"He is a good boy," Yoongi insisted, worried about what Namjoon would think of him. Think of Ten, for that matter. They were good for each other ninety percent of the time, until it got like this. He stared out the window, suddenly pointing. "That's them there!"

"Let's get them." Jackson opened the door right away and ran as fast as he could, finally managing to catch up to Hobi, who'd tried to run. He hoped Namjoon could catch the other one. "Hey there. Where do you think you're going, huh?"

"Let go!" Hobi did recognise Jackson. One hell of a coincidence. What the fuck was wrong with Yoongi? "Let me go! I didn't do anything!"