "Get your head out of your ass for a fucking second, Park! Jungkook could fucking die!"

"O-okay okay!" Jimin said. "I'll help!" Jimin mumbled, and he and Hoseok joined the other four boys. All of them looked nervous.

But they had no choice. They couldn't just sit around and wait for things to solve itself. No. Maybe they were too young, but right now, they had to be superheroes. To save Jungkook.