#and she Does Not Stop until she is held so barnaby has to figure out how to pick her up w/o hurting her

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

wormie wormie wormie wormi-

[larimar-p]

My thoughts about Welcome Home, that cool new arg

-The artwork is absolutely gorgeous. It’s so nostalgic of old Sesame Street artwork.

-I think some of the neighbors in WH are being held there against their will. Or maybe they think they live in some post apocalyptic world or something. Eddie susses me out hardcore about the former.

-SALLY STARLIGHT LOOKS LIKE SHE HAS A SWOLLEN BLACK AND BLUE EYE IN THE IMAGE THEY USE FOR HER WHEN YOU CLICK ON HER HOME IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD. I’m sorry about my outburst but I feel like I’ve seen no one talk about it and idk I can’t stop thinking about it. Like I feel like that image was intended to be the first time we see her and her having one eye closed is just such an interesting thing to do. I could be over thinking it, but what I’ve learned about args is that everything is the way it is for a reason so. Maybe no.

-So we know that under Home is a black portal. Almost all the houses in WH have blacked out windows. Idk I feel like the person who made that map could’ve used white or or another brighter color like blue or something but idk black is an interesting color for the windows when the only other black thing we see is the portal.

-I don’t trust Barnaby. He’s rude to all the neighbors, and he takes his “jokester” role too seriously. Like chill out bro other people can be funny too. He makes being funny his entire personality but just like those who make things this whole personality, he’s arrogant about it. And he’s always following around Wally. Not necessarily like “best friends” but more like a guard dog. Also, there’s only two houses that don’t have black windows: Sally’s (she’s the brightest star in the sky!) and Barnaby’s. And whose paint covered paw prints do we see outside Home? BARNABY’S!

-Why does Wally sound like he’s been lobotomized? That’s a more obvious and in our face kind of thing so there’s not much to say about that but idk Barnaby following him around and going out of his way to find Wally is giving he was assigned to follow him around to keep an eye on him bc something happened to Wally.

Smarter people than me are going to find what I can’t so when they do maybe I’ll have some answers to why these things are the way they are but until then, if I think of anything else I’ll figure out how to add onto this

[moonlightpirate]

Chapter 7

Okay time for the interview of the strange man they found inside the greenhouse! Will they finally get the answers they need to find Elizabeth? I’m open to feedback! This one was a bit of a struggle to write thankfully had my one discord friend to help me through it! 

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“Ma’am they got Charles!” Vince shouted, running into the room. 

“More like the idiot got himself captured by being in the wrong place at the wrong time.” Simone scoffed, sauntering into the room behind Vince. Elizabeth was semi conscious and fought to stay that way so that she could listen in.

 “They got closer than ever to finding out where we are though! Now with him in custody they are sure to find us sooner rather than later.” Vince replied nervously.

 The old lady sighed and rolled her eyes, “We WANT them to find us. Do you think we are holding Elizabeth here just for laughs?” she asked, glaring at Vince.

“You should be nervous if my father is close to finding me.” Elizabeth spat at them. The old lady stood up from behind the desk she had been sitting behind and grinned maliciously at Elizabeth.

 “Oh honey you should be more worried about yourself than you are about us. Don’t worry dear I’m not actually afraid of your father.” she chuckled as Elizabeth slowly passed back out.

It was late when they finally returned to the station. Everyone was itching to interview this strange man but agreed it would probably be best to wait until morning. So the next morning they gathered together to discuss a plan of action. John stared at the suspect board trying to think of the best angle to go about interviewing this man. 

“Well Gavin, I feel it would work more in our favor if Nelson and I lead this interrogation.” John stated. "We need to be careful since this man is our only lead."

“Yeah I suppose you’re right. Maybe we could try like a good cop bad cop type routine. You guys start it off as being on his side and if he doesn’t really cooperate then I can step in and try the bad cop type routine. Or does that seem cheesy?” Gavin replied.

“Yeah I think that could work out. I want to make sure we figure out who he is and what his connection is. I have a hunch it is Charles Jennings since you seem to recognize him. But let's head down and get this going.” John said, turning and heading for the door. 

They reached the interrogation room and John looked over at Nelson to make sure he was ready to put the plan into motion. Nelson quickly nodded and opened the door for his superiors. They found the man was leaning back in his chair looking rather smug. John noted that the man was tall and thin and had short black hair, he noticed there weren't too many other prominent features about him though. 

“Hello I’m Detective John Barnaby and this is Sergeant Nelson. Behind us is Detective Troy, he will be listening in and possibly ask a few questions. Though may I ask what your name is?” John asked, as he and Nelson sat down at the table across from him. 

“Shouldn’t you already know what my name is?” The man replied smugly, his eyes watching Gavin lean against the wall by the door. 

“Well how about you refresh my memory then.” John suggested. The man’s smile turned a bit malicious causing Gavin to start to tap his foot nervously.

“Well the name is Charles Jennings. Happen to ring any bells there Troy?” Charles chuckled, watching Gavin’s body tense up. 

“What do you mean by ‘happen to ring any bells there Troy’?” Nelson asked curiously.

“What are you asking me for? Why not ask the man himself?” Charles retorted. 

“Seriously none of this has anything to do with Elizabeth! Let’s focus on why we brought him in eh?” Gavin snapped, moving so that he was hovering behind Nelson and Barnaby. Sensing Gavin’s building anger behind him John decided to keep moving forward with the investigation. 

“He’s quite right actually. I’ll ask him about that later, how does that sound Charles? Now what can you tell me about this woman.” John asked as he slid him a picture of Elizabeth he had gotten from Gavin earlier. 

“Yeah she looks familiar. Though she’s not my type if that’s what you’re asking.” Charles replied. He had sat up a bit more and didn’t have quite as smug of a look on his face since Gavin had snapped. 

“Yeah she has the wrong body parts for you.” Gavin muttered under his breath.

“I’m not showing you this picture because I think she could be your type, but because I believe you helped aid in her kidnapping.” John said sternly, ignoring Gavins retort. He watched Charles stiffen a bit in his chair with a concerned look rush across his face. 

“What makes you think that I was the one who kidnapped her?” Charles replied, trying to keep his cool. 

“We didn’t say you were the one who kidnapped her per se but more so that you helped whoever did.” Nelson retorted. Charles began to squirm in his chair a bit, clearly becoming more nervous. 

“A little birdie told us that you and an Angela Wentsworth had a hand in releasing some people from prison. How about you tell me about that instead?” John hopped in hoping to keep Charles focused. 

“No idea what you’re talking about.” Charles replied, his eyes beginning to nervously look around the room. 

“Well you better find that idea. We have proof and witnesses who say you do have that idea.” Gavin shouted, slamming his fist down on the table. John glared up at Gavin, starting to reconsider the good cop/ bad cop method seeing as Charles was getting more nervous.

“You guys make it seem like this is what I wanted to do! Like I’m the evil mastermind!” Charles stammered. He had seen Gavin’s anger before, but not quite like this, and he didn’t want to push his luck. 

“Okay so can you confirm that it is Angela at least? We are just looking to help the woman in the photograph.” Nelson pushed. 

They all watched as Charles nervously started to tap his food and play with his shirt. He was obviously trying to decide what to tell them. Gavin huffed and resumed his pacing behind John and Nelson, trying to calm himself down some. 

“It was her idea………..she had changed……..she wanted revenge! She was after Cully at first! But then she heard Cully was pregnant…..she was just going to leave it all be…..but……” Charles stammered. Nelson looked over at John curiously wondering where all this was heading. Gavin had stopped pacing and stood frozen waiting for Charles to continue.

“Well go on. But what?” John finally said calmly. Charles shook his head no as his eyes began to grow wide. 

“Well will you at least confirm this ‘her’ you keep referring to is Angela?” Nelson inquired again.

“I….I can’t. If she found out…..I just….NO.” Charles stammered.

“Seriously?!” Gavin roared, pushing John and Nelson out of his way, “My daughter's life is in danger and this crap is all you’re going to give me?! Every second I waste in here with you is a second that I could have been one step closer to finding Elizabeth! Can't you at least confirm for us that it is Angela?”. 

“Alright perhaps we ought to take a quick break, let everyone calm down some. Nelson can you take Gavin back to our office while I wrap up here?” John quickly intervened. 

Nelson quickly stood up and put a hand on Gavin’s arm and gently ushered him towards the door. After they left John smiled back at Charles. 

“I apologize for his rage but I ask you to take some time to collect your thoughts and be ready to answer my questions next time we bring you in here.” John stated, motioning to the officer in the room to take Jennings back to his cell. 

Meanwhile back in their office after a bit Nelson finally decided to break the silence, “Sir are you doing okay?” he asked.

After a few moments Gavin let out a sigh and responded, “They’ve been apparently following me for years wanting this revenge. Honestly I fear for what they have in store for Elizabeth because of their rage. We need to do something and soon to find her.” 

“Well how about you give Tom a call? He may be able to give us some different insight?” Nelson suggested.

“Yeah you're right that would be a good idea.” Gavin replied, pulling out his phone to dial Tom. 

Tom was also shocked and uncertain about what they had learned. He was also becoming more annoyed seeing as it had been almost a week since Elizabeth had been kidnapped, and they were nowhere near being closer to finding her. John managed to step in at the last second and discourage Tom from coming to help them, much to Tom's dismay. 

Later that night, after everyone was asleep, Gavin sat at the Barnaby’s dining room table trying to find some sort of clue that could possibly point him in the right direction of where his daughter was being held. Finally, just before day break, Gavin jolted awake from having passed out uncomfortably at the table. He had been having a dream that he was sure had just given him the missing piece of the puzzle that he needed. Excitedly he ran upstairs and woke John up, eager to get back to the station and look up contact information regarding Ian Eastman.

[dis-easedfairy]

Impulsive Decision Pt.7

Male Path | Female Path

Chapter 7: Neon Lights

Warnings!: Kidnapping | Swearing

Genre: Poly!au, angst, fluff, eventual smut, yandere!au

Pairings: BTS x Reader / Kim Taehyung x Reader / Kim Seokjin x Reader / Jung Hoseok x Reader / OC x Reader / Park Jimin x Reader / Min Yoongi x Reader (just a lil)

Word Count: 5,340

Summary: M/n is the owner of a very wealthy and successful company, Barnanby Inc. M/n attends a BTS show, since they happen to be a fan. They make a very impulsive decision to show a loophole in BTS’s security and end up kidnapping BTS and 2 girls. In a fit of panic M/n stashes BTS and the girls in a very luxurious bunker for the time being, but M/n’s world slowly starts to crumble the longer the boys are out of the public’s eye,

A/N: Sorry I had writer’s block! As always, if you have any questions or thoughts on the story so far, got ahead and drop it in my ask box! If you have any other suggestions on what I should tag this under, feel free to tell me anon or not! (this goes for any of my another work too). The Female Path will be out soon, I swear, I figured I made you all wait enough!

The next morning I woke up, sat up and stretched, meaning Tae was no longer in the bed with me. I got up and tried to find my pants, which I assumed Tae or one someone was holding them hostage.

I let out a deep sigh and went to open the door to go out into the hallway, only to have the door open from the other side. I stepped back with a small ‘oh, my bad’ falling from my lips.  I soon came face to face with Jimin, a small smile on his face when he saw I was surprised to see him.

“Uh, I got you breakfast.” Jimin said awkwardly, holding up two plates.

“Thank you, but is there a possibility you know where my pants are?”

Jimin only smiled, “I think Tae gave them to Jin to wash with your other clothes.”

“Imma steal his sweatpants then.” I walked over to what I assumed was Tae’s dresser and opened drawers as Jimin sat on the floor and put the plates on the table that we left there for lunch today.

Once I found sweatpants I pulled them on facing the door, back to Jimin. I pulled off the hoodie off my overheated body and tossed it on the bed, now looking for a shirt.

“So, you and Seongmi?” Jimin asked, his voice was in a tone I couldn’t pinpoint.

“Ah, I don’t know. I don’t even know if I like girls, I just...have been confused for a long time, that’s all.” I tried to put my feelings into works in my head, but failed to do so.

“She has a thing for you, she’s been flirting and dropping a lot of hints.”

“I’m aware, I saw the way she looked at me when I pulled away from the hug, I just, don’t want to lead her on thinking that I could be in a relationship with her, only for her to get heartbroken if I realize I’m not attracted to women.”

“So when did you tell your parents you liked men?” Jimin asked as I turned around to go to Jin’s dresser for shirt options.

“My mom says when I was 3 I would talk about having a husband, and when she tried correcting me thinking that I didn’t know the difference between husband and wife, I corrected her and told her that I wanted a ‘nice husband who smelled good’. So, I didn’t have to tell them, they just assumed I liked guys all my life. I also wanted 4 dogs. 3 cats and 2 otters, but those are more within my grasp. ” Jimin began to giggle.

“Why 3 cats and 2 otters?”

“I heard otters get lonely and 3 cats because even if one cat doesn’t want to love me, maybe one of the other two would...” Jimin began to laugh.

“You sound like you were adorable.”  I found a black shirt and pulled it on.

“My little sister was way more adorable. I’m her favorite.” I smiled, filling with pride as I sat down beside him.

I looked at the plates Jimin came in with. It was kimchi jeon, I was familiar with it, it was a savory pancake with kimchi in it, however, there was a small bowl on top of it, it looked like eggs, but a little different.

“What’s this?” I asked, poking the egg with my spoon.

“Gyeran-jjim. It’s steamed egg.” Jimin explained, beginning to eat.

The egg was almost like a pudding and I didn’t mind, not one bit. after a few minutes of silence, Jimin spoke up.

“So, does your family know about the bunker?”

“Not really, I started making this after my dad died. It started off with just the entrance room but I expanded it. I always tell only people who need to know, like my accountant or Jason when I decide to go rogue. I usually make up an excuse for not being at my apartment, it’s gotten to the point where my family thinks I’m everywhere else in South Korea but Seoul. This is my safe space.” I poked at my food.

Jimin only nodded. I hadn’t worked on any character designs. I’d do that after breakfast.

“I’m sorry.” Jimin broke me from my thoughts.

“Huh? Why? What happened? If you broke something, that’s cool, I don’t have a lot of sentimental things down here.” I took a bite of my kimchi jeon.

“No. I’m sorry I thought differently of you.” He looked so sad, I didn’t understand why.

“I understand why you thought of me that way. I kidnapped you. You’re famous. You have threats every day, Jimin, I understand.” I assured him, giving his thigh a quick pat and tried to think of designs again.

“What are you thinking about?” Jimin put more food in his mouth.

“Barnaby designs.” I answered truthfully.

“Jin’s right, you are a workaholic.” I giggled.

“No, it’s just, I’ve been just working for so long that it’s all I do know. I had Jason to talk to, but most of the time I would choose work over going to a party.”

“Was Jason a party animal?” Jimin questioned.

“Yeah, for a bit. I’ve known him for as long as I can remember, but after the age of 16 we just kind of, drifted. He hung out with people who partied and I mourned my father and just tried to graduate. I wanted to push forward into the future and he wanted to enjoy his youth, I wasn’t mad at him for it, or disappointed, I was just a little sad my best friend didn’t want the same. Around a year or two ago, he got into a bit of trouble. I helped him out by hiring him at my company, I made him a director. He’s still a little bit of a party animal, but doesn’t let it negate his work, I respect that. ” I explained, then took a bite of steamed eggs.

“...What kind of trouble?”

“Not my story to tell, sorry Jiminie. You can always ask him yourself.” I only smiled.

I worked on my sketch as Jimin casually drew, sitting across from me at the dining room table as Jin and Tae were battling over a game of Mario Kart while Hobi laughed at them from the couch.

“Hyung, you should come here.” Jungkook’s voice came from Jimin’s phone that was set on the table.

Without taking his eyes off his masterpiece he pressed the button on the screen, “I’m a little busy right now.”

“Please? It’s important. I’m in the gym” Jimin sighed.

“Fine, I’m on my way.” Jimin answered and stood.

“I’ll be back, M/n.” Jimin mumbled and left through the door behind me that lead to the gym.

I focused on my work, not glancing up as Tae shouted that Jin was a cheater. Someone sat next to me, I thought it was Hobi, since he was moving between sitting beside me and on the couch for the past few minutes.

“Is he really a cheater? I always thought Jin was the kind of person to like move your hand or something while playing then pretend like he never touched you when he wins.” I voiced, still not looking up.

“Why is it that I can actually see that happening?” A higher pitched voice asked.

My head snapped to look at Seongmi. I chuckled.

“Sorry, Seongmi, I thought you were Hobi.”

“He has nice legs so you get a pass. What are you working on?” She asked, her hand starting to move to Jimin’s sketch pad.

I quickly grabbed her wondering hand in fear of Jimin’s work being smudged and ruined. I placed her hand on her lap and went back to coloring in my work, making sure to watch the table in case she tried to couch Jimin’s work again.

“Just coloring in my work for character design.” I answered simply.

“Those markers look so professional.” She awed.

“Uh, we have a big supply of them for the animators? I’d figured they’d seem normal to you now.”

She shook her head, “I never got to see them at work before, I was always doing everything else but animate.”

I smiled, sliding my sketchpad over to her and handing her the marker.

“Have fun.” Her eyes widened and she shook her head.

“I don’t want to ruin your work.”

“It’s fine, go for it! I’ve drawn Barnaby so many times its muscle memory. If you mess up I can just draw another.” I assured.

She began to color in the drawing and I leaned closer. She smelled like chocolate frosting. Why the fuck did she smell like frosting? I stood up and walked to the fridge and then started rummaging through the cabinets when I couldn’t find what I was looking for.

“Need help?” Seongmi asked.

I shook my head. Where the fuck did I keep my Stress Frosting!? I found a box of bran cereal and looked at it suspiciously. I don’t fuck with bran cereal so why is it here?? I grabbed the box angrily and turned eyed it. There was a note stuck to the back.

If you keep eating frosting like you had a bad break up, you’re going to have a heart attack, eat something healthy for once.

-Jason

“This motherfucker.” My voice was high pitched and full of disbelief, I didn’t realize I said it out loud until Seongmi began to giggle.

“He said you’d react that way, word for word.” She laughed.

I moved to the table and got my phone, unlocking it and opening the walkie-talkie app. I found Jason and held down the button.

“You trick ass snake, where the fuck is my frosting?”

“There is perfectly edible bran cereal for you.” I could hear him trying not to laugh.

“Man, fuck yo cereal I want my frosting.”

“You had cookie dough frosting, M/n. That’s like making something unhealthy more unhealthy.”

“Stop holding my frosting hostage.”

“I don’t have it. I threw it all away in a random dumpster.”

“Isn’t that illegal?”

“I don’t care! I’m a rebel. Fuck yo frostin’.”

“Bitch got me cryin’ in the club.” I fake sniffled.

“I don’t care, bye M/n.”

I sat beside Seongmi with a sad plop.

“Aww, poor M/n-ie.” She cooed, running her hand through my hair as I pouted.

She looked around and stood up, she walked to the hallway with rooms and waved me over. I followed obediently. She led me to what I assumed was her and Linza’s room and closed the door behind me. She went to the dresser by the door and rummaged through it and got a few straw-like tubes from within.

“Sit.” I did as I was told, sitting on the door in front of the bed that smelled the most like frosting.

She sat beside me and handed me the straw-tube. She bit the end of hers, pinched the middle and slid the syrup up into her mouth. Uh, I had no idea what it was. Why did it look like a liquid Pixy Stix? She giggled at my confusion. She tipped hers to my lips. I was too curious to care if it was unsanitary.

“Is that raspberry or honey? I’m more confused than I was before.” She laughed.

“You’re so adorable. It’s a raspberry honey stick, M/n.”

“Honey stick? You mean to tell me I could’ve ended just squirting the honey from the bottle into my mouth a long time ago?” She laughed a little louder.

“I can just imagine you getting it everywhere and complaining when something stuck to you.”  I felt a little offended because it was dead on.

I sucked on my green apple honey stick and was actually liking it better than frosting. She began to run her hands through my hair again, I drifted more into her touch, not wanting her to stop.

“How can a grown man act so cute?” She asked.

I didn’t answer, too focused on my honey stick to be bothered. She swung her leg over mine to straddle me. I wasn’t as shy as I thought I would be. I looked up at her, one eyebrow raised. She took the empty stick from my mouth and grabbed another color.

“Let’s try peach, hm?” She popped open the end and pushed some into her mouth then tilted it to me.

I let her place it in my mouth and slide the sweet fruity honey in, keeping eye contact with her.

“Good boy.” She seemed to praise under her breath.

She discarded the empty tube and ran her hand through my hair once more, this time tugging me head back, making me bite my lip. She bent down and kissed my forehead, it looked innocent but I knew what I wanted.

“Why the forehead?” I pouted.

She giggled and I used that opportunity to grab the back of her neck and pull her into a kiss. Just one kiss is all I wanted. I slid my hand down so my hands were on her sides. She went for my hair again and pulled me even closer so we were pressed against each other.

She slid her tongue into my mouth and pushed her hips down against me. A part of me knew it was wrong that I was currently making out with a girl and could possibly break her heart by leading her on. That part became overwhelming as Seongmi began to grind on me, causing a groan to draw out of me.

I pulled back, “S-Seongmi, I don’t think this is the best ide-” She turned my head to the side and her lips attached to my neck.

I felt her suck and bite, making me whimper at the feeling. Her lips suddenly detached and I whined in protest.

“Hey, Jimin. ” She sounded so smug.

My head snapped to the side to look at Jimin in the doorway. He looked both angry and shocked. He walked over and grabbed my wrist.

“Come on, M/n, let’s go finish up our designs.” Jimin pressed, tugging on my arm.

“Aw, c’mon Jimin, you know he’s fine if you leave him here.” Seongmi teased.

Her cocky tone made me softly push her away. It was now her turn to be shocked. She got off of me and I stood, not making eye contact with either of them as Jimin guided me out the room.

“Stay away from her, okay? I don’t know what’s she’s doing, but now you need to be careful because it’s not just flirting anymore.” Jimin said to me in a soft and serious tone.

I only nodded.

“Stay with the boys, okay?” I nodded again.

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

“You did WHAT!?”

“Jason you’re at a 10 and I need you at a 4 right now.” I sighed, leaning back in my office chair.

I was in the bunker’s office and had the door locked, hoping to have a private conversation with my friend to sort things out.

“How did the other boys take it?”

“I’m not sure, I think only Jimin and Seongmi know for now.”

“...Why do I have a feeling Seokjin will fight her.” I sat up straight.

“No, no, no. I kissed her first so I should be scolded. ”

“She gave you a hickey and had a death wish to just smirk and be all cocky with Jimin.”

“ ‘Death wish’ what the fuck, Jason, the boys don’t care about me that much.”

“You are as dense as your mom’s Christmas fruitcake.”

“I swore my mom broke your dad’s toe when she accidentally dropped it.”

“It was close, but stop trying to change the subject! Those guys care a lot for you, you can’t just go kiss a girl who is clearly trying to manipulate you in some way.”

I let out a loud groan, “This would’ve never happened if you left my frosting alone!” I accused.

After the ‘call’ with Jason I worked a bit on files he told me the company needed and began to transfer them to USB. Once everything was transferred I unlocked the door and was getting ready to head out. I saw Suga heading my way once I stepped into the hall.

He was holding a few napkins that he was looking at and his lips moving slightly like he was reading to himself.

I realized why he had napkins. He was writing lyrics and didn’t have paper. I quickly moved into the office and pulled out six notebooks and began to leave again. I moved to the hallway with the rooms pretty much undetected and pushed the two notebooks under the doors of what I assumed was RM’s room. I put two on Hobi’s bed just in case and put two on the opposite bed of Hobi’s, knowing it was Suga’s bed because they shared a room. I headed to the entrance room. I put in the dial code and moved to the vault door when I slowly realized.

I ran back down and almost knocked Tae over.

“Oh! Sorry, Tae, uh, where’s the vault key?” I asked, hand on the back of my neck.

“Jin Hyung has it, why? Going somewhere?”

“Yeah, Jason needs a few files authorized.” Tae gave me a small pout.

“Be back before dinner.” Oh god, that was a command.  

I only nodded and went to find Jin.

I ended up finding him in the library with RM. I knocked softly before fully entering.

“Hey, Jin, do you mind if I get the vault keys? Jason needs me at the company...” I trailed off, suddenly very awkward with the boys.

Jin smiled, good, that means he didn’t know yet. Jin stood up and reached in his pocket and pulled out the key. RM was looking through the bookshelves, taking down a few.

“I’ll make you a copy...if you want.” I said lowly.

Jin looked at me, confused, “Why would I need one?”

“I was serious about letting you go.” RM froze.

“I just, want you to know you have an option. I don’t care if I don’t get the partnership, because I know my brother will push and get it. I don’t care if my family has to distance themselves from me either, it was my decision that landed me in this anyway. ” Jin shook his head.

“Make him a key anyway.” RM jumped in, earning him a look from Jin.

I nodded, taking the key from Jin, waving goodbye and leaving the bunker

.

    I loaded the three new lights for the Dance Studio (it was totally Jimin’s and Hobi’s now) into my car, being sure not to crush the groceries I had to grab while out. I got one blue light and one green, I had ordered purple, red, yellow, and black lights as well, I even ordered signs for the office, gaming room, library, and gym, but it would take a bit of time to get. That whole room was going to be lit up.

So, for now, I had a blue neon light that says ‘Sweet Dreams’, a light pink neon light that read ‘inspire’ and a green neon light that said ‘Everything you need is inside you’ I liked the font so I rolled with it. On the way to the bunker, I got a pack of beers and several bags of chips as my dinner and made my way back.

It was pretty late so I snuck into the bunker and tried to move the boxes in and down to the Dance Studio as quiet as possible. The last thing I wanted was Tae popping up out of nowhere and yelling because I skipped dinner. I put away the groceries and made my way back to the studio.

I played music not too loud and set up the neon lights. I made sure all four were mounted and working before I moved to the bag to get a beer and a bag of chips.

I needed this. Music and relaxation. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back.

“Nice setup.” I opened my eyes to look over at the figure at the door.

I grabbed a beer and extended it out the figure, I was friendly enough to share, even if I wasn’t sure who it was. The lights illuminated Suga’s face as he stepped into the room, closing the door, accepting the beer and sitting a distance from me.

“Sorry if I woke you up.” I smiled sadly.

“You didn’t. I couldn’t sleep.” He stated as he opened the beer.

I gave him an unopened bag of chips and closed my eyes once more.

“What do you plan on doing after all this?” He asked.

I scoffed, “Going to New York.”

“I’m serious.” He frowned.

“I’m going to prison, Suga.” I sighed.

“If you weren’t?”

“That’s impos-”

“Humor me.”

I sighed and thought deeply.

“I would be in the same place I am to everyone else who doesn’t know you’re all here. A CEO at my father’s company. I would branch to video games then move to snacks and beverages. I would support my family any way I could. I’m not sure if I’d get married because I’m a shut-in, I like to just disappear and not tell anyone because I don’t need to or want to, but who knows. My whole life I wanted to make my dad happy the same way he would make me happy. I thought for sure my brother would get the company, but when it went to me, I felt like I had to prove I deserved it. At work I’m not feared, I’m respected and understood. Yeah, everyone gossips but nothing too harsh. But here...  ” I laughed softly “I get called a workaholic seemingly every 3 hours and a kidnapper. ” I turned to Suga, “Sorry if you expected me to say I would travel the world or settle down and have kids.”

Suga looked like he was thinking, “I respect the honesty.”

“Why did you all decide to stay?”

“Not all of us did, it was five to four. Jimin made his mind up about you after he almost fought you. Jin got the vault key, Taehyung got the dial code before anyone could read it and Jimin got your phone; Well, what was left of it. Jin never let go of the key, Taehyung never let us know the code, and neither did Hoseok, even though I think he knows it, and Jimin never told us what he found on the phone no matter how many times any of us asked. He didn’t even tell Hoseok, Jin or Taehyung.”

“I’m sorry to hear.”

“It almost scares me how honestly sorry you look.”

“Because I am. I still believe you all should be free and I take responsibility for my actions, but Jin, wants the vault door key and I’m sure Taehyung hid the code in some obscure place.”

“They were hurt when you didn’t come to dinner, Jimin looked a little mad.”

I let out a long sigh.

“My relationship with Taehyung, Seokjin, and Hoseok is complicated and confusing, and Seongmi just got double confusing, now Jimin is acting like a protective brother, but that’s how the others acted before...”

“Before?”

“When I was in my slump, Taehyung kissed me. Then Seokjin, then Hoseok. They didn’t explain anything afterward or bring it up, they’ve been acting like friends but Jason has been telling me it’s more. Today, Seongmi took me to her room and we made out.”

“I see the hickey.” My hand slapped up to my neck to cover it.

“Jason and Jimin think Seongmi’s up to devious plans, but I kissed her first, I wanted a simple kiss but, she wanted more and it was just a heated blur.”

“Maybe she is, maybe she isn’t.”

“You’re no help.”

“Just do what makes you happy.”

“My mom said I shouldn’t eat a hundred McDonalds chicken nuggets because heart problems run in the family. ” Suga almost spit out his beer.

“Only a hundred?” He teased.

“Well, I’m thinking realistically, I’m gonna want fries as well...” Suga finally smiled.

“Thank you for the notebooks, Hoseok took my green one, but I expected that. They’re pretty thick and you have nice pens just laying around.”

I smiled, “Glad to know you like them, you can transfer your writings from napkins now.” I took a sip of my beer.

“How do you know I wrote on na-”

“M/n? When did you get back?” A sleepy voice cut off Suga.

Suga and I looked over to see Jimin.

Oh dear lord, is Park Jimin only wearing my black Barnaby hoodie and briefs??

I started choking on my beer. Suga began to openly chuckle at my misfortune.

“He got back about 40 minutes ago.” Suga answered for me.

“Did you eat dinner?” Jimin yawned.

“Nope, he’s drinking beer and eating chips instead.”

“Bro, what the fuck?” I gave Suga a sideways glance.

“You’ll eat a big breakfast in the morning m’kay? Let’s go to bed now, M/n.” Jimin rubbed his eyes, holding his hand out for me to take.

I looked over at Suga, almost like I was asking him if this was a good idea.

“You better go, he won’t leave until you do,” Suga warned.

“Enjoy the chips and beer.” I grunted as I stood up. 

“With pleasure.” Suga said as I took Jimin’s hand and he and led me out the studio.

Jimin led me across the bunker to the entrance room and climbed on the extra large bed. He patted the spot beside him. I was weighing my pros and cons.

Yes, I slept in the same bed as Tae, but Tae didn’t try to kill me by luring me in with cuteness and then holding a pocket knife to my back. Maybe this is where I would start to use my brain for once. I mean, could I truly trust Jimin?

Jimin pouted once he saw my hesitation. He sat up, frown on his face.

“I said I was sorry. I won’t try to hurt you ever again, okay? Can we cuddle and sleep, please?” He promised.

I slowly kicked off my shoes and unzipped my pants. Jimin smiled and lied back down, waiting patiently. I climbed on the bed and Jimin turned his back to me and pressed himself against me. Jimin grabbed my arm and put it around him. He snuggled even closer and let out a hum.

“We should do this with all the boys...But Tae and I are closer, m’kay?” I chuckled and nuzzled my face into his neck.

“Oh my, is Park Jimin possessive by any chance?” I teased, I could feel the heat go to his neck and face.

“Mmm good, the other boys don’t cuddle me enough.” I added, holding him a little tighter.

“How was work?”

“Fine, I guess, same old same old. However, I did get you and Hoseok a surprise that I’m sure you’d like.”

“What is it?”

“I’m astonished you didn’t see when you went in the studio earlier to steal me from Suga.”

“I was half asleep and going to the bathroom when I heard your voice. I wanted to cuddle you. I didn’t see anything,” He whined in complaint.

I giggled, “Well now you have to wait until I decide to let you go.”

“That’s not fair!”

“Be careful what you wish for!”

“I wish you’d call me ‘Chim’, everyone else stopped calling me that because we were all fighting.”

I frowned, knowing I was the reason they were fighting.

“I’ll call you whatever you want, Chim. Let’s sleep now, ‘kay?” Jimin nodded and got comfortable.

“Good night, M/n.”

“Night, Chim.”

  I woke up holding onto Jimin. I had a warm fuzzy feeling that immediately made me smile...that was until I noticed Jimin was smaller than before … and smelled like frosting.

I quickly pulled away, “Seongmi!? What are you doing!?” I asked, both flustered and in pure shock.

I moved to the opposite said of the bed. She sat up with a pout.

“Cuddling you. You left yesterday and we didn’t have time to talk.”

I sighed, “Seongmi, listen, I’m very much questioning every part of my sexuality right now, I don’t know if we co-.”

“Don’t make a decision on Jimin’s opinion.” She folded her arms over her chest.

“He’s just playing overprotective boyfriend, he’s going to say something bad about me and then have you distance yourself from me.” She added, voice full of annoyance.

Well, damn.

“I’m not making a decision on Jimin’s opinion! I’m thinking realistically! I’ve very unsure if I even like girls, and what if I don’t? You’ll end up heartbroken and I might not feel anything but sorry that I put you through it!”

Seongmi moved closer to me, “So you won’t even give it a shot?”

“No, Seongmi-”

“M/n! I saw the surprise and I love it...” Jimin went from excited to quiet within seconds of seeing Seongmi on the bed.

“Fine. Be with EVERY boy but not give me a chance.” She said bitterly, getting off the bed, giving Jimin a look and leaving.

“I’m sorry, Chim, she j-.”

“It’s okay, she must have come in when I left to see what Hobi Hyung was happy about.” Jimin walked over to the bed and climbed on.

“So you liked the surprise?” Jimin beamed, his happy mood returning.

“We love it! ” Jimin pushed me down to cuddle me again.

“I have several coming in by the way. ” He had his leg thrown over mine, arm over me, his head on my chest.

“Several?” He put his face in my neck.

“A red one, a purple one, a yellow one, a blacklight, one for the office, one for the gaming room, one for the library and one for the gym.”

“I sense a theme for the bunker.”

“My family used to live in Tokyo, near the Akihabara area. My dad’s work and our schools weren’t near, but my father liked the vibe and so did my mom. I took extra classes and took my little sister to arcades and to her Japanese classes that were an hour before dinner, so I would see the bright neon lights every night, I kind of miss it.”

“You lived in Tokyo? Why did you end up in Seoul?”

“We lived used to only go for summers, maybe a few times a year, but when my dad died when I was 16, my mom, little sister and I moved there until I was 18. My older brother and sister insisted they take care of everything until I legally had ownership. The week before my birthday we started packing up, and the day after my birthday we were in Seoul, unpacking in the house my mom has now. I finished school here in Seoul and got the company. I do miss Japan though.”

“You don’t look like a normal Korean.”

“No offense!” He added quickly, making me chuckle.

“My grandpa moved to America because a high paying job was offered to him. So my father lived in the US all his life. He met my mom in college who was American and they moved to Japan to learn more about game design and animation, had older siblings, and moved to Seoul because my father wanted to start the company in South Korean, then they had me, then my little sister four years after. I’m fluent in English, and Japanese, but I mostly keep that to myself, since we spoke English at home and my school was full of foreigners, I didn’t grow up speaking a lot of Korean, or speaking at all, so my Korean still has some flaws.”

Jimin only nodded, taking in the information. There was that warm fuzzy feeling again. I lifted one hand and began to play with Jimin’s hair, earning me a hum like last night. Jimin’s hand wondered and grabbed my hand that wasn’t in his hair, intertwining his fingers with mine.

I heard my phone give me a chime for a calendar reminder.

“Uh, Chim, what day of the week is it?”

“Wednesday, why?”

“Fuuuuuuck.” I had to take care of my nephew today.

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The next day; Barnaby was at the orphan visiting a boy and the boy helped out Barnaby. During all this, the boy walked down carefully but then he almost tripped when Doug caught him, “You all right kid?” He asked. Barnaby was stunned to see him. “Thank you mister, you helped me out.” The boy said. “No problem, I was just passing through. Hello Barnaby.” Doug greeted. Later when the boy was gone; Barnaby approached Doug. “What are you doing here?” demanded Barnaby. “What? I was just passing through.” Doug quipped with a shrug. “Are you following me?” asked Barnaby. “I told you, I’m an investigator.” Doug said. Barnaby looked irked, “Hmph…so anything on that Bamboo Man?” He asked in a low voice. “Nothing, sorry.” Doug muttered back. “Well, there’s nothing on our end. I hope you’re not going to intervene.” Barnaby warned. “Don’t worry; Double Decker’s got your back.” Doug said. “And pray tell, what is Double Decker?” Barnaby asked. “Double Decker is about a detective work where we have nicknames.” Doug explained. “Ah, I see.” Barnaby said. “You may think it’s strange but it’s like you heroes with your hero names.” Doug said. Barnaby’s lips upturn a bit, “Let me notified you with one thing…I don’t have a hero name.” He clarified. Doug smirked back, “Is that so? What about ‘Bunny’?” He reminded. Barnaby glares at him, “Only Kotetsu calls me that.” He reminded. “You mean the Old Man.” Doug replied. “I don’t call him that anymore.” Barnaby said. “All right, but don’t think we’re different than you heroes of HeroTV. We’re not that different, we’re all fighting on the same front lines.” Doug said. Barnaby considered it, “Maybe, but there’s another difference…us heroes have superpowers…You don’t.” He verified. “Hmm, harsh but it’s the truth.” Doug said. Barnaby sneered, he turns but held his hand up. “See you around…Veteran.” He called. In the meantime; Kaede pulls her dad to the artwork. “Can I open my eyes sweetie?” Kotetsu asked, covering his eyes. “Almost…and….ta-da!” Kaede said, presenting. Kotetsu drops his hand and looked amazed. “Oh honey, it looks nice.” He praised. “Thanks, I practiced in those classes I took.” Kaede said. She looks to the side, “Dad, someone’s waving at you.” She said. Kotetsu was distracted, “Hmm, maybe it’s just someone else.” He replied. “That looks nice.” A voice said. Kotetsu froze, “Aw no, is that…?” He thought. He turned to see Kirill standing there. Kaede blushed, “Ohh…hi~!” She said nervously. “What is this clown doing here?” Kotetsu thought. “You made this?” Kirill asked. “Sure did, heh. Oh, dad! He’s so nice, he was waving at you…do you know him?” Kaede said. “I don’t think so, he must be confusing me for someone else—Scuse us for a moment!” Kotetsu said brightly, pulling Kirill away. Kaede was confused but she realized, “Hmm….I have a feeling he knows him.” She mumbled. Once alone; Kotetsu glares at Kirill, “What are you doing here?! How did you know where I was?!” He demanded. Kirill was smug, “I did some sleuthing, not to worry I’m not blackmailing you. That would seem so wrong of me in my general character.” Kirill teased. Kotetsu narrowed his eyes, “What are you up to?” He asked. “Come on, it’s my job as a constable.” Kirill replied. “You’re a CONSTABLE?!” Kotetsu exclaimed. Kirill shushed him, “Will you keep it down?” He rasped. “Hmm?” Kotetsu looks over to see a few people giving him weird looks. “You need to take your voice down for a couple of volumes, no need to bring attention here all right?” Kirill whispered. “Fine, sorry.” Kotetsu mumbled. “Just remember, Double Decker’s got your back Tiger.” Kirill said with a smile. “Double Decker?” Kotetsu inquired. “Double Decker is about a detective work where we have nicknames.” Kirill explained. “Weird corporation.” Kotetsu noted. “Says you.” Kirill uttered. That’s when his phone rang and he answered: “Yeah…Uh huh. All right, I’ll be right there.” He hung up and smirked. “Be seeing ya.” Kirill said, he turns and walks off. He stops and smirks, “One more thing! Tell your daughter I said, ‘keep up the good work’.” With that, he turned and sprinted off. Kotetsu was irked, “Son of a…Kaede! Gotta get back to her!” He said, he turned and went back to his daughter.

Meanwhile; Kirill researches on Kotetsu AKA Wild Tiger: Kotetsu has a very traditional view of being a hero, concerning himself primarily with protecting civilians and making sure justice is served. In short he represents the pure ideology of heroism from real world comics. As a result he often charges off and does his own thing, regardless of Agnes's instructions to boost ratings and much to Barnaby's exasperation as it either costs them points or gets them in trouble. This also tends to cause a lot of property damage, much to the dismay of his sponsors and company. He dislikes doing things like photo shoots and interviews when he could be out in the field, and is shown to adore former hero 'Mr Legend', often watching recordings of him when he's feeling down. Mr. Legend inspired Kotetsu to become a hero, telling him that NEXT powers can be used to protect those they care about; Kotetsu lived by those words ever since, often telling others the same. Despite believing that heroes should worry about the people first and shouldn't be recognized, he dislikes it when people disregard him and dislikes not getting some points though people's lives still come first. He can be stubborn and at times a little slow, though there are times when he can think analytically and will sacrifice himself if it is for the better good. Though Kotetsu often acts bumbling, goofy and playful and is shown to be a klutz, he is actually deeply troubled by his personal circumstances and often tries to drink his sorrows away. He can be clueless of the feelings of others and a little rude at times, but means well. He can also be irresponsible, often breaking promises with Kaede due to his superhero business. Despite this, he is generally proactive and positive thinking, if not a little naive at times. Though Kotetsu takes great pride in his career as a hero, he gets very little respect from both his co-workers and the public and is often overlooked or flat-out ignored. Nonetheless, Kotetsu acts as a self-proclaimed senior to the rest of the heroes and shows an almost fatherly concern for the younger ones in particular. Kotetsu does often have genuine wisdom and advice to offer, and always tries to do whats best for the group. He is a kind person who thinks about the wellbeing of others before himself. He keeps his true feelings bottled up in order to avoid troubling others and is always there to help a friend and provide them support. This earns him the respect of his co workers, most notably Barnaby, as the series progresses. As stated by Barnaby, once he commits, he will never let a person down. Though Barnaby appears to be more intelligent than Kotetsu, Barnaby relies on intellect while Kotetsu relies on instinct, Kotetsu can be quite perceptive. When a bomb threat was issued against Fortress Tower, Kotetsu was able to quickly deduce the location of the bomb based solely on the strange behavior of the elevator maintenance man. He was also the first one to figure out Jake Martinez's second power which is to hear the thoughts of others. Kotetsu realized this after Jake called him by his civilian name even though he never revealed it to him. Because of his superhero duties and his dedication to them, he is often forced to spend time away from his daughter, who resents him in the beginning of the story as he never visits her or keeps his promises to her. Despite this, she loves him and grows to respect him once she finds out the truth, even encouraging him to follow his heart the way his late wife did. He dearly loved his wife who in fact was the inspiration for him being a hero, as she encouraged him to help others. He still loves her and thinks of her fondly. “Hmm, that’s sweet.” Commented Kirill. He proceeds his research: Wild Tiger became a super hero at the age of 10, he was present during an attempted bank robbery which was foiled by the veteran hero Mr. Legend. One of the criminals took Kotetsu hostage and the latter activated his NEXT powers out of stress and fear, sending his captor flying across the room with a punch. Kotetsu believed that anyone near him while his power was active would be hurt, but Mr. Legend convinced him otherwise and told him that his power was meant to save people. This encounter with Mr. Legend inspired young Kotetsu to later become a hero himself. During his high school years, Kotetsu became known for never having lost a fight, which drew the attention of Antonio, a then-gang leader from the next town over. Though Antonio repeatedly called Kotetsu out to fight him, it wasn't until the members of his gang kidnapped Kotetsu's classmate Tomoe to use as bait. Kotetsu was surprised to discover upon arriving at the gang's location that Antonio was a NEXT, but the two fought regardless. After a while, having reached a standstill, it was revealed that Antonio hadn't known of Tomoe's kidnapping and both boys demanded to know where she was being kept. The warehouse pointed out by the gang members suddenly burst into flames, and Kotetsu used his powers to rescue Tomoe. When Antonio asked why Kotetsu hadn't used his powers during their fight, Kotetsu stated that he had decided only to use his powers to save people, like a true hero. The encounter led Antonio to choose a similar path - deciding only to use his powers to protect people - and the two met repeatedly after that, still trying to determine who was stronger while also becoming fast friends. Tomoe would later go on to become Kotetsu's wife, and they had a daughter named Kaede years later. However, Tomoe passed away five years prior to an illness, leaving Kotetsu lonely.