𝑨𝒍𝒑𝒉𝒂 / BTS (OT7) x Reader

[ Trip ]

A black van coming from the south parked exactly 10 kilometers away from the real location to investigate.

The first person that got out from this vehicle was a young guy; black sleeveless t-shirt and a harness over it; the tattoos adorning his right arm were so eye catching that this boy surely would be the enemies' first target and the main target for women. It was Jungkook, swaying kicking the dust under his heavy boots.

Immediately after JK, a man in a fitted leather suit standed beside, he left behind that signature sparkly earring, but black high boots and black leather gloves were something stylish to wear during the expedition. This is JM, with no weapons on sight, that's maybe the reason for him to stand between JK and the next guy getting out of the car.

The milky skin of his shines under the full moon. Combat boots left a heavy mark, showing silently the determination and strength he carries during every job he does. Adding that intimidating machine gun over his back, Suga carried an scary aura that most probably made any one to think twice about getting any closer to them.

The next one in line was the man in black camouflage clothes - maybe heritage of those military days - with some visible knifes tightened to his belt. The combat boots similar to Suga's stopped in front of the three men already waiting and next thing, Seokjin declared:

— Exactly ten kilometers from the main spot, RM.

At this sound, the last man in the van appeared to the dim light of the desert place.

The tight black jeans gave you an idea of how many hours he spent working on his legs; a black leather jacket covered his arms from the fresh night breeze and the remarkable wine shirt covering his plain chest screamed silently that this man, RM, was the boss there.

— Great. Let's wait fo-

The phrase couldn't be finished. A van similar like theirs skidded in front of them all, catching the attention of all eyes and ears there.

The biggest door opened and a bulky man got down from there. Black tight turtle neck made his upper body stand out, a punch of that man and next thing you see is your grave. Two guns were secured to his sides and just that. JK eyed him up and down, after all him and this man, Epsilon, had almost the same job. Who will perform better today?

Almost at the same time, from the driver's side gets down a tall figure in a long black trench coat. The dressing pants and shirt in dark tones never left his fashion, adding to the looks the long part of his interesting pink hair tied in a ponytail and the black surgical mask so he looks mysterious, without even considering the weapons hidden under his clothes.

This man was Sanzu, just in time to extend his hand for the next and last member inside the van to take.

The lady coming down from the van was wearing all leather black; jeans, top, coat, gloves and boots. Her hair was styled in a high ponytail so she seemed taller; the red lipstick adorning her full lips and the long shadow she projected made everyone realize that she's the one in charge.

— This is no red carpet, girl — JK and his eagerness to make the girl uncomfortable speak first, but she just flashes an smirk.

— Do I look that good? — He didn't find the words to talk back, just rolled his eyes at an evident defeat. — Good morning, RM. — She immediately averted her eyes to the man with red wine shirt, the same one that checked on his watch and smiled, exactly 00:00.

— Good morning, Alpha. Shall we begin?

— We shall. — She nodded and then touched her ear lightly — Guys, how do you see our next ten kilometers?