hoseok got a knock on the door.
he walked up to the door, twisting the doorknob to see who it was.
"you." was the first thing hoseok said.
he grabbed the male's collar, pulling him into the house and slamming him down on the wall.
"what is your fucking plan—"
"i-i'm here for namjoon!"
yoongi appeared in the background, knitting his brows.
"hoseok. let him go."
"he's the chairman's assistant." hoseok looked back at his hyung. "he's going to play tricks on us!"
"hoseok, why would the chairman's assistant visit us? what is he going to do, kill us?"
hoseok knitted his brows, looking at the assistant.
then he let go.
"fine." he mumbled. "what do you want?"
"my boss doesn't know i'm here." seokjin spoke, fixing his suit real quick. "i'm here for namjoon."
yoongi curled his brows, walking up to the two.
"are you yoongi?" seokjin looked at him.
yoongi nodded.
"i need your phone number."
"what—"
"namjoon feels bad about forgetting it. be begged me to come over here. his e.s. can't come over to this place. he needs your number or else he'll fall."
"fall?" hoseok knitted his brows.
"fall."
yoongi curled his brows.
