Precious Gems | JiKook

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"So how are we going to split it?"

Jimin laughed out loud as he pulled his face mask back over his mouth, heart feeling light and free as he thought about the fact that he had just over a billion won stuffed into the once empty backpack he had carried in with him.

"What do you mean split?" Jimin chuckled, looking over at Jungkook as the younger hopped out of the window Jimin broke earlier. "Your reward is being alive right now."

"You aren't being serious." Jungkook deadpanned, waiting for Jimin to climb out after him. "Are you telling me that your stingy ass can't even spare me a couple million won?" His lips were pulled into a frown, following after the older after Jimin began to walk in front of him. "Jimin."

"What?" Jimin finally turned around, pulling his hood off and allowing his hair to flail around slightly in the breeze. "I told you this was a big boy job. Why would a big boy like me want to share with a baby like you?"

"I'm not a baby." Jungkook hissed. "You couldn't be getting arrogant outside like this if it wasn't for me disabling the cameras. You'd think that after being a 'big boy' thief for so long you'd at least know how to cut a damn wire."

"Baby's gonna throw a tantrum because I won't share?" Jimin teased, slipping one of the straps of the backpack off of his shoulder so that he could unzip one of the zippers. "Want me to give you an allowance for being a good boy?"

"Would you stop mocking me?" Jungkook seethed, nearly on his wits end as Jimin pressed every single one of his buttons with his condescending remarks. "You look about twenty years old at most, that's not nearly enough of an age gap to be calling me a 'baby'"

Jimin snickered, pulling quite a few wads of bills out of the biggest pocket of the backpack. He was actually kind of glad now that he kept the younger around, getting quite the kick out of his annoyance.

"I'm twenty three, try again." Jimin smirked, tossing the money in Jungkook's direction. With the amount that was currently in his bag, this wouldn't even make a dent. "Alright there's your allowance kid, don't come crying to me when you spend it all."

Jungkook caught the one of the bundles of bills, yelping softly as he dropped a few. He quickly picked them up, shoving them into his own bag that was thrown haphazardly over his shoulder. He kept one in his hands though, filing through the bills and smiling as he realized he had a million won between his fingertips. He wouldn't mind getting a bit more than what was in his bag, but knew that Jimin would be reluctant to cough up more of his money.

"But I will say..." Jimin sighed, zipping his backpack back up and slinging it over his other shoulder once more. "You were kind of helpful, despite bing a tad bit of a cry baby at the beginning."

Jungkook stared at him incredulously. His hair whipped in the wind as a gust of cold wind blew by, stray hairs framing his offended expression.

"I had a gun to my head! You were going to kill me! I was terrified, no shit was I going to tear up a bit." He scoffed, not very keen on the older's personality.

"Yeah but if you're going to be the tough guy thief that you seem to want to be, you can't show emotion. Shows that you're weak, makes me care less about killing you." Jimin sighed, tugging off his gloves and stuffing them into his jacket pocket.

"I.. Alright." Jungkook sighed, a frown still present on his face. "So what now? You still want me around or do you want me to hit the road?"

Jimin thought for a moment, Jungkook watching as the moonlight illuminated his unnaturally coloured hair.