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"oh come on hobi! its not even that serious!" the deep voice had whined just in time for the door to open.
"whats not serious?" namjoon asked, curious about the whole scene in front of him.
"taehyung chased a cat." hoseok pointed at taehyungs face, 3 little scratch marks apparent on the left side of his cheek. hoseok was aiding the kid, pressing an pad with a bit of alcohol making taehyung hiss, hoseok happily placed a bandage, snickering at taehyung who rolled his eyes.
"im guessing the cat won." namjoon sighed. jimin snickering, jin and yoongi coming in and a fragile body waddling behind them catching hoseok and taehyung's attention
taehyung gleefully got up, scaring hoseok half to death
maneuvering his way to squish the rosy cheeks of the doe eyed boy.
"hello! im taehyung!" the boxy smile made jungkook stare at it, spacing out
yoongi was seen smacking the hands of the poor boy away from jungkook
"dont touch him with your filthy hands. go wash them you could have rabies. not that i care." yoongi rolled his eyes walking away from everyone into the hall turning towards his room.
everyone watched him disappear but shrugged.
jungkook looked around, his eyes skimming to see the normal house that looked like every other.
then his eyes refocused on taehyung, the little hello kitty prints on the bandage making jungkook let out a small snicker.
hoseok came behind, his eyes scattering all around jungkook's figure.
"are you hungry? im hoseok."
jungkooks cheeks went pink, when he looked up at the brightest smile hed ever seen.
one that held purity and mischievousness
...purity
something hoseok also seen when he stared back at jungkook. the brown doe eyes that shone under bright ceiling lights. the way jungkook subtly played with his hands indicating how shy the kid was.
"jimin, get him some food. were going to be in the living room, join discussion later." namjoon signaled the nodding boy.
"how about yoongi-hyung?" taehyung asked, his eyes glowing water as an effect to show how ethereal he was. even after the harsh comment from yoongi
"out of all of us. he knows it all besides me. let him have his sleep, its enough we had to wake him up to blow the damn store in the first place." namjoon responded signaling everyone to sit down on the soft black couches. a small glass table placed in the middle and a television screen across on the wall.
"so im assuming you have a lot of questions?" namjoon pursed his lips, his body leaning back to rest against the cushions.
jungkook nodded slowly, slightly feeling intimidated when 4 eyes stared back at him with intensity
"those people you live with.... theyre not your real parents. lets start with that." namjoon explained.
"what!" jungkook stood up. the members eyes widened suddenly at the outburst.
"oh man, hes reacting badly at this part. its not even the whole story." jin smacked joon's arm lightly chuckling. he stopped, clearing his throat, when no one else laughed.
jimin came by with a hot pocket, settling it down for jungkook to eat. jungkook obliged, settling himself back on the couch.
surprisingly, jimin took a seat next to jungkook on the small sofa making his members roll their eyes.
"look. all we want you to know is that bad people. really bad people are involved with a situation that youre in."
"what the hickity heck are you talking about? im a highschool student who spends a majority of his time working at a korean department store, oh wait, may i remind myself that its not there anymore due to an occurring accident of a bomb. i dont know what situation youre referring to. just let me go and ill run away or something. that yoongi guy said i was dead right?." jungkook was still chewing his food as he talked.
"you dont understand." joon said sternly
"those people who are against us. they watch our every move. the fact that you dying would be safe for all of us. but not for long. so please...."
"we cant just take you out of a situation youre born into. when i said those people who raised you arent your real parents. im stating that as a fact. youre not ready to know. so please abide our rules and stay by our side until youre actually ready to know."
"im ready to know now!" the stubborn boy pouted.
"jungkook!" namjoon yelled making the smol boy curl up slightly holding his hot pocket.
namjoon let out a small sigh before softening his expression.
"our job is what were focusing on. and its the only job we live by. what were created to do. so please. you will listen to us because thats the only thing you ever have to do to stay safe."
jungkook paused, his eyes staring deeply at namjoons. for the first time, jungkook felt like he had to oblige and listen to him, no matter how unsafe the situation felt for him. the look in all of their eyes had gave jungkook a feeling of genuineness
so he let out a grave sigh pursing his lips before asking.
"what is your job exactly?"
namjoon looked at him with a pleasing smile as he looked at everyone before returning his eyes back to the curious boy.
