I Want the Headline

6

Taehyung gripped the padlock, rattling it a bit to see if it was loose. Unfortunately, it was tightly locked as expected. He lifted his eyes to scan the warehouse walls for any scouts or windows. There were no windows to climb through, so it looked like this was his only way in. Looking to his left and to his right, he made sure no one was in sight before picking the lock. After a few seconds of fiddling with the lock, there was the satisfying click and it opened. Yoongi really did need to invest in better locks, Taehyung mused.

Somewhere outside in the distance, people yelling could be heard. He ignored it, dismissing it as some drunken bar fight. It was too far away to have anything to do with the lock he just picked. Stepping into the darkened room he hissed a curse under his breath as his phone began to vibrate in his pocket, the sound seemingly echoing throughout the wide expanse of the warehouse. He'd been dawdling outside for over two hours and now someone decided it was the perfect time to give him a ring?

Deep in the warehouse, something shifted. There was the sound of clothes rustling and shoes stepping across the concrete. "Who's there?" A gruff voice called out. It was too dark for Taehyung to make out a figure, but he heard a soft click. Belatedly, he wondered if it was a bad idea to just break in here without a gun. It seemed that he had to improvise.

Taehyung stepped into the warehouse and inched to the side, crouching by a crate. Digging in his pocket for anything that could be used as a decoy. All he had was the lockpick, which he still needed, and a lollipop. He frowned softly at the candy, that was his favorite flavor. Gripping it with both hands, he snapped off the lollipop stem, dropping it on the ground beside him. That part was utterly useless unless he had plans of poking the other guy in the eye. Tae peeked over the crate, seeing the head of the man. He was trying to peer into the darkness, looking for whoever had just entered. Squinting in the dark didn't seem very effective, though. Why didn't he have a flashlight?

Shrugging the man's stupidity off, Taehyung crouched back down and tossed the lock pick off to his left a few feet away. The metal piece clattered against the hard ground and the man turned towards the sound immediately. He stalked over quickly, "I said who's there!?"

A bit too quickly, Tae thought.

As soon as he cleared the crate and was in Taehyung's direct line of sight, he threw the lollipop at the back of his head. It bounced rather comically off and Tae couldn't help but grin. The man jumped, whirling around just as Taehyung lunged at him, still laughing quietly.

"Boo."

"Do it again," Yoongi ordered, intent expression still focused on Jungkook's hardened glare. Jimin's brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't verbally object. He pressed his lips firmly against your shoulder, not technically a kiss; it didn't feel like one. It was just a touch, like touching someone's arm with your hand, but to a person watching it looked just like a kiss.

Jungkook looked away, glancing at Jin. Who was that guy again? Jin was mumbling to himself, his eyes shut tightly. Jungkook couldn't make out what he was saying, but the guy seemed pretty freaked out. Jungkook relaxed in his seat, jaw still clenched tightly. His eyes drifted away from Jin back to you and Jimin tentatively. Yoongi smirked. He was getting a reaction. It was small.. a lot smaller than when he jerked against the restraints, but it was something.

"Again, but higher."

Jimin looked confused, but obeyed, his lips pressing a bit higher up on your shoulder. You flinched away from his touch and he let you move away a bit. Not too much that Yoongi would notice and say something, though. Jungkook looked away again, hands gripping chair tightly. It was just kiss, he reminded himself, and Jimin looked fairly reluctant to do it anyway. Yoongi frowned,