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CHAPTER SEVEN:
CATASTROPHE
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UPDATE PROFILES?

   ➢ yes
➤ no

「 suspect no.004 」
Vante

Real Name: Kim Taehyung
Age: 18
Origin: Daraga, Albay (The Philippines)

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「 suspect no.005 」
Min

Real Name: Park Jimin
Age: 18
Origin: currently unknown

PROFILES HAVE BEEN
UPDATED SUCCESSFULLY.

DECEMBER 3RD
11:56 PM

"This is bad, Tae." The older looked back at the brunette with seriousness written all over his face. "This is really bad."

"It is." Vante looked down at the document, that was laying on the table in front of them with his eyebrows furrowed and bit his lip in a nervous manner. "Do we... Do we tell him?"

Joon shook his head, folding the paper back together. "No, if we do, it could fuck everything up. We can do nothing but wait."

"That idea is fucking horrible."

"Got any better ones?" The man stopped collecting the papers from the table and looked up at Vante with his eyebrows raised.

"Not really, no." The brunette sighed and crossed his arms, leaning against the frame of the door.

"Thought so."

Vante sighed and moved away from the wooden frame, turning the room to push down the door knob. "I'm going to call Hoseok and tell him to come here. Yoongi said that they received another request."

The other male nodded. "Go do that. Meanwhile I'm gonna go talk to Gukkie a bit. I wanna know how he's doing and such."

"Okay, see you later."

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"Y-yeah?" The knock on the door had made the boy snap back into reality. He turned his chair around to face the door, his mouth escaping a relieved sigh as he spotted the man sticking his head into his room. "Jesus, you startled me."

"Sorry." Joon smiled slightly as he pushed the door fully open and stepped into the room. "Just wanted to make sure you're okay."

"That's..." The brunette furrowed his eyebrows, giving the taller a confused look. "Nice, I guess."

"How's your project going?" The older simply ignored the stares that the boy gave him and leaned over his shoulder, so that he had the computer monitor in his view.

"It's going great, actually!" The younger's eyes lit up in an instant, growing wide in excitement. "If everything works out as planned, we should have a 'bulletproof' security system in no time! - well, not really 'bulletproof', but - in theory. If you know what I mean?"

Joon just chuckled and patted him on the head, which the other responded to with closing his eyes and smiling proudly. "You seem excited about it."

"I am! After all, this is my biggest project yet."

"I know, Gukkie, I know." The older moved away from the seat and straightened his posture again. "We got a visitor."

"Huh?" The brunette looked up at him with big eyes. "A visitor?"

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"We spent the following year together, none of us ever leaving the other's side. Tae told me what he had been doing all that time, in which he had been living on the street – everything including where and how he spent his nights and how he was able to get money. Money laundry was something that really helped us out at that time." Min paused and looked down at his hands for a quick moment.

"The other big thing we did was smuggling.

We started to travel to America and back to Britain over and over again to deliver products from one place to the other. Wasn't the most noble thing to do, but definitely the most profitable. Definitely gave us a lot of extra cash.

We continued to use the same exact method that Tae had used before meeting me, meaning we had a warm and safe place to stay at almost every night. Some nights were still rough, because sometimes we just weren't able to find a flat or anything, and other times we had almost been caught by the police. I tell you, I never want to go back to the days in winter, where we spent hours and hours running away from the cops."

He stopped his rant to let out a soft laugh.

"Oh, yeah – and somewhere in between that mess Tae also asked me out."

Seokjin found himself chuckling at that statement. The reason for that was that he had been wishing for something like that for ages now – not for the whole "living on the street part", but for the part that told him about a seemingly happy relationship that two people had – something, that he had only ever dreamt of. And – of course he envied them a bit. But the two were just so sympathetic, he just could do nothing but feel happy for them. "You two are really cute together."

"Thank you." It surprised Seokjin a bit, how generous the boy's response sounded and it made him feel a bit warmer on the inside, knowing that he just made someone smile by just telling them that their relationship was cute.

But the sudden knock on the door made both of them jump a bit.

"'M sorry. Didn't wanna knock that loudly." A brown mop of hair appeared in the gap of the door.

"Jesus.", Min let out a sigh of relieve. "Jeonggukkie, you startled me."

The boy frowned and slipped through the crack shyly. "Sorry..."

「 suspect no.006 」
Guk

Real Name: currently unknown
Age: 16
Origin: currently unknown

Min just laughed.

"Don't worry, don't worry. Why are you even here anyways?"

"well..." The door was fully pushed open now, revealing Joon, who had been standing next to the boy. "I wanted to introduce him to Jinnie." A smirk made its way onto the man's face. "Since he'll probably be staying longer, right?"

"Uh..." The confusion on Seokjin's face was more than just "visible". "I guess." He saw a glint appear in Joon's eyes, which he wasn't quite able to place anywhere, so he just decided to shake it off.

Joon fully stepped into the room now and closed the door behind him. "So, meet Guk. He's in charge of everything technical here."

The brunette smiled shyly and bowed. "H-hi. You must be Seokjin then." As the latter nodded and smiled back at him brightly, the boy's posture became a bit more relaxed and his smile more confident. "Nice to meet you."

Their "conversation" - if you could call it that already - ended abruptly, as the door was pushed open suddenly and everyone flinched, especially Joon, who had been standing behind it the whole time. The edge of the door got pushed into his back forcefully and he yelped, "jump-stepping" to the side quickly, to create space for a seemingly upset Vante.

"The fucking hell are you-" The blonde didn't even get to finish his sentence, as the other wagged his arms around almost hysterically.

"Joon-", the younger breathed heavily.

The man just rolled his eyes, rubbing his back. "Christ, Tae. Calm down, my back doesn't hurt that badly."

"No no no, you don't understand." Vante tried to catch his breath unsuccessfully, taking big gulps of air. "Hoseok and Yoongi... They are here..."

Jimin raised an eyebrow at his boyfriend. "But that's a good thing, right?"

"They... Were here too."

Joon's eyes went wide at the words. "Wait- you're joking, right?"

Vante shook his head and placed his hands on his own thighs in order to steady himself. "Am not."

"Fuck- How did they find us?! No wait- Did anything happen?!"

"Hoseok... He... Got shot."

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"Hoseok, fucking hell- Are you alright?!" Joon hurried towards the man, that had his back turned at the group.

"No?" The man turned around, so that his back was no longer facing them.

「 suspect no.007 」
Jay

Real Name: Jung Hoseok
Age: 21
Origin: Las Vegas, Nevada (United States)

"This bitch just fucking shot me!" He nodded in the direction of the floor, where a silhouette could be made out. "So, I fucking shot back at this bastard."

"Jesus- What happened to 'I don't kill people'?!" Min hurried towards the person and raised their arm, trying to feel if there was any heartbeat prominent. He frowned and let it drop back to the floor. "Dead as a doornail."

"It was self-defence!" The man raised his hands, sounding a bit outraged at the younger's comment.

"Hoseok- Was it just him or were there more?" Joon barged into their conversation, carrying a worried expression on his face.

"Don't think so. Didn't see any."

The blonde sighed, relieved. "Guk, you'll still check, okay?" The brunette boy nodded in response and made his way back into the building.

The man, who was apparently called Hoseok, winced as he held on to his arm. "Anyone here willing to help me? Feels like my arm's on fire."

Min rolled his eyes at the comment. "Come on, don't act like this is the first time you got shot."

"Touché."

"Where's Yoongi?" Vante stated and all heads turned towards him suddenly.

"I'm here." A small voice spoke from behind them. Everyone darted their eyes into the direction, where a small boy slowly made his way out of the dark.

「 suspect no.008 」
Gloss

Real Name: currently unknown
Age: 19
Origin: currently unknown

"Hobi told me to hide."

"Hobi?", the red-head huffed, but the smaller just ignored his - more or less - "question".

"Just call him Jay or Hoseok.", Vante whispered into Seokjin's ear and the latter nodded.

"Come on, I'll take care of the wound, okay?" Min grabbed his arm and the red-head cursed, hissing at the pain that was burning through his arm.

"Ow! Be careful!" But the other just jerked Hoseok with him, ignoring his protests, and rolled his eyes.

"Don't be a baby, Hoseok."

"Yoongi, help! I'm being mistreated!" But Min just pulled him into the building and left Vante, Joon and the boy with a very confused Seokjin.

What just happened?

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A/N: I'm not sure when I'll be able to post the next chapter because of my finals and because it's really hard to write, but for now enjoy this.