Night fell slowly over the private beach villa.
From the outside, everything looked peaceful. Soft waves rolled toward the sand, lights glowed warmly from the windows, and music drifted faintly from inside.
But inside the villa, tension hung heavy in the air.
The earlier news about the infiltrator had changed everything.
Namjoon stood near the large glass window, arms crossed, staring into the dark ocean.
Jungkook leaned against the kitchen counter, spinning a knife slowly between his fingers.
Yoongi sat on the couch with his laptop open, quietly tracing financial logs and communications.
Jimin and Taehyung whispered near the hallway, reviewing security footage on Taehyung's tablet.
Jin paced.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
"Whoever it is," he muttered, "they're extremely stupid."
Yoongi didn't look up.
"Or extremely confident."
Namjoon's voice was calm, but dangerous.
"No one infiltrates us without consequences."
The entire room felt colder.
Then—
A tiny voice broke through the tension.
"…Joony?"
Six heads turned immediately.
Hoseok stood in the hallway.
Barefoot.
Hair messy.
Eyes glossy.
And clutching the plush dolphin Taehyung had given him earlier.
The moment Namjoon saw his expression, he already knew.
Regression.
Bad.
Namjoon softened instantly.
"Come here."
Hoseok shuffled forward slowly.
Small.
Uncertain.
"…Feel funny."
Jimin crouched down to his level.
"How little are you, baby?"
Hoseok held up one shaky finger.
"…One."
Everyone's heart broke a little.
Jungkook immediately moved closer.
"Aw, Hobi…"
Hoseok looked around nervously.
"…Scared."
Namjoon lifted him gently into his arms.
"It's okay. We're here."
Hoseok buried his face into Namjoon's shoulder and whimpered softly.
"Don't go…"
Taehyung rubbed his back gently.
"We're not leaving."
Yoongi closed his laptop.
"If he's this small, we shouldn't talk about this stuff around him."
Jin nodded.
"Agreed."
For a moment the mafia bosses weren't criminals.
They were simply six men trying to comfort the one person who made their lives softer.
The Calm Before the Storm
Half an hour later, Hoseok was sitting on the couch between Jimin and Jungkook.
Wrapped in a blanket.
Clutching his dolphin.
Yoongi dimmed the lights to keep the atmosphere calm.
Taehyung sat on the floor, letting Hoseok play with his hair.
Namjoon watched quietly from the armchair.
Jin returned from the kitchen with warm milk.
"Here, baby."
Hoseok sipped slowly.
Still small.
Still fragile.
But slowly calming.
Then Jungkook's phone buzzed.
He glanced at the message.
His expression darkened.
Namjoon noticed immediately.
"What."
Jungkook stood.
"Someone accessed the villa security system."
Taehyung frowned.
"That's impossible."
Yoongi's eyes narrowed.
"…Unless they're already inside."
Silence.
Everyone in the room slowly stood.
Hoseok blinked in confusion.
"…Why quiet?"
Namjoon gently set him down on the couch.
"Stay here, okay?"
Hoseok grabbed his sleeve instantly.
"…Don't go."
Namjoon hesitated.
Then kissed his forehead.
"We'll be right back."
The six men spread out through the villa.
Searching.
Checking every room.
Every hallway.
Every door.
But they didn't see the shadow slipping silently through the back corridor.
The Kidnapping
Hoseok waited on the couch.
Small legs tucked under the blanket.
Dolphin plush pressed against his chest.
The villa suddenly felt very big.
Very quiet.
"…Joony?"
No answer.
"…Kookie?"
Silence.
His tiny heart began beating faster.
"…Jiminie?"
Then—
A soft sound behind him.
A floorboard creaked.
Hoseok turned slowly.
A tall man stood near the hallway.
Hoseok didn't recognize him.
"…Who you?"
The man smiled coldly.
"So this is the famous sunshine."
Hoseok's lips trembled.
"…No like stranger."
He tried to stand.
But the man moved faster.
A cloth pressed over Hoseok's mouth.
Hoseok struggled weakly.
"Mmph—!"
The world spun.
His vision blurred.
Tears filled his eyes.
"…Joony…"
And everything went black.
When the Sun Disappears
Ten minutes later—
Namjoon returned to the living room.
"Hoseok?"
The couch was empty.
Namjoon froze.
"Hoseok?"
Jungkook walked in from the hallway.
"Did he go to the bathroom?"
Jimin returned from the balcony.
"I thought he was with you."
Yoongi stepped forward slowly.
"…No."
Taehyung's voice dropped.
"…Where is he."
Namjoon's chest tightened.
"Hoseok!"
Silence.
Then Jungkook noticed something on the floor.
The plush dolphin.
Namjoon's voice turned deadly quiet.
"…Someone took him."
Everything changed.
The air itself seemed to grow violent.
Jungkook's pupils shrank.
"…They touched him."
Yoongi grabbed his laptop again.
"I'm tracking the security breach."
Taehyung's hands shook with rage.
"I'm going to kill them."
Jimin's usual softness disappeared completely.
"They have five minutes."
Namjoon's voice was ice.
"No."
He picked up Hoseok's plush.
"They have zero."
Hoseok Wakes Up
Somewhere far from the villa—
Hoseok slowly regained consciousness.
Everything felt strange.
His head hurt.
His hands were tied.
The room was dark.
And he was very, very small.
"…Joony…"
Tears immediately filled his eyes.
He looked around.
Strangers.
Cold walls.
A chair.
A single dim light.
His tiny chest heaved with panic.
"…Kookie…"
No answer.
"…Jinnie…"
The door opened.
The same man from the villa walked in.
"Well, look who woke up."
Hoseok shook his head weakly.
"…Wanna go home."
The man laughed.
"You're not going anywhere."
Hoseok's breathing quickened.
His regression deepened further.
"…Need Joony…"
The man crouched in front of him.
"Your mafia boyfriends will come eventually."
Hoseok whimpered.
"…Scared."
"Good."
The man stood again.
"Cry louder. Maybe they'll hear you."
Hoseok curled into himself.
Tears streaming down his face.
"…Joony… please…"
Six Monsters Unleashed
Back at the villa—
Yoongi slammed his laptop shut.
"I found them."
Namjoon's eyes burned with fury.
"Location."
Yoongi sent the address to everyone's phones.
"A warehouse near the harbor."
Jungkook grabbed his jacket.
"They're dead."
Taehyung checked his gun calmly.
"No arguments."
Jimin's voice was frighteningly soft.
"No mercy."
Jin looked toward the door.
"For Hoseok."
Namjoon picked up the plush dolphin.
And his voice carried absolute promise.
"We're bringing our sunshine home."
The Rescue
The warehouse doors exploded open.
Gunshots echoed.
Men shouted.
Bodies fell.
The six mafia leaders moved like a storm.
Fast.
Precise.
Unstoppable.
Jungkook knocked one man unconscious with a single punch.
Taehyung disarmed two guards instantly.
Yoongi fired a warning shot that made the remaining men scatter.
Namjoon grabbed the leader by the collar.
"Where is he."
The man laughed nervously.
"Too late—"
Namjoon slammed him into the wall.
"Wrong answer."
Then—
A tiny voice echoed from down the hallway.
"…Joony…"
Everything stopped.
Namjoon's head snapped toward the sound.
"Hoseok."
They ran.
The door burst open.
And there he was.
Tied to a chair.
Crying.
Small.
Terrified.
The moment Hoseok saw them—
His entire face crumpled.
"JOONY!"
Namjoon rushed forward immediately, cutting the ropes and pulling him into his arms.
"I'm here."
Hoseok sobbed violently.
"Joony…Joony…Joony…"
Jungkook knelt beside them.
"It's okay baby."
Jimin kissed his hair.
"You're safe."
Taehyung wiped his tears gently.
"No one's touching you again."
Yoongi checked him carefully for injuries.
Jin hugged them all from behind.
The men who ruled the criminal underworld…
Were trembling.
Because they almost lost the one person who made their world bright.
The Engagement
Later that night—
Back at the villa.
Hoseok sat curled between them on the couch.
Still small.
Still clinging to Namjoon's shirt.
Jungkook suddenly spoke.
"…We're doing it."
Taehyung blinked.
"Doing what?"
Jungkook looked at everyone seriously.
"Getting married."
Jin smiled slowly.
"I knew my proposal would work."
Yoongi sighed.
"…I hate that he's right."
Jimin laughed softly.
"I'm in."
Namjoon looked down at Hoseok.
"Baby."
Hoseok sniffled.
"…Yes?"
Namjoon brushed his hair gently.
"Will you marry us?"
Hoseok blinked slowly.
"…All of you?"
"Yes."
Hoseok smiled sleepily.
"…Okay."
Six mafia bosses immediately relaxed.
Decision made.
Bond sealed.
And this time—
No one would ever take their sunshine away again.