“So how is driving going to work, since we’ve got an extra person?” Yoongi asked Seokjin, who was pulling on his jacket. Taehyung didn’t ignore the fact that the question obviously wasn’t made out of curiosity, as he and the rest of the boys were grinning as they waited for an answer. He pulled on the scarf that was to make an improvised hood for him, apparently hiding the fact that he had hair that ended above his shoulders. When he looked in the mirror, it looked like he was just covering his hair.

Seokjin obviously knew what was going through the boys’ minds. “Some of us can take the regular cars,” he said.

“And…” Jimin asked, his face practically glowing with excitement.

The oldest boy sighed. “And you and Joon can take the Ghost.”

Said boys yelled out in happiness and shot out of the apartment before the other boys had even gotten a chance to start complaining. As Namjoon ran past Yoongi, the older boy quickly grabbed the silver braid ending at Namjoon’s waist and yanked downward. The younger boy yipped in pain but continued running as if nothing had happened. Also, as if nothing had happened, the boys left in the room began whining.

“Why do they always get to take the Ghost?”

“I haven’t taken it out in like, three months!”

Surprisingly, it was Jeongguk that had the loudest complaint. “But Jinnn, you said I could take the Ghost the next time.”

Seokjin silenced the rest of the boys with a glare before bringing his attention back to Jeongguk. “Sorry baby, next time. For right now, you really need to get more used to Taehyung-san.”

The poor boy paled at the thought of it. “But I don’t-”

“Too bad.”

Taehyung smiled. This Seokjin was just as strict as his Seokjin. Jeongguk huffed. “Fine, can I at least drive?”

Seokjin tossed him a ring of keys.

“I’ll take the Lamborghini,” Yoongi said. “Hobi, you wanna come with me?”

Taehyung eyes opened wide. Lamborghini? That was new.

Hoseok shook his head, his hair braid looking strangely like a golden snake. “Nah, I’ll stay with these two. Don’t go get food.”

Seokjin sighed, crossing his arms. “Of course you’ll take the gas guzzler. And then you’ll ask me to pay for it to get filled up.”

Yoongi shrugged. “Well, you shoulda let me take the Ghost, then.” Hoseok laughed as Yoongi walked out.  

Taehyung looked at Seokjin. “What the hell is the Ghost?” he asked.

“You’ll see,” Jeongguk said quietly. Taehyung looked at him and had to smile at the memories of when Jeongguk had been this shy around him before. With the youngest’s hair pulled back and his face containing no makeup, Taehyung could easily see the scar on his left cheekbone. It seemed oddly larger and deeper than Taehyung remembered it being, but maybe it was just because it had been a few days since he had last seen it. It’s not like he had