Yuna spoke, "Here we go, my granpa's coming."

Her grandfather descended the stairs, a warm smile illuminating his face. The soft creaking of the wooden steps beneath his feet filled the room. As he reached the bottom, his eyes twinkled with curiosity.

"I'm done with my work," he said. "Now, tell me, young kids, what's the matter? How can I help you all?"

Gia's piercing gaze fixed on Grandpa, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Taehyung stepped forward, handing the old treasure map to Grandpa. "Here, I found this paper while we were shifting my house. It looks like some treasure map with symbols and hints."

Grandpa's eyes widened as he accepted the map. "Okay, let me see this." He settled into a plush, cream-colored couch, adorned with intricate patterns.

"Everyone, please, sit around," he invited, gesturing to the cozy seating area.

The group gathered around, their faces filled with anticipation. Soft sunlight streaming through the large windows highlighted the tense excitement.

After 15-20 minutes of intense study, Grandpa looked up, his eyes sparkling.

"First, notice the compass rose in the top-right corner. It's oriented differently than modern maps, indicating our ancestors used an alternative navigation system."

He pointed to a stylized image.

"This symbol, resembling a setting sun, signifies westward direction. It's crucial for deciphering the map's cryptic clues."

Grandpa's finger moved to a series of cryptic markings.

"These hieroglyphics represent astronomical events. The crescent moon with an arrow pointing to the number seven indicates the seventh lunar phase after the spring equinox."

Next, he highlighted a phrase etched in elegant calligraphy.

"'Where shadows dance at dawn' suggests a specific time and location. During the summer solstice, the island's unique geography creates a phenomenon where shadows appear to dance across the landscape at dawn."

Grandpa tapped a small X marked on the map.

"This X denotes the treasure's approximate location. Notice the surrounding symbols: a palm tree, a seagull, and a lighthouse. These landmarks will guide you to the treasure site."

He pointed to a series of numbers and letters.

"These coordinates - 43.7892° N, 79.3214° W - pinpoint Isla del Cielo's location in the Azure Sea. The letters 'I.D.C.' confirm the island's identity."

The group leaned in, fascinated.

"Lastly, this phrase - 'Beneath the wings of the sea goddess' - hints at the treasure's hiding place. You'll need to find a statue or monument related to a sea goddess on the island."

Grandpa looked up, his eyes sparkling.

"With these clues, you should find the treasure. But remember, the journey's treacherous, and you'll need wit and bravery."

Everyone gasped in unison, their eyes wide with a mix of excitement and apprehension.

Hobi spoke up, his voice laced with concern, "I think we're not going there."

Jungkook's curiosity got the better of him, "Why?"

Suga's skepticism was palpable, "Are you nuts? It's an abandoned island. We can get lost." Namjoon nodded in agreement, his brow furrowed.

Yuna's enthusiasm remained unwavering, "Oh, come on! Grandpa will help us with everything." Grandpa, standing by the fireplace, chimed in, his voice reassuring.

"Yes, young kids. I can ensure your safety. Think of this as a trip. But remember, tell your parents it's a vacation to a near by vacation spot, not an island." He smiled, his eyes twinkling.

"I'll arrange food, necessities, and even provide trackers so you won't get lost. My private helicopter will take you there and back in several days." The room fell silent as the group weighed their options.

Gia's voice cut through the silence, laced with worry, "You all have gone nuts! What if we can't come back?"

Yuna's response was firm,
"Stop with your nonsense and negative thoughts, Gia." The tension in the room was palpable, but slowly, excitement began to build.

Taehyung's voice filled the room, encouraging and optimistic. "Let's go, Gia. It's just a few days! Why be all negative?"

Gia's gaze met Taehyung's, her eyes softening as she asked, "You really want to go there, Taehyung?"

Taehyung's nod was emphatic. "Yes, of course!"

Gia's expression transformed, a gentle smile spreading across her face. "Okay then. We're all going."

The tension in the room dissipated, replaced by anticipation. Grandpa, satisfied with the consensus, smiled warmly and headed upstairs, the creaking of the stairs a familiar comfort.

Yuna slid into the vacant spot beside Taehyung on the couch, her movements fluid and natural.

Jen's gaze locked onto Yuna, her eyes burning with intensity. She sat beside Taehyung, claiming the other side. The plush couch, designed for two, now snugly accommodated three. Legs and hands brushing against each other.

Taehyung shifted uncomfortably, feeling the warmth of their bodies. He made to stand, but Yuna and Jen chimed in unison, "Sit down! It's alright. We can adjust." Their voices soothing, yet laced with a hint of possessiveness.

Taehyung hesitated, then settled halfway, his gaze drifting to the empty couch opposite. He gulped, his throat dry.

Across from them, the six boys lounged on the expansive couch, their laughter and chatter filling the room. Nearby, Yerin and Gia sat cozily on a smaller couch, designed for two.

Soft afternoon sunlight streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow. Outside, leaves rustled gently, accompanied by birdsong.

The six boys huddled together. Jin nodded discreetly toward Taehyung, "Look at those three."

Jungkook's eyes sparkled with amusement, "See Taehyung? He's so red. Maybe he's too embarrassed to sit between two girls."

Jimin chimed in, his voice laced with mischief, "Why be embarrassed? If I were him, I would've flirted with them." Suga shot Jimin a stern sideways glance, silencing him.

Namjoon observed, "Look at Jen and Yuna. They're exchanging jealous glances." Hobi nodded in agreement.

Nearby, Gia and Yerin engaged in a hushed conversation. Yerin asked, "How long have you known Jen? She never mentioned you to me, and I'm her best friend." Gia smiled warmly, "We're childhood friends. Maybe she just never brought me up."

Yerin nodded thoughtfully, her gaze drifting to Jungkook. Gia leaned in, whispering, "You like him, don't you?" Yerin's eyes widened, her cheeks flushing.

Yerin protested, "Me? Oh, no!" Gia teased, "Don't deny it, girl. I see it in your eyes. Does he love you too?" Yerin's response came with a pout, "I don't know!"

Taehyung's body hummed with instinctive response as Jen and Yuna's closeness enveloped him. His muscles tensed, desire coursing through his veins like liquid fire. He felt himself stiffening, his di¢k swelling with urgent arousal, straining against his restraint.

With a swift, surreptitious motion, Taehyung grasped a nearby cushion, positioning it strategically over his lap to conceal his growing erection. The soft plushness provided a fragile barrier, barely containing the primal urge building within.

Taehyung's face flushed, his cheeks burning with embarrassment.

Jen's and Yuna's gentle touches sent shivers down his spine; their hands, thighs, and legs in contact with his, electrifying his senses.

Jin whispered in silence, "Hey! Did you all notice?"

Jungkook's curiosity was piqued, "What?"

Jimin's eyes sparkled with knowing, "I did notice."

Namjoon, Hobi, and Suga chimed in unison, "What are you speaking?"

Jin's gaze locked onto Jimin, "At least you've noticed it, Jiminah!"

Jimin smirked, his confidence evident, "Of course, I will notice everything."

Jungkook intervened, "Hey, stop smirking, you two! Tell us what's happening?"

Jin's voice dropped to a whisper, "I saw Taehyung's di¢k getting tight and erected."

Jimin's voice was barely above a whisper, "So he covered it with a cushion."

Meanwhile on other hand,
Taehyung's face flushed, his voice low and urgent, "Excuse me. I need to use the washroom. Yuna, can you tell me where it is?"

Yuna's eyes locked onto Taehyung, her expression softening, "Come, I'll take you there."

Taehyung nodded and stood up, his movements swift. He followed Yuna, his eyes cast downward.

Jen spoke, her voice laced with concern, "I'm coming too."

Yuna's tone turned irritated, "You'll go with him too? Are you insane?"

Jen clarified, her voice firm, "What? No! I mean I'll use another washroom. I need to use it too. So show me where it is."

Yuna called a female maid, her voice firm, "Take this girl to the other washroom on the 1st floor."

The maid nodded, bowing respectfully, "Miss, come with me."

Jen shot Yuna an annoyed glance before leaving with the maid.

Yuna led Taehyung to an opulent washroom, adorned with marble countertops and crystal fixtures. "Here we are, Taehyung. I'll wait outside."

Taehyung nodded and stepped inside, closing the door behind him. The washroom was stunning, with air conditioners installed above every second fixture. He whispered to himself, "Yuna is no doubt filthy rich. Who has air conditioners in a washroom?"

As he attended to his needs, Taehyung marveled at the modern taps and luxurious amenities. "So many things here, I don't even know what they all do."

Finishing up, Taehyung opened the door to find Yuna waiting patiently. "I'm done, thanks Yuna."

Yuna smiled warmly. "Mention not, Taehyung. Come, we'll go to my room. We can talk there."

Just then, Jen appeared, her voice firm. "He's not coming with you, Yuna. Come, let's go back to the living room. Everyone's waiting."

Yuna's eyes narrowed. "When did you come? Anyway, we'll go upstairs. You go join the others."

Before Yuna or Jen could continue, Taehyung intervened, his voice calm. "We'll go to the living room, Yuna. We should be with everyone."

Jen grinned in triumph, her eyes sparkling with victory. Yuna acquiesced, her expression hinting at resignation, as she didn't have another option left.

The trio returned to the lavish living room, filled with plush couches and crystal chandeliers reflecting warm afternoon sunlight.

Taehyung joined the 6 boys, who were seated on a sprawling sectional sofa, their faces filled with curiosity. Jen settled into a solo couch, her confident posture radiating satisfaction. Yuna sat alone on another couch, her elegant demeanor masking her frustration.

Jungkook whispered mischievously, "Enjoyed yourself, Taehyung?"

Taehyung's face flushed, his voice laced with innocence. "Me? Why?what? How would I?"

Jimin chimed in, his smirk playful. "Oh, come on! It must have been so good for you to sit between them."

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