"𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭"
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Jeon Jungkook, the son of one of the richest men in the continent has fallen off the face of the earth.
And the only lead the Bangtan Boys- or known by their more popular moniker- The BB Clan-has...
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The stunning Mclaren Senna was parked beneath a deserted parking lot of an empty skyscraper at the west side of town. Yoongi said that he kept the car here since two other people had keys to it. One was Taehyung, who was the only person he genuinely trusted with his car and the other was the no-face Minseok you'd heard so much about.
The second you saw the car it was as if your soul left your body. A small fact about you that constantly went unknown was that you had been a car-junkie for so long. And this— monochromatic black and white Senna with legitimate see-through suicide doors and orange front splitters and solid gold painted wheels. Was the literal epitome of car beauty.
"This is literally the most beautiful thing I've seen before in my life." You gasped, softly tracing your hands over the hood of the car. You then turned towards the man who made this wonderful moment happen with a grin across your face. "Keys please."
Yoongi smiled, having heard you raving about the Mclaren Senna all the way here. He had an inkling that you loved the car. That didn't mean that he was ready to trust it to you. You, however did not care what weird attachment men have with their cars—this was your moment. Jungkook was the same with that red Lamborghini of his, he barely let you breath within three feet of the keys.
Yoongi however, had made you a promise and he had to keep his word. So very reluctantly he extended his hand out— as slow as humanly possible— and hovered the keys over your patiently waiting hand. He was moving at a snail's pace and you had to roll your eyes, reaching up to grab it only for him to pull his hand away at the speed of light.
"Yoongi" you deadpanned.
He sighed loudly, "okay fine, but please be careful, that's my baby" he returned his hand back to hover over yours.
"I'll treat it like my own child." You sarcastically reassured, reaching to take the keys yet again only for him to snatch his hand away yet again. "Yoongi" you scolded and he groaned.
"You don't understand, Charmaine—she's new I just bought her and she costs a pretty penny."
"Charmaine?" You quirked a brow and he nodded.
"Yeah," he shrugged, "what names do you give your cars?"
"I ride the bus."
The ash haired man chuckled, turning to face you and take your hand in his before placing the keys in your down but not taking his hands off. "She's my love, I would rather die than get a single scratch on her—"
