tossed the pizza box into the trash can. a smirk painted his face as he noticed the others frowns. they poked and prodded at the food namjoon cooked. yoongi chuckled at their misery.

"nice food you got there."

yoongi pointed at the rock hard pancakes. he looked namjoon up and down in disgust. how could someone turn a tan colored pancake to a dark ash color?

"i hate you." jungkook seethed, "please tell me you have some leftovers"

yoongi bobbed his head to the side, "nope."

"you ate a whole fucking box of pizza by yourself?"

yoongi shrugged. it was only a box. he could have eaten another if he wanted to.

namjoon rose from his seat. he slid his plate away from him. he had not touched his meal. his appetite vanished as soon as he sampled a piece.

he looked around the table, "meet me in the living room once you guys are done eating."

"we do not waste food in this household, namjoon." yoongi raised his eyebrows.

namjoon sat back in his seat with a resounding sigh. he poked the plate, stuffing the burnt pancakes into his mouth.

"that is definitely not food."

yoongi stared at the food, "it can't be that bad."

yoongi ate a piece of the burnt pancake. loud coughs emerged from him.

"never mind. it's absolute shit."

namjoon's plate was empty. he ate the whole meal, despite its taste.

"you guys better be in the living room in five minutes."

the rest of the boys gobbled down their meals in no time at all. they didn't want to anger namjoon, and they were ready to get their brother back.

they threw their plates into the sink, scrambling towards the living room to meet namjoon.

"hyung do you have a plan?" jimin plopped onto the couch.

"i don't"

namjoon sank into the couch, with his hand in his hair. he thought for a couple moments.

"hyung." jungkook broke the silence, "what exactly did your father want."

namjoon's eyes went dark. all his thoughts vanished.

"he wants the drug we stole." namjoon pressed his fingers across his temples.

"you can't give it to him."

taehyung shot a glare at jungkook, "obviously jungkook."

namjoon got up from his seat, pacing around the room.

"we have no more than a week." namjoon paused, "this leaves us till this saturday."

"and we'll need a day to travel there." jungkook met namjoon's eyes.

namjoon's father resided in busan. almost six hours away from seoul.

hoseok and jungkook were still injured. namjoon would have planned everything for as soon as possible, but he had to take account of injuries.

"we'll leave on thursday." namjoon scanned around the room.

it was quiet. there were no objections.

"hyung. are we going to take her with us." taehyung pointed at haru.

"yeah. she might come in handy."

haru nodded. she had grown to like some of them. she felt happy surrounded by the group. it was a feeling she had never experienced before.

within seconds, taehyung pulled up a map of the route they were going to take. he outlined several pathways all reaching to the destination.

"we'll go through this route." hoseok pointed at the map, "we'll arrive in six hours and it will give us the rest of the time to sort out anything else."

hoseok circled the route with a red marker. he marked the stops they needed to make on the way.

namjoon arrived with a blueprint of his old home and the adjourning warehouse. he placed it on the table, pushing away everything else.

it was a simple mansion, much like their own home, before it had been burnt down. nearby the mansion was a warehouse, they presumed jin would be there.

jimin rubbed the nape of his neck, "we can't drive near the home."

"why?"

that would make things much harder. they would have a higher chance of being seen along with the fatigue from going on foot.

"look." jimin pointed to the surroundings, "it's empty around it. we'll be seen if we drive."

"and considering taehyung's driving," jungkook coughed.

taehyung looked offended, "hey! you gotta work with what you got."

"the mansion and warehouse aren't connected." haru spoke out for the first time, "you guys will have to split up."

"i'll have to meet my father."

"i'll go with you hyung," jungkook piped.

"no you won't," namjoon dismissed jungkook, "i'll go alone. my father isn't expecting the rest of us. just me."

jungkook didn't reply. despite wanting to make sure namjoon was safe, he understood what namjoon said. his father would know, almost instantly, that the rest of the group was there.

the atmosphere was tense, filled with jolts of electricity pumping through the air. their hearts raced against time.

"we can't go in or out through that exit."

"what are you talking about tae?" jimin frowned, "that's almost impossible to tell until you've hacked the systems."

taehyung folded the map, highlighting the entrance, "look."

the blueprint showed a faint camera in the corner. jimin's lips formed a small pout as he noticed it. taehyung pulled out a red pen, marking the blueprints with the exits they couldn't use.

haru watched as they pointed out things that seemed of little importance. they all fit together with each other like puzzle pieces. all of them were different layers of a painting.

a smile crept over haru's face, "you guys are like-"

"a family."

"we're family haru," namjoon caught a glimpse at each of his brothers, "in a family nobody gets left behind or forgotten."

"only together are we bulletproof."

haru scanned around the room. she was met by six faces, each one sporting a smile. family was not just an important thing, it was everything.

she followed as they set together the plans, outlining every single step they would take in immense detail. they had worked from dawn to dusk until everything was planned out.

jungkook nodded at namjoon. he flashed a thumbs up. everything was set in stone.

"then it's settled. thursday it is."