Seeing you on TV made them angrier than the fight they had faced off with you but somewhere they all were hiding their tiny little euphoria.

Jimin and Jungkook excused themselves to your room and once they entered, their bodies landed on your bed as they cuddled with pillows.

They missed you a lot. Your smile. Your voice. Your presence. Your innocence and passion. Everything.

"Hyung, I miss her a lot~" Jungkook whined to his elder brother.

"I do too, Jungkook-ah. Hug?" Jungkook slid his hands across Jimin's torso, embracing his brother as they both thought about you who now suddenly became independent without them. The two taught you despite what their elder brothers told you. They taught you every dance move, how to control your vocals, and were surprised about your rapping skills. To you, they were the best brothers. And to them, you were the best sister.

"Let's just hope Y/N carries out a happy life with her new circle, right Jungkookie?"

Jungkook hugged his brother tighter in remembrance of you calling him that way. Under the twinkly sky on a soaring night, both the brothers in your room hugged while you remained in your new room. All three embraced each other through their hearts and connected just by the melody they liked singing together.

You were the last one to enter the dim backstage after your performance only to find it empty. Looking around when you were gripped from the back as a piece of cloth flew towards your face and just about instantly, you lost all touch with reality.

The room you woke up in was completely dark. Your swollen eyes had difficulty navigating your surroundings. You tried to move but in vain, realizing you were tied to a chair. Your cries came out muffled as your mouth was shut with the adhesive strength of a white duct tape.

You could not move, you could not cry and you could not save yourself. All you could do was pray that your brothers could save you. You felt guilty, for not being careful, for arguing with the people you loved, who were only trying to keep you safe. Your muffled cries came to a halt as the darkroom somewhat lit up. There was a single door through which entered a dark silhouette.

"Initially I thought you were so different from your brothers, that you are fragile," The voice paused to continue again, "But Oh! I was so very wrong. Your brothers are the same as you. Fragile little ken dolls. So incompetent. Could not even keep their sister safe." He laughed a peal of evil laughter, peeling off the duct tape from your face.

"Who are you? What do you want?" You spoke, your mouth strained.

"Me? I'm a friend." He spoke almost mockingly," and all I want is sweet revenge."

Another fit of laughter engrossed him, "That rhymed too! Ha. I should be a poet."

"Leave me or else my brothers will burn you alive. I swear."

"Ah, feisty! I see. Well, I don't care. Killing me is near impossible, dear."

"They are the biggest Mafia Gang in Korea, what makes you think they won't be able to kill you, you bastard." You spoke whilst gritting your teeth.

"I don't think they will be the biggest Mafia gang in Korea after this. I will be the leader. A leader everyone fears. The Mafia God." He looked you in the eye, "Let's be real for once! They did not once find out how I have been keeping an eye on you for almost a year now, do they? Does this answer your questions?"

Fear had then gripped you. The information that you were being followed messed with your brain. You were not alone, your friends were with you. They had been in danger all this while, not having a single clue about it. A loud thud made both of them turn their head towards the source.

"I must say you did a good job at hiding her. Just that you are nearly not as skilled as we are, spoke Hoseok with mockery.

Jungkook's eyes instantly landed on you. His eyes scanned you of any injury, any at all. Seeing none he visibly relaxed. All of them had their guns pointed at none other than Kang Hee-goon. The rival mafia gang leader of BTS.

"Let me tell you, Namjoon. This is the end of BTS. I knew you all would come here to save your precious little sister." Hee-goon fake-smiled.

Taehyung took a sharp intake of breath, trying to calm his fury. All the boys moved forward, their guns still pointed. Just then, Hee-goon took his gun out, pointing it at you.

"I could play this game all day but unfortunately we don't have time."

"We are not afraid of a scoundrel like you!" Shouted Yoongi.

"Oh, you will be. Point your guns at each other and shoot when I count to 1. If you don't, I will shoot her and this entire place will blow up with you all inside."

For the first time, fear flashed in their eyes. Seokjin looked at you, the gun shaking in his unsteady hands, and then went back to his brothers in desperation to save you.

"I'm sorry hyung but trust me, this is the only way" Jungkook spoke, pointing his gun towards Hoseok. And instantly Jimin turned towards Yoongi and pointed his gun. All the boys were now targeting each other.

"Oppa, don't do this, please. There is still time. Get out of here." You shouted between sobs.

"You are the most precious person to us, Y/N. We know what we are doing." Namjoon spoke up in a broken voice.

"We will save you with our life. We promised mom, didn't we?" Said Taehyung with a sad smile.

The counting in the background was muffled until a clear 3 was heard.

"2!" Hee-goon spoke with a smirk.

"1!" And in no time a gunshot echoed inside the empty warehouse.

Your eyes shut themselves, unwilling to see your brothers' death. You felt yourself loosening. Your hands and legs were almost untied. You fluttered open your eyes just to see Jimin beside you, freeing you from the bondage. In front, the others hit Hee-goon mercilessly.

Hee-goon was no less, as he landed a hard punch on Seokjin's face, making blood gush down his nose. Jungkook thrashed him to the ground and as soon as he landed, all movements stopped.

The brothers now stood beside you. Seeing their sister bruised and in pain ached their hearts. They might have been tough to you but that never meant they did not love you. But the misfortune was not yet over. Yoongi from the corner of his eyes saw Kang Hee-goon slowly standing up. His hand clutching a gun, pointing it at them.

"If I am going to die, I'll take one of you with me and unfortunately it has to be your precious sister." He spoke, surprising the others.

His finger pulled the trigger, the bullet moving towards you. Only it did not touch you, instead, you heard a gasp. All eyes were towards the sudden gasp, finding that Yoongi had pulled you out of its way and the bullet found its way into Yoongi's left arm.

"Oppa!" You spoke softly. "Oppa, why? Why did you do this?" tears were streaming down your face as words left your mouth.

All Yoongi did was give a soft smile to you. Jimin had lost all sanity. He moved dangerously forward. Hee-goon was now frantically pulling the trigger of his gun but in vain. The pistol had no bullets left.

Holding him by his neck, Jimin choked him, throwing him to the ground harshly after.

The fear of death was evident in Hee-goon's eyes, as Jimin hit him on his head with the base of the gun. Yoongi walked forward covering his wound with his right hand and his left, holding the gun. Four bullets mercilessly pierced Hee-goon's body, all at different places, taking his life.

"Y/N! Sleep beside me!" Seokjin yanked you close to his chest.

"No! She is sleeping beside me!" Jimin declared and seized you by your legs and pulled you in his embrace.

"No me! I am her twin!" Heads spooked at Jungkook. "What?" He spat. "It is true though- We were born in the same year.", he stated as a matter of fact.

"Same year, not the month, coconut head," Yoongi said, who took you by the arms and nestled you in thin air.

"Does that even matt- Excuse me? My hair is not brown and I am NOT a coconut head!"

"See for yourself, and give Y/N to me hyung, please~," Namjoon said, being all cute with his dimples, but it only frustrated you.

"Stop it! I am my own!", you yelled, as your hands flew in the air. "I sleep on my own! Who are you guys to toss me around, huh? I know you all are excited to have this sleepover, BUT DON'T SUFFOCATE ME!" You screamed in impatience which only made the boys grimace.

"...Seokjin hyung," Hoseok called as he stared at the blank wall.

"Yes?" Asked the said man.

"Y/N is just the copy-paste of you, no doubts. Beautiful features, vocals so damn good and then...rant it like a rap- Ow" He yelped when the elder gave him two smacks below his neck. "Hyung..", he whined, as he rubbed the sore spot.

"STOB IT!" Both Seokjin and you screamed on top of their lungs. Multiple eyes were staring at both of you with a glint of mischief and fun.

"..Twins by the mind for sure-"

"I SAID STOB!"

None of them came to think Seokjin and you would go on ranting about how your brothers were always wanting to make fun of them when poor you had only come today to have a sleepover with them after an extremely long time.

After Hee-Goon was killed, Yoongi was hospitalized immediately and he was under constant supervision, you later apologized to all your brothers for your debuting decision. However, your eyes teared when they told you to proceed to do the same thing because what you did made not only you but many people happy.

You cried in their arms for hours, grateful for having brothers like them. After the successful recovery of Yoongi, the siblings made sure to meet up with each other once a month, at least. Due to your vigorous schedule as an idol, that was the most they could do. And whenever they did meet, they'd have some party. And today it was a slumber party, but they only got to hear rants from their eldest brother and youngest sister.

Everyone finally calmed down and their beds splayed out, They fell asleep one by one, each one hugging somebody else. Seokjin and Taehyung may be the most handsome ones out of everyone but the way they messed up their hair before sleeping made them look like wrecked children.

Yoongi and Namjoon were hard to comprehend, but nothing stopped the two from looking adorably cute with a big plushie squeezed between them. Hoseok and Jungkook were loud and the younger took a lot of space for himself. So, Hoseok right before he slept took another tent and set his bed with Jungkook's in it.

Jimin and you laid half awake, encircling each other close under one blanket. You talked and talked about how life in the house was different before you left, your busy life, self-defense, etc. till it got so calming that you both fell deep in your slumber, together this time in one dreamland.

You fantasized about all the siblings with your parents, playing together contentedly in a nice little picnic, because up until now, all of you wanted the same thing to happen, knowing it is never going to be possible but it was okay. As long as you had each other, it was fine. 

Everything was fine.

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