Danger.

Kim Namjoon.

"Him. Those dimples. That adorable, cheeky smile he always did that would make any girl's heart flutter. His bright, colorful hair. That nonchalant attitude he had was so alluring. There was something about him. He was different from everyone else. It's like he had this aura about him that would make you uncomfortable, in an intriguing way."

Namjoon.

I came out of the gas station with a sucker tucked in my cheek. Looking around, I opened the gas tank on the side of my car and inserted the nozzle. I combed my pink hair out of my face as I watched the cars on the street zoom by. Letting out a relaxed sigh, I checked my phone. Still no messages. Tae usually messages me when our new shipments arrive. He must have overslept and forgot. The worst scenario dawned on me. What if he got caught? I removed the gas pump from my car and chuckled to myself. Taehyung is crazy, but not that crazy. He's been in this business for a long time. He knows what to do. I shut the tank and got into my car. Turning the key's ignition, I slowly eased onto the busy street. I started to daydream, thinking about our crazy night last night.

Tae and I were walking back from the ice cream shop when we ran into these two dealers. I glanced over at him and it's like he could read my mind. We kept our heads down until one of them shouted at us. "Hey!" The man in a hoodie called out. T flipped him off and kept walking. I nudged his arm and laughed. "Relax man, I don't feel like going to jail again tonight." He laughed and looked back. I noticed that his smile slowly faded away and his eyes widened. I looked over my shoulder to see what struck him. The man in the hoodie had a gun. I dropped the ice cream and pulled Tae's arm, it was like he was frozen with fear. We ran down the street without looking back. When we felt like we were at a safe distance, we stopped to catch our breath. "You gotta stop flipping random people off." I said breathlessly. He stood up straight, holding his middle fingers high, and started mocking me. "You gotta stop flipping people off man," he said, copying my facial expressions. I laughed and pushed him. "Hajima~let's go."

"Oh shit!" I was snapped out of my flashback by a car randomly stopping in front of me. I rubbed my forehead and reclined my seat back. After a few minutes, I pulled into the driveway of our house. I just hope Tae is actually in there and not somewhere stranded.

A/N: hellooo. So I was bored and decided to write this story. I hope you liked it. I might try to add Korean into it, but I don't want the translation to be wrong. Anyway, please vote, share and comment what you think please! :)
Oh! "Hajima~" means stop it. Learned that from Got7