Gangsta's Paradise

one

"I have to say," Seokjin says as he adjusts the shining cutlery on his now empty plate before continuing, "I didn't expect you to show up."

Yoongi stretches his arm to scratch his knee where the skin still stings from a freshly healed wound. They are sitting opposite each other, Yoongi in his baggy hoodie and Seokjin with so many rings on his fingers that Yoongi lost count minutes ago.

"As if you would have let me stay away. And if we're done with the chitchat, I'd like to know why the fuck you brought me here," Yoongi says, his eyes leaving Seokjin to instead run over the scenery around him. Huge windows replace what should have been walls and the sun's reflection makes the empty dining room seem almost comfortable. Yet Yoongi feels his skin itch under Seokjin's heavy gaze as the two of them sit alone in the quiet room, clattering china the only sound filling the air. Yoongi has always hated the sea and even though they are currently sitting in a yacht bigger than his whole apartment building, he still feels seasick.

"You're still all about business I see," Seokjin chuckles, voice light-hearted in contrast to his tightening shoulders, "didn't your father teach you any manners?" Yoongi hears the unspoken words, clear as the plate in front of him; didn't he teach you any manners before he left you? Yoongi wants to roll his eyes at Seokjin's cheap attempt to piss him off.

"And I see you're still trying to trigger my daddy issues." Yoongi clicks his tongue. "Same old routines but what's your point?"

"I have a job to offer," Seokjin says carefully, resting his head on his hand.

"I've already told you a hundred times; I'm not working for you. What makes you think I have suddenly changed my opinion?"

"Money tend to clear people's minds. Yours has never been an exception." Yoongi knows nothing is easy when it comes to Seokjin yet he can't help the sudden rush of interest running through his body as he pretends his heart isn't beating any faster than when he arrived.

"What kind of job?" he asks and keeps himself from kicking at Seokjin's dangling leg under the table as the older boy cracks another smile. Words aren't needed for Yoongi to know it's a dirty work; But Seokjin knows a hundred other people who could have done it, so why Yoongi?

"Firstly, I'll let you know that the arrangement is not up for negotiation. You can either take it or leave it. Understood?" Yoongi hates the way Seokjin asks questions, as if he doesn't already know the answer. Yoongi still manages to nod through gridded teeth. "Good, because it's actually a rather important job. I need you to steal some cars."

"'Some' cars?" Yoongi raises an eyebrow in scepticism. He may be a criminal but he's never been a very good thief. It would be a foolish move for Seokjin to hire him of all people to steal something as valuable as cars. "You know I don't do this anymore, Seokjin. What are you trying to gain?"

"No 'hyung'? That's too bad. Well, I can tell you what you will gain; 150000000 won," Seokjin simply says, snaking around Yoongi's questions with ease. Yoongi knows better than to show how overwhelmed he really is by the large amount of money, but fuck, he really needs the cash. 15000000 can buy him a lot of sujo. Also, he hasn't been hired for a long time, his reputation too messed up, and now someone as powerful as Kim Seokjin is here, offering more money than Yoonig's really worth and his self-control is failing him.

"What cars do you need me to steal?"

"That's more like it." Seokjin suddenly stands up, brushing non-existing crumbs off his dress shirt, "and I need you to steal them all."

Yoongi looks at the boy in front of him for what feels like several minutes before he dumbly asks, "all of them?"

"I need you to provide as many expensive cars to my door step as possible. You have 48 hours, don't disap-point me. And when I say expensive cars, I'm not talking your '700000 won cars'. I'm talking exclusive. Got it?" Seokjin isn't smiling anymore and his bleached hair suddenly looks more threatening than charming. Yoongi hates it when people underestimate him. He hates how Seokjin is the one in control and he hates that the older knows it, too. Yoongi hasn't seen him in a year yet he still wants to punch that pretty face until it's nothing more than a broken nose and split lip.