𝑨𝒍𝒑𝒉𝒂 / BTS (OT7) x Reader

[ Gotta have it ]

The subtle smell of blueberries slowly woke up the two men sharing a bed in some expensive penthouse in Tokyo.

Yoongi, who was covered from head to toe with the soft bedsheets, starts to flutter his eyes open.

Namjoon, on the other side, messily rolls around in the sheets to try to finally wake up.

They usually have more sleep hours when locked down in jail.

— Heavens... We haven't slept in such a nice bed for too long. — Suga mumbles as he now sits at the edge of the bed.

— I know, right? — Namjoon finally leaves the bed, starting to walk to the door.
— Where to?
— Need water.
— Hey! Namjoon-ah, wait-

The warning arrives too late.

RM has stepped out of the bedroom, standing sleepy in the middle of the living room.

— Damn, man. Wear some pijamas.

That's Alpha's voice coming from the kitchen counter, where she's having a cup of tea while, again, working on her computer.

The man who slept only in underwear runs and stumbles back to his bedroom, locking the door with the reddest face his partner has ever seen.

— We came with her, now you remember? — Suga laughs.

— I- I do.

— Hey, exhibitionist! — Alpha calls behind the door. — We three are going out, so get showered and dressed. You have 30 minutes.

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— Aren't you scared of going out like this? On your own?

Y/N, Namjoon, and Yoongi are walking down the most famous streets in Tokyo, to be specific, the side of the city where the expensive clothing brands are.

They're walking with no security around, even Y/N herself drove them  in one of the multiple cars that belonged to Kenjiro.

— Why would I be scared? — She walks in the middle of both men, the three walking side to side. — No one really knows who Alpha is. — And even so, everyone is turning heads to give a second look to the party of three. — Also, aren't you guys supposed to be working as my guards? Or is it that you can't comply with such a simple task?

— We can, of course. — Namjoon explains. — But Yoongi's right. We should avoid exposing your integrity like this. Everyone is watching us.

— Aren't you used to getting the attention? — She chuckled. — Handsome men in the gangsters' world are always the spotlight. Why are you so surprised?

Has she just complimented them?

As both men walk a little dizzy, Alpha abruptly stops in front of a luxurious clothing brand store.

— C'mon, scardy cats, get inside.

The inside of the place is just as luxurious as the outside. Someone from the staff immediately gets close to the customers.

— I want a suit for each man. — She spoke for everyone after the staff man greeted. — Something that fits like a glove... — She started to walk around the hall full of expensive suits. — Black. Not bowties, but ties. Something from the best of your best fabrics... Like this, maybe. — She finished her requests list, pointing to a coat suit.

They've been in a situation similar to this one, buying revealing dresses for the woman in turn for the night. But the current situation is different.

Y/N is the one sitting in the armchair, a glass of champagne in hand while both men stand on the stage, in front of a three-pieces mirror. Someone fixes the length of Namjoon's sleeves, and other staff man fix Yoongi's collar.