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- Lee Minseo's POV -

"Minseo?" Yoongi's voice echoed through the house. I leaned my head over the balcony, staring down at the man with a smile on my face.
"Yeah?" I asked, and I noticed a small smirk appear on his lips.
"Do you wanna do something?" He gave me a questioning look, and I returned the question with a broad smile, making my way down the stairs to stand next to him.

"What do you have in mind?"
"A picnic, outside." My smile suddenly dropped.
"Outside?" I mumbled. "But what about-"
"They already know," he sighed. "The satellite videos were leaked, so there's no point in hiding anymore." The happy mood had now disappeared, as the sudden realisation of what event was looming filled our thoughts.

"Besides," he changed the subject. "I don't want to spend my last few days hiding away without having any fun." He grinned at me, causing me to grin back just as happily. There was a part of me that still felt sorry for him, but just for today I decided to push that to one side.

When we made our way outside I'd discovered that the picnic mat was already set up near the lake, at the end of the huge garden. There was mounds of food, ranging from sandwiches to sweets to strawberries and everything else under the sun.
"Wow," I exclaimed. "This is amazing..."
"I'm glad you liked it." He smiled to himself, and we proceeded to sit down on the large blanket.

We chattered away like old ladies, forgetting about all our worries and hassles that were surrounding us and just focused on each other, and how this may be the last time we get to enjoy each other's company.

"So..." I mumbled. "Since you already know a lot about me, why don't you tell me a bit about yourself?" He tensed slightly, but I kept going. "Like where do you work? Because firstly it was a mattress company, and then I remember you saying that you're an..."
"Army General." He replied, and I nodded.

"I'm the next successor to your father, actually." He told me. Wait, what? "He was the General before I was, but was unfavored by a lot of people..."
"What? My dad? He never told me..." I mumbled. "I mean, when I was little he said that he had a 'very special job' that was with the government and he'd always pull that joke that goes 'if I told you, I'd have to kill you' and then we'd run around the garden shooting finger guns at each other and whatnot." Yoongi chuckled at my story, but then continued to tell his own.

"So yeah. There was a guy who worked underneath him for a long time, but your father fired him for... some reason... and that's why nobody favoured him. In the end he was voted out of the General seat, and I was thrusted up there by my subordinates." I nodded in understanding, but then thought of something.

"But you're so young." I sighed. "How did you become a General when you're only 24?"
"That man who your dad fired..." he began. "He was - and still is - very powerful, so he was the one who helped me get there."
"I see..." I mumbled, allowing silence to engulf us. Until...

"I know this is probably really personal and all, but it's been bugging me for a really long time, and I feel as if I have a right to know..." I trailed off, glancing at Yoongi for a second then swiftly looking back at the blanket.
"What is it?" Yoongi asked me, still on edge a little.

"Why did you kidnap me?" I looked him in the eye, only to be faced with a shocked look from him. It was silent once again, as Yoongi looked as if he were contemplating it, but then sighed.
"You may as well find out now," he mumbled. "But you must promise to listen to the whole story, all the way to the end."