⫣40⫦ Gaping

This chapter gonna be yummi 😋

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"This is one awesome car!" I yell out of the open window as Hwasa drives over the highway at a mindboggling speed.

She lets out a round of giggles and turns to me, her hair open and fluttering around her face like whips."This was my one condition when the boys asked me for help. I've been wanting to drive this car since forever! Yeahhh!", she yells out.

It's a yell filled with happiness and freedom and thankfulness at being alive. I understand her only too well. But questions are already bobbling up inside me.

"So, the boys tell you anything about why you needed to bust me out?" I ask over the raging wind and grumbling engine.

Hwasa's smile falters and she slows her speed, looking over at me with a clouded expression."They told me you know about their little secret and that they need you at the bunker."

I don't know if it's surprise or relive shooting through me.

"You know about what they do then too?"

She shakes her head with a smile that showed her adoration for the boys.

"They think they can save the whole god-damned world and that they wont get caught. They are absolutely insane most of the time. Do you know they stole this car? The previous owner had an affair with this famous pop-star and they blackmailed him into giving up his Porsche."

My eyes nearly pop out of my head.

"And he just let them? Did he ever try to come after them?"

Hwasa chuckles to herself, driving a bit faster again.

"He can't. Because he's behind bars. The blackmail about affair was just a way to get this car. They actually went after him for drug-smuggling and gambling. They busted him the moment they got what they wanted before they screwed him over. And of course made sure the affair got discovered as well. They're always all-in and they don't leave open ends. I've never seen them fail at anything they've set their minds to."

I smile, feeling proud of my boys.

"Does me having to help you escape your own house have anything to do with one of their current mission?", she then asks and the smile drops from my face.

She glances over to me worriedly as she reads the dark expression on my face, then sighs.

"I told them to keep you out of this shit," she murmurs but I let out a snort.

"This 'shit' you're referring to is my father being a monster who belongs in prison too. And that basically entails me being part of it. And I've already decided to help them do that, no matter what it takes. I'm all in too. I have been since the moment they told me the truth."

"Your father?" she asks incredulously, but I can only nod my head as I keep seeing the disfigured faces of the women flash before my eyes.

"Shit," she exclaims, taking on hand off the steering wheel to rub her forehead.

"If BTS were willing to go this far, I guess it's some deep, heavy shit, isn't it?"

It's not exactly a question, so I don't feel the need to answer.

"I guess I should get you to the bunker fast then?"

I remain silent for a moment, the sketch in my pocket burning a hole through my skin.

"Actually," I decide on a spontaneous, crazy thought. "Can we go somewhere else first? There's something I want to do before meeting up with them."She glances at me sideways and then smiles broad and wicked.

"What are you up to, Lian? Because I know that look, and it promises nothing good."

I grin even wider and take the crumbled sketch out of my pocket, showing it to her. Her eyes widen and my smile does too.

"So, you know anyone good with ink?"

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My back feels like it's on Fire, but the pain is almost soothing, reminding me every second that I have made my choice and I would stand by it.

It's almost five in the afternoon when Hwasa finally drives the Porsche into the Junkyard.

Obviously she is a person who's been here more than once, immediately heading for the old car plane.

We've caught up with everything that happened the last week and more than once I received incredulous puffs from her lips, especially when I tell her about Jungkook and Jimin and my involvement in their love life.

"So you were the one to finally got them together? I've been wondering what happened when I've seen them earlier, all over each other and in love", she had said while holding my hand but faking a throw up sound.

I'd smiled at her through the pain as the needle pierced my skin over and over again. But the result was worth it. They were worth it.

We both exit the tunnel, leading to the camp and then I stop and stare. And stare some more.

Three boys are pulling, heaving and panting hard at the workout area, their shirtless bodies gleaming with sweat in the summer sun.

I gulp hard as I can't rip my eyes off them.

Hwasa chuckles and pulls me forward and I stumble after her, still staring.

Jimin is in the act of pulling himself up a chin bar and while he might be the smallest of them, every inch of his chest and arms is toned with muscles, his abs like chiselled granite.

A tattoo I haven't seen before is drawing my attention. Starting from beneath his right arm across his ribs I can make out a single black word: Nevermind.

And then there is his complete opposite: Jungkook, currently lifting some heavy weight bars over his head. His shoulders are broad and his chest defined, his arms showing the bulk of muscles as they strain to lift the weight while every ab on his abdomen gleams with sweat.

And then there is Taehyung.

My heart skips a beat and then a few more when I lay eyes on his naked upper body. I've imagined seeing it so many times these past weeks, but now I know my imagination and lack of experience has not even come close.

He is the perfect middle between Jungkook and Jimin. Not as broad and bulky as JK and not as thin and wiry as Jimin- just the perfect middle.

I watch him do push up after push up, not slowing down even though droplets of sweat are falling down from his long black hair, running down over his neck and his muscular chest as he heaves himself up and down and up again.

The muscles on his back flex and the veins on his arm and neck are standing out, his skin is a perfect tanned brown.

My eyes travel up his right arm, where the stark, black tattoo circles around the contracting muscles.It reaches all the way up to the joint of his shoulders and then ends in a big round half circle covering his entire right chest- like the tattoo is growing out of his heart.

"Ya! Show-offs! We're here!" Hwasa suddenly yells and I flinch in surprise, having been too lost in my goggling that I've totally forgotten about her.

All three of them stop at once.

Jimin lets himself drop from the high chin bar, landing as graceful as a cat and grinning at me like one too. Jungkook throws the heavy weight in front of him and turns, even as Jimin comes to his side and the two of them interlock their hands.

And Taehyung- he stops a millimeter from the ground, holding that incredibly straining position as I watch his mouth angle up into a smile- like he knows exactly how I'm starring at him, without even looking in my direction.

Then, in one hard push, he lifts himself off the ground, bringing his feet beneath him and raises to his full height in one powerful movement.

Oh, I am so not done staring as I get the full view of his chest, his six-pack and the two lines of his hip-bones, disappearing underneath the black shorts, and my mind can't stop thinking what lays beneath.

I felt it yesterday- and oh Jesus Christ, I am turning red like freshly pressed tomato juice just thinking about it.

My eyes finally skip back up, only to see the beyond amused expression on his face.

Yeah- he reads my mind like I'm an open book- a book, his dark gaze tells me, he really wants to take back to his trailer right now and explore thoroughly.

Hwasa clears her throat and I jerk in surprise.I've forgotten her again!

"Well, if you're done undressing each other with your eyes, I'll be on my way."

Jungkook snorts, even as I am still unable to Tear my gaze away.

"This is harmless to what they're usually like when they're together."

I might turn an even darker shade of red, and finally manage to break my eyes away from Taehyung, even though he doesn't make a move to do the same.

I feel his eyes on me like a hot flame, burning through my clothes.

"Your poor Hyungs!", Hwasa exclaims jokingly. " Having to deal with those two and the two of you?"

Taehyung groans and finally looks away from me to Hwasa with a playful smirk.

"If only you knew. Jungkook really doesn't know any restrain and Jimin's moans keep us up all night!"

"Tae!", the two boys shout out at once, looking at their brother in horror. But Taehyung only shrugs with his shoulders and offers them an unapologetic smile.

Hwasa bursts out laughing.

"I have no doubt about that," she comments and then her voice turns low and sexy as she shoots them a seductive smile.

"If you ever feel like experimenting in the bedroom a little, you know who to call, right? I might set you a little straight...if you know what I mean."

It's my turn to burst out laughing as the two boys stare at Hwasa with open mouths. I can't tell whether it's because they are surprised or seriously considering it- maybe both.

"All right then. I think I've caused enough stir up for today. I'll leave this melon-cake in your hands now."

She gives me a tight hug and a kiss on my forehead, smiling at me sweetly, like she really sees me as a daughter or perhaps a younger sister, before she turns and walks away with her usual swagger. Only when she is almost at the hidden entrance she snaps back around one more time, glittering mischief playing in her eyes.

"Oh, and Taehyung! Do go easy on her tonight, all right? And be careful of her back!"

And then she disappears.

"Your back?" Taehyung inquires and I tun back, grinning secretively."I'll tell you later. For now, I really want to know everything you found out."

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If Hwasa would make me that offer: