He opened the door slowly, the only source of light was the moonlight entering his room. Yerim was still sleeping peacefully, and her hair was disheveled everywhere. Smiling, the man closed the door and went to his wardrobe, changing back to his attire before and throw away his hoodie and jeans inside the basket. The clock strike 4.30 in the morning, and he was gone for a long time. Slipping inside the duvet, he pulled her closer to him, and Yerim was slightly awake.
"Where you been?,"her soft raspy voice startled him, but he was quick to regain his sense.
"I forgot about the ice cream we had before. So I went to put it inside the refrigerator"
"You smell like your car now"
His facial expression changed, but Yerim eyes was closed so she didn't see the slight shock at his face. "I took out some files from the car after the ice cream, probably I was in there for too long. You really have a sharp sense Yerim"
She hummed before nuzzling to him closer, causing the man breath to hitch. Her scent lingered to his nose, making him almost losing to his temptation on devouring her at such hour. Yoongi never knew how a woman could bewitched him so much that it pissed him off because he wasn't the type to be so greedy over something, except his own work. Decreasing the gap between them, he tried to remain his composure preventing himself to do things that might end up having them both breathless.
"Sometimes, you need to let yourself loose Yoongi. Try not to stress yourself about work"
"That's why I have you to vent out my stress. Of course in my own way. Like you have your Oreo, I have you."
She chuckled before kissing his chest that was covered with the silk pyjamas and drifted back to sleep. After a few seconds, he sensed the woman had went back to her slumber, earning a small smile from Yoongi. Kissing her hair a few times, he closed her eyes but his mind was still wondering about what happened at the port.
"Are we done with the last group?"
"Yes, thanks to Taehyung things work faster than before. Guess the training he got from Namjoon was worth it"
Yoongi nodded at Hoseok words before eyeing the ship in front of them. The night was calm, no police patrolling them and Yoongi don't have to pretend that he is handling some mishap of his cargo that night. The younger, Taehyung had been sucking his lollipop and let it out with a pop sound before looking at him with soft smile. He looked more like a boy than a man, but Yoongi knew his duality was so scary that Yoongi never wish to see it himself.
Just when he was about to speak something, he spotted Jimin running to them and when they were closer enough, the smell of whiskey could be smelled faintly. Yoongi looked at him with a scowl,cursing in his mind that the man probably drunk and drive to get here, His face was panic, and Hoseok went closer to him.
"What is it, Jimin?"
"The police were after me, and I think they are coming here"
Hoseok looked at the elder, knowing how much his friend hated the police and always find it hard to deal with them. Another problem is, Yoongi don't usually get mad at Jimin, even when he is always the problem that they almost get caught. Once, Jimin set out a fire at a hotel in Daegu and hide himself here, without telling them and the police came just to search for him. Luckily, Seokjin was there to handle it and he assured Jimin wasn't here, when he was actually hiding at one of their cargo. Now he wasn't here, so Yoongi need to settle it.
"Go to Namjoon room with Taehyung. We'll settle this and please Jimin, stop doing those reckless things when this shit is more reckless than yours"
"Blame the Uber to not accepting my request. By the way Taehyung! When did you come back?"
He sounded enthusiastic and the man let out a boxy smile before leading them to a two-storey building behind them. Namjoon was nowhere to be seen, probably already heading back to their main office at the front for other works. He don't usually dirtied his hand with Yoongi works, but there are time he came to help when they are short of hand.
"You want me to handle them?"
"I'll look from a far. I'm in no mood to handle those shits this night"
They headed back to the main office, making sure no suspicious movement was made and headed there. Once they arrived, Yoongi could see the blue and right light of the police car at the main gate. The guards were stopping them to enter, so Hoseok step outside leaving Yoongi watching everything. At first the cops were asking him simple question and about Jimin car which was nowhere to be seen, probably the man ditched it somewhere. Then he started to ask unnecessary question to him that Yoongi felt annoyed by it.
He was about to step in when he heard the stern voice of the officer, "Oh I know there is something wrong with this port, Jung Hoseok. But you can hide as long as you want. I have plenty of time to dig this port before my retirement"
Hoseok didn't flinched and let out a smile. He knew police were suspecting this place so much, but he thought they were being stupid to dig something here when they couldn't handle a child who had been kidnapped and was found death right in front of the police station. As if the killer wanted to prove to them that they were useless. Well Hoseok admitted his words right, not his wrong doings.
Yoongi who had been hearing everything eyed the officer, clearly he look like someone more powerful than those lousy cops he handle before. Maybe he was constable, or a detective. He didn't care less, but his eyes were examining the strict face of the man, how deadly his stare is at Hoseok and suddenly, he looked at him causing Yoongi to walk away while hiding his face. There is no way he is letting the man to see him, it's good that Hoseok was the one who handle him.
It was when Yoongi knew, that face will be the start of everything crumple to pieces.
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Oreo. // m.y.g
Fanfiction" You see the inner side of the Oreo?" "Hmm?" "It's white, just like your pale skin" "I'm still not eating that" In which he tried to not get involved with humans, until he met the preschool teacher who loved Oreo more than anything. Book 3 in Illeg...