"That guy you sent me is that leader guy right?"

Yo-un rolled his eyes as he shifted his phone from one ear to the other.

"I sent you a lot of guys, dimwit."

"Okay, well, fucker, the guy with the title 'Urgent!! Main Leader!!' under his picture."

"Yes, sweetheart. That's why I sent it like that. Anyway, what's your point? Did you see him?"

"Yeah! I just saw him get out of his car and walk into the store. What should I do?"

Yo-un bit his lip in excitement.

"Do you have that small black thing I gave you?"

"Yeah?"

"Go out and put that on the bottom of his car. Rip off that sticky shit and just slam it on the bottom. Make sure no one sees you, otherwise you'll be killed."

It's silent on the other line.

"Is that a figure of speech?"

"No."

The man on the other line squeaked.

"Be careful."

And then Yo-un hung up.

—

Jungkook stood against his car as he looked around at all the kids running to their parents' cars or to their buses. His eyes scanned for the full head of curly hair that mirrored his mother's and the head of pale hair that resembled snow.

Once he finally saw them, they were walking and talking. Jungkook whistled to get their attention.

They looked at him and Prince came running over with a huge smile. Yuta followed quickly behind. Prince slammed his body into Jungkook's and hugged around his middle tightly.

Jungkook rubbed his hair with a grin.

"I didn't think you'd show up," Prince mumbled into Jungkook's shirt.

"Yeah, well, your dad's been getting on my ass about not picking you up. Besides, I missed you."

Prince looked up and grinned at his father.

"Did you miss me too?" Yuta close-lipped smiled while poking his cheek.

"Yeah, sure, let's say that," Jungkook gently grabbed the back of Yuta's head and brought him closer to hug him too.

They got in the car and Jungkook shut the door after them. As he reached for the door his phone buzzed in his pocket. He paused and reached into his pocket to pull out his phone and check it.

As he stared at the notification a small, yet menacing grin took over his face.

A notification from the tracker showing him exactly where that bastard leader was.

Oh, how perfect this would be.

—

"Are you sure he isn't a murderer?" Yuta mumbled as he shoved another strawberry in his mouth.

"For the last time. My dad's a CEO not a super villain," Prince sighed as he corrected his homework with Yuta's notes.

"But did you see that grin he made outside the car?"

Prince side eyed him and Yuta let it go as they continued doing their work.

But downstairs in his office was Jungkook, wearing that same grin but even wider. His eyes followed the blinking green dot before it stopped in Black Diamond.

The outskirts away from other houses and buildings.

Jungkook picked up his phone with a smirk and dialed Namjoon's business line with his work phone. He dropped a pin on the map over the green dot.

"Hello?"

"Get everyone ready. I know where this fucker is."

—

Jungkook chewed on a toothpick as he stared at the building his phone was telling him the tracker was.

Namjoon and Jennie stood on his left and right respectively.

"This is the place?" Jennie mumbled with her arms crossed, hair pulled up into a bun, and sunglasses over her eyes.

Jungkook turned to her and looked over his own sunglasses.

"Unless he's smart enough to know there's a tracker, took it off, and then threw it near this building, I'm going to say yes."

Jennie scowled.

"No need to get bitchy."

Jungkook smirked at her around his toothpick before calling Yo-un.

"You on your way or what?" he sighed once Yo-un picked up.

"Yeah yeah, I got all your wires and shit too."

"Awesome," Jungkook grumbled sarcastically.

"Hurry, we're gonna make our way since," Jungkook smirked again as he watched the many cars pull out of the parking area of the building.

"We won't have any friends to meet with."

Soon Yo-un arrived and everyone grabbed a few mics, cameras, and trackers. They threw on their hats, their masks, their sunglasses, and their hoods.

Yoongi picked the lock to the back door and they marched in.

"Sweep," Jungkook nodded toward everyone.

They all went around. Upstairs, downstairs, bathrooms, kitchens. They checked everything. Nothing would get in their way, luckily.

They had a few shotguns but mainly revolvers, pistols, and daggers.

They placed mics and cameras in small, dark, and hidden places. Jungkook walked around the building, memorizing the layout.

"King! We're done!"

Jungkook turned around toward the stairs and nodded at Jennie who stood at the bottom of the stairs. He turned back around and jogged downstairs.

They walked outside, locked the door, and got to their cars. Once Jungkook got into the passenger side of the black van, he took off his mask and a smirk was back on his face.

"I know you're technically a serial killer, as are most of us, but something about you smirking so much is unnerving," Namjoon mumbled as he sped off.

"Ah, it's just an amazing feeling when things go your way."

Namjoon nodded with a small laugh.

"Yeah, well, I guess you're right."

—

"Has he told you anything? Anything at all?" Jimin whispered to Seokjin as he stared at the two babies sitting in Yuta and Prince's laps.

"My husband knows way less than yours. Why would I know something you didn't?"

"I don't know! I thought just maybe you'd be able to swindle Namjoon more than I can Jungkook," Jimin sighed.

"You managed to convince him to have another baby even though he feared for your life."

"He always wanted a lot of kids," Jimin mumbled.

"Not at the cost of your life."

"Okay! It's over. Serein is here and we're both alive and healthy. Anyway, he usually tells me at least something minimal about what he's doing."

Jimin sighed for a moment before turning to Seokjin.

"Do you think I could convince my dad to tell me?"

"If you couldn't convince your whipped husband, what makes you think you can convince your strict father?"

"Because he's whipped for his omegas too. My father, Liz, and I."

Seokjin shook his head with a laugh.

"What a loser."

"Hey," Jimin pouted, "that's my daddy you're talking about."

Seokjin snickered as Jimin called up Leo.

"Hi, daddy," Jimin cooed.

"I'm not telling you the plan," Leo mumbled in a monotone.

"What!? I didn't even say anything!"

"You called me 'daddy'. You only do that when you want something."

Jimin pouted and then groaned.

"Come on! Tell me something! Like maybe what you did today? I know you did something today.

Leo chuckled on the other line.

"You still need to recover after having a baby and a heart attack on the same day."

"Oh, dad, that was weeks ago."

"Jeon Jimin."

"Fine!"

"If you were healthy, you know we'd tell you. But we can't afford to put any more stress on you. Take care of the kids and yourself, we got this."

Jimin sighed as he looked up at his kids. Serein was cradled in Prince's arm just staring up at him.

"Alright…"

"I love you," Leo cooed.

Jimin rolled his eyes with a small smile.

"I love you too."

And then they hung up.

"So?"

"Nothing," Jimin shook his head.

"Well, that's the final nail in the coffin. You've been demoted from 'His Royal Highness' to taking care of babies. You've been made into a house husband."

Jimin scowled.

"He won't even let me work at the club anymore."

Seokjin sighed.

"Me either."

"Our husbands suck," Jimin mumbled.

Seokjin and Jimin laughed as they continued their pointless banter.

—

Jungkook clicked through every camera as he watched the people in the building walking around and holding conversations.

"So, what's our plan now?"

"Well, Quiet Meadows' leader and King are absolute idiots. They're of no concern."

"Yeah!" a nasally voice laughed. "The boss managed to kill both for their parents."

Jungkook's fists clenched and his arms bulged.

"But R… R might be a problem. He has defeated us plenty of times before," the leader sighed.

"Defeated? Fuck do they think they are? Super villains?" Jungkook grumbled as he continued to listen.

"Yes. Then? Should we get rid of him first? Leave the others weak."

"No. He's smarter than that. He'll know what we're up to. He's always prepared for anything."

The leader looked around before leaning forward and whispering.

"We'll have to trap him."

"With what?"

"His own. His son."

A girl off to the side scoffed.

"His son? You don't even know who his son is. No one's seen him. All we know is he's codenamed Cherry and R's son. That's it."

The leader clicked his tongue.

"No one's ever seen him once?"

"The only person I know of that saw his face was Madam Fairy."

"Let's find her and—"

"They killed her."

Everyone went silent as they thought for a few seconds more.

"Well, what do we do?" Another man sighed as he rubbed his throat.

"I don't know…" the leader mumbled.

Jungkook leaned back in his seat.

"Well, we know. Don't worry, Eras, we know."