10000 Hours | liskook

26| pickpocket

❝I'd love to steal the stars for you, but for now it's your wallet that I want.❞
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Word Count: 1724

«NARRATION»

Jungkook glanced at the station clock as he tried his shoelaces after getting off the train.

For a Friday afternoon the Seoul metro station wasn't cluttered with people today, he remarked.

His eyes were fixated on the phone, looking into the bus route that would lead him to his brother's apartment.

He typed in the address his brother had texted him, though his ears perked up hearing some footsteps from behind.

Normally Jungkook wouldn't have noticed, but his gut feeling was signaling that something was about to happen with him.

He discreetly turned his head, only to find a black hooded figure briskly pacing towards his direction.

He pulled the sleeves of his leather jacket, revealing his tattooed arm, pretending to be unaware of his surroundings.

It was a trick he had mastered all by his experience, it was a way to boost the person's ego and instigate them to make a move.

And that's what exactly happened; because just a moment later, a hand forcefully shoved into his jacket pocket, making the boy widen his eyes at the lack of effort to even stay subtle and furtive while committing the thievery.

"Uhm, excuse me?" Jungkook cleared his throat, making the stranger flinch as they fish out the first object inside, immediately withdrawing their hands off as they subsequently sprinted off in panic, arms flaired in the air.

Jungkook stood in shock of what just happened. No, he wasn't mad at the person who just stole his wallet; instead, all he could wonder about was the fact that how person can be this bad at stealing?

With a scoff of amusement and disbelief, he dashed behind the person, chasing them around the corner and within seconds, he was able to grab the collar much sooner than expected.

"Fuckㅡ" the stranger squealed before trying to get away from Jungkook's grip that tightened around their waist.

However with all their strength, they deftly push Jungkook making both of them topple and roll over onto the ground, yelping out a false pitched cry.

Jungkook shut his eyes close with the sudden impact, only to open them the instant he felt his back hitting the floor, the person straddled over him.

"Don't mess with the boss of the game." He smirked, as he skillfully snatched his wallet from the delicate grip.

Well ofcourse, Jeon Jungkook considered to be a professional pickpocket himself, although it couldn't be denied for a fact that he was sharp and skilled at it.

The person, apparently a she, got off from him as the hood slipped off, revealing her light brown hair tied into a bun with bangs that framed her face.

"Holy shit." Jungkook exclaimed.

She was certainly breathtaking.