Prequel: Making the Black Cross | BTS GANG AU

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A/N: Potential trigger warning here for those struggling with disordered eating so tread carefully.

Clary had to keep her mouth from going agape, we don't deliver pizza to your address, the words rung through Clary's brain like a bell. What the fuck did she mean? It was the literal police. Okay don't panic. She told herself, but whilst her brain was trying to process what had just occurred the phone was snatched from her hand.

Namjoon looked down at the call list on the device and smirked, "Silly Clary, that restaurant doesn't deliver here the address is too far away."

Clary had never seen a human bare such a sly expression before. Why wasn't he mad? She glanced at him with a look that could cut through ice. Clearly they had won over each police faculty which left a burning question, Clary was not interested in games nor hiding from the other members. "If you have all police divisions under your influence then what is the point in holding us captive? Yes I witnessed a murder but it's not exactly like the police force will act if they are on your side." She refused to take her eyes away from him as she spoke with such confidence.

Much to her annoyance it was Hoseok who replied, in fact he snorted with laughter. "I thought you were supposed to be smart." He elbowed Jimin grinning.

"Fuck you I am just asking!" Clary retorted.

"Don't you dare speak with such language to your elders!" Seok Jin snapped, he looked intimidating in this light causing Clary to shiver. Sheesh it was just a swear word.

"Well I am waiting." She put her hands on her hips, looking over at Katie who looked like she wanted her friend to drop the conversation for an easier life, Clary could tell that her friend was anxious.

"We are in control of most divisions yes, however, you're smart, let's say we let you guys go and you build up your own, personal case against us. You know where we live, who we are, who we have killed, what we sell. It would be hard to get anyone to go against us yes but not impossible and that's not a risk I'm willing to take darling." Namjoon looked up from the phone he had been tapping on. Clary figured that he had taken ordering food into his own hands.

Clary gulped. When he said that he was aware that she knew the things they sold her blood ran cold. Had he known the entire time she had been stalking him? Why didn't he stop her then? Why did she never stop to think for a second that she could be running into a trap. She grew silent, thinking for a moment. Namjoon was so right that it bruised her ego, of course no matter how much of the outside they controlled it made sense that it was too late. She glanced at Katie, and promised that she'd think of an escape plan. They'd have to escape and go into hiding, it was the only way to freedom.

Clary sat down in between Katie and Taehyung. Her gaze fluctuated around the room to ensure Hoseok of all people was completely distracted (talking to Jimin) and not paying any attention toward herself at all. She tapped Katie's elbow gently, knowing that Taehyung was listening and that Namjoon was watching despite appearing to be on his phone. "Las cuatro en punto" she mumbled. Katie's eyes widened at the quick fired phrase which Clary had been lucky enough nobody had caught full wind in order to try and translate.

"Korean only please. Care to share with the team?" Taehyung nudged Clary with a devious look. She looked at Katie. "Without looking at Katie!" He ordered. She could feel the hot gaze of all eyes around the room.

Clary stared into Namjoon's soul as she spoke, "I said "Sneaky little bitches." She could feel anger brew within his stare.

"Hoseok is that correct?" Namjoon's stare did not leave Clary's eyes as he spoke to the boy across from him, it was daunting.