"Hyung, I know you took it." Jungkook growled in annoyance.
"In case you haven't noticed, my dear Jungkookie. We aren't exactly the same size and style. I go for fashion while you go for... slop." Jimin scoffed, turning back to the table where he was playing cards with Taehyung and Yoongi. He grabbed his drink, taking a sip from it.
"If it's slop, then return it!" Jungkook pointed an accusing finger that the elder. Jimin rolled his eyes in annoyance while Taehyung snickered. The maknae turned to him.
"You took it, didn't you?" He glared.
"Why would I? I have dozens of clothes, more than you. Why would I want to take your sweatshirt?" Taehyung chuckled, raising an eyebrow at his cards.
"Fold." Yoongi threw his cards down, cursing under his breath. He held the top of his whiskey glass, giving it a swirl to let the ice cube melt with the liquid. Jungkook sighed, falling onto the next chair.
"It's just a sweatshirt, I have no idea why you're so bothered by it missing. Just buy another one." Yoongi said.
"It's new, hyung. I haven't even got a chance to wear it yet! And I waited so long for it to arrive from Italy. I know it's always one of these two hyungs that take my things just to spite me." Jungkook glared at the two. The two turned to the maknae with a synchronised shrug. Taehyung shuffled the cards and began giving them out.
"You in?" He asked.
"Fine." Jungkook turned to the table. There were soon shrieks and the light patter of footsteps.
"Ah! Namjoon, stop chasing me." The 4 heard your giggles echoing through the mansion, them all breaking out into an affectionate smile. Compared to you, Namjoon's heavy footsteps stomped against the ground.
"Then come here so I'll stop chasing you!" He laughed in reply.
"No!" All 4 heads turned to see you running down. As you ran past the boys playing cards, you smiled and waved. They returned the action and laughed.
"Don't make her fall, Namjoon ah." Yoongi cautioned. Namjoon just ran after you. The moment after both of you disappeared down the other corridor, they heard you scream.
"Noooooo!" They all burst out laughing, knowing Namjoon caught you.
"Hey... Kook, did you see what (y/n) was wearing?" Jimin suddenly asked after the laughter had died down. Yoongi and Taehyung turned to the youngest in confusion while Jungkook frowned slightly, tilting his head before he finally realised and his eyes widened.
The boys had all come back from work to see you asleep on the couch. You wore either Namjoon or Yoongi's large 'Fear of God' shirt. Jin scooped you up in his arms.
"Hmm?" You stirred awake to see yourself being carried up the stairs.
"Hello, jagi." Jin smiled.
"You're all back from work." You yawned while they let out a collective hum. You leaned into Jin's broad chest tiredly.
"Baby, where are your pants?" Jungkook asked. In your sleepy stupor, you didn't really understand his question. It took a few seconds of processing with Hoseok lightly touching your bare calf.
"Oh... The shirt was so big... Wearing pants or bottoms was too warm. But don't worry, the shirt covers everything." You let out another yawn. The boys brought you to your room with the intention of getting you pants. They didn't like that anyone else could possibly see you just walking around the house in an oversized shirt.
"Woah." Taehyung said as he stood in front of your closet.
"It's fine, guys. I'm going to sleep anyway, I can just find pants when I wake up." You chuckled, rubbing your eyes.
"She's a serial thief." You realised the boys were no longer around you. Instead, they stood in your closet, huddled together, looking around the more or less filled space.
"What?" You shuffled over.
"So this is where my leather jacket disappeared to." Yoongi noted, grasping the material. The initials 'MYG' was stitched on the sleeve so there was no doubt that this was his, the very one that disappeared from his closet.
"Hey. Don't touch. I'm wearing that." You slapped his hands away.
"What?! That's mine. My name is literally sewn onto the sleeve." Yoongi took it out to show you the light grey stitching on the sleeve. You just shrugged. Hoseok was holding up a few hats, all of which also belonged to him originally. Taehyung pulled a coat out.
"I finally found my coat!" Just to verify that it was his, he opened it and looked at the inner lining. It was definitely his, he specifically chose this lining when he had this coat tailored.
"Explain." The boys all faced you.
"There's nothing to explain. Your clothes are nice and I wear them. They smell like you... If you don't like it, I can just return them." You tried to play this off as coolly as you thought your could, not wanting to give yourself away.
"Awww." Jimin hugged you tightly, kissing your temple. That was the end of it, your cheeks flushed a deep red.
"Just take it all back." You waved them off.
"We'll take some back, the others we'll leave for you. But if you ever want to borrow clothes, you're more than welcome to." Namjoon patted your head with a chuckle.
"Yeah. You're our woman. If wearing our clothes remind you of us, we'll be more than happy to give our clothes to you, jagi. Who knows, it may do us a favour and ward off other man trying to steal you from us." Jin laughed and the others nodded their heads in agreement. You rolled your eyes, they could be so possessive at times.
"Plus, you look so good in my shirt." Yoongi smirked, wrapping an arm around your waist.
"Stop." You blushed as you buried your head against his chest.
"Yoongi hyung is right, you do look good. But maybe next time, wear my shirt so you can smell like me too." Jungkook hugged you from the back, planting kisses against the back of your neck.
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Between The Bloodshed
FanfictionGenre: Mafia!AU, Romance Being a freelance doctor, this was just supposed to be any other job, helping a private client and taking care of him through his recovery. But you were not expecting to get caught in something so much darker that would chan...