In Seoul, South Korea, the rude and occasionally brash billionaires, BTS, encounter a remarkable young boy named Jungkook, who ends up becoming their bodyguard. Unbeknownst to them, Jungkook possesses unique gifts and abilities that set him apart fr...
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Jungkook remained in his room, his eyes were fixed on a point in space, as if he were staring into the void. His gaze was distant, lost in his own thoughts. His brows were furrowed in deep concentration, and his lips were tightly pursed together.
They knew Jungkook was in a bad mood, but they didn't know why Yoongi was either. Jimin and he had fought earlier, but Jungkook had managed to break up the fight before it got out of hand. His nosebleed had stopped, and he was sure that his nose wasn't broken.
Yoongi let out a deep sigh as he sank into the plush cushions of the couch. The sound of his own breathing filled his ears as he closed his eyes, the soft hum of conversation from the other members of the group in the background. "Jesus Christ, I'm tired." Yoongi commented. The comment seemed to hit a nerve with the others, as they turned to glare at him, but Yoongi paid no mind.
But just as he was about to drift off, a sharp slap on the back of his head snapped him back to reality. Yoongi's eyes flew open, and he glared up at Hoseok, who was standing above him with a smug grin on his face.
"What the hell, man?" Yoongi growled, rubbing the spot where Hoseok had hit him. His muscles tensed up again, his body stiffening with anger.
"What the fuck is your problem?!" Hoseok shouted again, his eyes blazing with fury. Yoongi felt a spark of irritation flare up inside of him, but he took a deep breath and tried to remain calm.
"I don't have a problem," Yoongi said, his voice low and even. "But I don't appreciate being yelled at or hit for no good reason."
Hoseok seemed to back down a bit at Yoongi's calm response, but the tension in the room was still thick. Yoongi ignored Hoseok, closing his eyes once again in an attempt to relax. But before he could settle back into his thoughts, he felt a strong grip on his arm.
He was yanked to his feet by a furious Jin, his eyes flashing with anger. "You can't just ignore people like that," Jin said, his voice rising with every word.
"Let me sleep!" Yoongi finally shouted back, his voice laced with frustration. He didn't want to be bothered anymore. He just wanted to be left alone.
But Jin was having none of it. He stood there, his hands on his hips, his expression stern. "No!" he yelled back, his voice sharp. "Because of your rude-ass attitude towards me and your narcissistic sleeping problem, you will go up there and talk to him!"
Yoongi rolled his eyes. He knew that Jin was just trying to get a rise out of him, but he couldn't help feeling annoyed. "He wants to be alone, and so do I!" Yoongi seethed back, his eyes glaring daggers at Jin.
But Jin wasn't backing down. He crossed his arms over his chest, his expression hard. "I don't care," he said firmly. "You need to talk to him, and you need to do it now."
