Yoongi
She was on our team. Check.
Asshole was coming. Check.
Dispatch was coming. Check.
We're all set.
Should I be scared? I'm not.
Angry? No. Scared? No. Outraged? ...yes.
No one, for any reason, deserves to be treated the was Ji was. He's about to get what he deserves.
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Jeoneo
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I had seriously considered keying their car for almost a full minute before I realized I didn't have my keys.
That son of a bitch Hoseok had taken them.
Well then, there's another charge on them. Sweet.
They would never see this coming.
Ji would never give me up. I loved her, she knew that. I did this for her own good. To protect her from other people. If she didn't learn the easy way, she'd learn the hard way. Simple.
I walked up the stairs calmly. Dispatch was almost here, I could hear the sirens already. Ah, sweetness.
The door was open. Just a crack, not enough to see inside. I could hear their voices.
My body tensed. How dare they come in to my apartment, talk to my Ji? This was outrageous.
I kicked open the door.
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