LOVE DAIRIES //NAMJOON X BTS SMUT//

QUEEN OF THIEVES✨💍

      CHAPTER 3

I slowly make my way out to the main room . I discarded my overcoat in the room itself, so I start to feel a little cold as I enter the hallway. The minute I enter the main hall a strong gush of wind from the open window tramples me making me lose my balance. My already weak self stumbles back and is almost about to fall when I'm met with a set of strong but gentle hands wrapping themselves securely around my shoulder, supporting me from the fall. I immediately tense up noticing it's definitely one of the gang members. The minute I steady myself I push the hands away and turn back to look at the face. Jin. What he told me in the air hangar replays in my head. 'Ill keep you safe.' Did he ever really mean it?

His expression looks offended as if me pushing his hands away was rude. Of course I would be scared. What right thing have they done that I can just so easily give my life in their hands. I would be utterly preposterous if I believe these people could save anyone. I have never been the type to believe in fairy tales woven my these masterminds just to justify themselves for the heinous crimes they commit. And I'm not about to fall into their trap this time either. I immediately turn away from Jin and go and settle on the couch.

Jin: Are you cold? I'll shut the windows if you are.

Oh.. so now he cares if I'm cold or not. Is he blind to the fact that I'm dying from the inside from just being here. And all this guy cares about is the cold from the outside. What about the cold within me now? Who can thaw that?

I just simply nod without even looking and I finally feel the strong winds quite down. But I don't thank him for that. I just simply sit there staring at the coffee table . I can hear Jin sigh behind me before he walks towards a different room and knocks twice in the door. After a few beats, Yoongi emerges from the room. Every muscle in my body stiffens just looking at that man's face. Besides it being impeccably gorgeous, it hides such terrors in its eyes. I start shivering nervously all over again. As he walks out I clearly see some papers rolled up under his arms. Some of them look like plain painting papers, while some of the others look like maps. I just sit there tense while he walks towards the coffee table in front of me and sets down all the papers. I was right, it's painting paper and a few maps. What, is he going to tell me to make replicas of maps?

I don't question Yoongi anything and just sit there silently waiting for someone to tell me what the heck is going to happen with me now. After setting the things down, Yoongi walks towards a shelf in the corner of the room and pulls out probably the most lavish and ornate tea tray set I had ever laid my eyes upon. It looks like it might be plated with real gold. Who knows? These people steal whatever they want and no one has ever been able to question it. Even this penthouse at the moment could be stolen. Even if it's not, it's still brought from the money they probably got from selling all the art they stole.

Yoongi elegantly pours himself a cup of tea and goes to sit on one of the armchairs placed beside me. Once again my nerves become a tangled mess having him this close but I don't show it. But something tells me Yoongi knows. He knows everything.

Yoongi: This is for you. It's for practice. You don't have a particular role in the gang like all of us here. We have a specific role for each of us and we excel in our fields. But your main role will be of the artist of our group. Your immaculate sense of art and desire surpasses all of us except me here. But I have other roles and jobs to do in and during the heists. I can't focus on the painting and artistic work of our heists at all. That's where we need you. Every heist of ours is mainly gaudy art pieces and I'm sure you are aware of that. Many parts of our heists need someone to draw or paint something. And that's exactly what you are going to do.