《Protected by BTS》Chapter 52: Good Luck, Hyungs
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It's been a few days since the attack. You were still at the office and haven't gone gone. You absolutely looked like a wreck and probably smelled from the lack of shower. After today, all the boys had woken up and were planning on going home.
Somehow, you hadn't slept at all. Whenever you weren't tending to one of the boys, you had been making plans to enhance their security. With your knowledge and expertise in technology you could come up with a better security system for them.
Right now, you were helping Taehyung into the car. He hunched over you and grunted with each step. Considering his injuries, you were surprised he was capable of walking with you. "Jagi, you look terrible," He huffed out and laughed at your disheveled figure. your hair was most definitely a knot of a mess and the dress was dirty and the top half was ripped when that bodyguard wouldn't let you in. You would be embarrassed by the amount of cleavage you're showing, but you were sure these boys wouldn't care, seeing as you were just their dongsaeng. They practically all saw you as a little sister. With the exception of one.
"You don't look too hot yourself, you jerk." You stifled a laugh as you helped him sit in the seat of the car. Namjoon and Jungkook also needed assistance but the other members were healthy enough to help. You guys had two cars and Seokjin threw the keys at you. "Let's go home. We all need a damn shower, you guys stink!"
That earned a few nasty remarks from the members and Yoongi even flipped him off. As soon as Jungkook saw the keys in your hands, his eyes went wide. "Good luck, hyungs." He said before finally getting into the other car. Jungkook knew firsthand that your driving was terrible.
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The boys didn't quite catch what he said and neither did you. Luckily, you had the healthier members in your car so they would survive.
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"Holy shit, do you even have a license?" Hoseok jumped out of the car and fell on the floor.
"Yah, I hate the police, but I should hand you over to them right now for that reckless driving." Yoongi helped his head as he tried to walk to the elevator from the private parking garage beneath the penthouse. Jimin just groaned as he stabilized himself against the thankfully parked car.
Jungkook laughed as he hobbled to the elevator. You ran to Namjoon's side to let him lean on you as you guys walked and Seokjin held Taehyung up. The other three boys, disorientated from your driving, were dazed and tried to make their way to the elevator as well.
"What happened to you guys?" Namjoon asked in confusion. "Don't ask," Jimin scowled at you but you only smiled as the elevator closed and you guys rode it to the penthouse.
At the house, you helped Namjoon in his room where he wanted to sit on his desk and get some work done. "Shouldn't you rest a bit more?" You worried for him and he shook his head. "I've rested long enough. A lot of work needs to be done: I have to catch up on the work I missed, figure out what happened that night, get some men to double security on our other storehouses, make a list of things stolen," he groaned in frustration, "Just a lot."
"I understand. But please take it easy, oppa." you pouted, "I hacked into CCTV cameras and couldn't find any evidence. They used stolen vehicles so I can't trace who it was. But I have some plans to incorporate some new additions to your security. Actually, I want to remodel your whole security. I already have a list of things I'll need." You handed him a list of scribbled words you had been holding on to.
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Namjoon took it and smiled, "Wah, I can always count on you kid. I'll be sure to Yoongi get them as soon as possible. Now, I think it's time you rest. You look absolutely terrible." He laughed but took great notice of your fatigue and eye bags. At the mention of rest, you yawned and knew you could finally rest, seeing as all the boys were home now.
You nodded. "Alright. I'll be leaving first then." You waved and closed Namjoon's door behind you. You really hadn't slept and eaten much, you wanted nothing more than to just pass out. The couch in the loft, outside of all the boys' rooms, looked soft. You were too tired to make it to your room since your new room was located on the other end of the penthouse.
Knowing that all the boys would be fine triggered your exhaustion since you weren't worried about them anymore.
You practically bounced after you fell on the couch and reveled in its soft cushions. You cuddled the pillow on the couch and in seconds you were fast asleep.
Hoseok was eating the random side dishes in the kitchen with Jungkook until they devoured all they had in the refrigerator. "Let's order food later. But right now I want to feel my bed, I miss it." Jungkook said and took slow steps up the stairs. Hoseok followed after, yawning wide in exhaustion still.
"Oh," Jungkook stopped in his tracks as he noticed your passed out body on the couch.
"Aish," Hoseok tilted his head, "poor thing. She hadn't slept at all while we were at Dr. Choi's. Misun-ah must have been so tired. She's still in that dress." He walked over to you.
"What are you doing, hyung?"
Hoseok lifted your body, "We can't just leave her here. I'll bring her to her room and get her out of this dress, it's filthy."
"No!" Jungkook blurted out without thinking, not wanting any of the other guys to touch you. Hoseok gave Jungkook a weird look. "I-I mean, well you shouldn't look at her. Look at her, her chest is basically popping out of that dress." Jungkook remarked.
Kyoung Misun?! Hoseok had a little argument in his head. That's Joon's little sister and I definitely do not see her as woman. She's practically my own little sister. Why would Jungkook ... Hoseok all of a sudden had a weird feeling about his dongsaeng. Could Kook have feelings for Misun?
Hoseok smirked at the idea but wouldn't tease him too hard, not having enough evidence to go on yet. He sighed, "I'll try my best not to look at her." Hoseok hid a laugh, "And if anything, she's just a little sister to me, calm down." He walked away with you still in his arms and Jungkook visibly relaxed.
Jungkook wouldn't want to get jealous over one of his hyungs, but you just made him feel things that he hadn't before. Trying to brush it off, Jungkook went to his room.
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