"Hey Yeonnie, wake up. We're almost here." Jin oppa's soft voice caused my eyelids to flutter open. After almost sixteen hours we were finally here. The place I despised but at the same time loved the most. I rubbed my eyes and looked out of the window. The peculiar blue color of the ocean came visible to my eyes.

"I'm coming to Miami." Taehyung showed me his boxy smile, the evident excitement was on the brink of his eyes. "Why are you a part of this gang or whatever you call it?" I asked him and tightened the loosened seat belt around my waist.

"Why do you think I'm in a medical university?" he asked me back as he held the camera in his hand.

"You are the medic guy huh?"

"Yeah, there are seven of us. Jimin is the hitman, Yoongi hyung is the one who fights, Jungkook is a distraction, Namjoon hyung is the guy who hacks security systems, Hoseok hyung is the one who spies and you already know about Jin hyung." he lightly smiled, the elation in his voice was so perceptible. These guys found the meaning of family in each other when they least expected it, when they lost every bit of hope.

"See I don't know much but there were always these three guys who were with Jin oppa no matter what. They went by RM, Suga and J-hope. I was close to all of em but I was closer to Suga oppa." I told him and he instantly laughed which made me a tad bit puzzled. I gave him a look and he instantly smiled.

"You'll know after five minutes." After that we were followed by silence, which were complemented by the landing of the plane.

We picked up our belongings and approached the exit. The air hostess greeted us farewell to which I just smiled. "Have a safe trip ahead." I scoffed at the word safe. This trip was everything but safe. The warm air which smelled like the ocean caressed my cheeks. The soft hot atmosphere was not at all foreign to me even after two years.

The dusky bluish color was spread on the sky like a filter. "I like this better." My voice faded due to the interrupting noise coming from the plane.

The next one hour turned out to be delayed because the whole maknae line seemed to be dead in their tracks when the sight of Gucci, Balenciaga and Chanel came visible to their eyes. I insisted on grabbing a cup of coffee but Jin simply dragged me to another luxury store.

"This?" Jin tried the second suit which he wanted for the upcoming ballroom party, in which he had to sort some things.

"It's not giving you a worldwide handsome look." he shut the door again on my face. I waited for another five minutes in front of the white door. My tiredness and jet lag were now more prominent, I was physically exhausted and mentally I was beyond a wreck.

"Hey Jin oppa open up." I knocked the door and just that instant it opened to reveal a Kim Seok-Jin dressed in black top to toe, making me feel ugly and broke. More importantly making me feel why out of 3.5 billion girls I was chosen to be this heartthrob's sister.

"You make me feel ugly." I dramatically wiped my invisible tears.

"Yeah-yeah after all I'm WWH." he smiled but our brief happy time crashed to pieces when a kid decided to interrupt us.

"You mean World wide hoe?" a kid who didn't even cross his tenth year smiled weirdly at us

"Hey scram! You little piece of shi-" My yelling was stopped by Jin's hand. "Yeonnie he's just a kid."

"Yeah but the kid called you a hoe."

"Relax." Jin put his hands on my shoulders before he locked the door of the trial room and changed. After a minute or so he came out with the black tux in his hand. He threw the piece of cloth to a salesperson who was clearly fangirling over him, Jin reached the reception and simply paid the expense.

"Yaah! Karen, your kid is freely roaming the store calling people a 'hoe' you better get a hold of him." I yelled and the eyes of people turned to face me. Jin oppa facepalmed and I sheepishly smiled in response.

"Forgive my sister." he bent down a little and quickly got out of the store with one hand holding the bag and the other latching on my arm.

"You haven't changed a bit." he glared at me and I hugged him tight. I missed him like hell. I loved him so much. Even words were not abundant. He was a better parent than my two original parents combined. Mom left too early and dad, well he never cared.

"Love you too." he smiled and I released him from my tight embrace. The next few minutes were spent exiting the terminal. The palm trees were now more visible compared to the view from the runway. We were out waiting for a car which led us to our house but rather than that we were greeted by two black luxury sedans.

Three men got out of the cars. One was tall, muscular, the other way lean but still muscular. The third one was having cat-like eyes. Then it striked me. RM, J-hope and Suga oppa were walking towards us. Before I could further possess anything the three young men ran and jumped into their arms. Not a single thought invaded my mind, just a simple fond smile.

"Yaah yaah get off." Suga oppa freed himself of their grips and approached me. He simply patted on my head. "Lil sis, I missed ya." without even saying anything, I pulled him in my embrace. And with that came RM and J-hope.

"I was thinking of a brief introduction but I guess it's not needed." Jungkook frowned dramatically. Taehyung came and latched my arm. "Yoongi, Hoseok and Namjoon." he pointed to every individual and my mouth formed a big 'o'.

"You guys had these names?"

"Yeah we thought of em' we couldn't really reveal our real names." Namjoon oppa shrugged. We exchanged some words before our luggage was loaded by two men dressed in black. I frowned at the sight of them thinking of how much illegal ties and money we had that we literally needed tight security.

Hoseok and Suga oppa seated themselves in the car I was in. Jin, Tae and Kook were going to their apartment. "Jiminie come in this car we have a job for you." Hoseok said and Jimin followed his instruction. He opened the car door and sat next to me in the backseat. There was silence which was not a tad bit awkward. It was soothing.

"Hey Yeonnie I hope you're not dating or severely attached to anyone in this maknae line." Suga oppa broke the silence and his words took us bystorm. Jimin choked on his spit and I side-eyed him before he gave me 'how should i tell him look?'

"Jungwoo told me he is in a serious relationship. But don't even think about coming in a relationship with Tae and Jiminie, they've literally made out and fucked with more girls than my fingers can count twice." Suga shrugged casually but he just warned me for a thing I did a few months back.

Meanwhile J-hope oppa was nodding his head in agreement beside me and Jimin, god I don't even want to speak about this guy.

"How long will it take us to reach the mansion?" I asked.

"Prolly forty-five minutes." Jung- hope shrugged. "Great. I'll take a nap, oppa can i put my head on your shoulder?" I asked him and he nodded his head yes.

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I opened my eyes and got out of the car, the same mansion stood in front of me. One of the best works of architecture across Miami. Off-white color with silver railings ang a big iron gate. Without saying a word I left making sure to wave off Hoseok and Suga oppa.

I walked through the modern corridors, under the big chandelier which very elegantly reflected it's light on the off-white walls and curtains. The marble flooring which showed me my reflection. I headed to the room on the ground floor but then forgot that neither of them are here. The peculiar sense of guiltiness swept across my mind.

"Ma'am you can go and change your clothes." a maid shrugged me off my thoughts and I thanked her before proceeding to the stairs and taking the way towards my room. I opened the door only to see my room entirely different from what it was, the purple color of the walls was now in a shade of hazelnut white. The single bed was now changed to queen size. The shoved books of fiction were now more organized in a rack and the off white ambient lighting which ran across the ceiling.

"Hey you sure this is my room?" I asked the staff member who had laundry in her hand.

"Yeah your brother got your room renovated." she said and left. I entered the room and kept my bag aside.

"Welcome back." a voice startled me. I turned my head to see the source. He was standing behind the door. I wasn't scared of him. I was more terrified. My legs froze in a place. I couldn't feel like breathing but my lungs were exchanging oxygen, collapsing with air. Not a single word was coming out of my mouth, screaming for help was not even an option.

"I-I never allowed you in my room Kai."

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the word oppa should be used for someone of who you see as a big friend or a big brother. Not with someone who you're going to fuck in near future. Well this is according to me.

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