Heist; JJK | BTS Gang AU

Ｃｈａｐ ⓪①

Day 22 on the run. Wondering what I did wrong? Basically there was this dude who was beating up a helpless woman and I shot him with his own gun. I have no idea if the guy's dead or alive, and frankly I don't care. What I do know however, is that the book of laws for my country probably doesn't count that as legal, so it'd be a bad idea to hand myself over and explain the situation over a cup of tea and biscuits. Along with that, I have a record of DUIs on my record as well as other minor road "crimes".

Now we're clear on my situation, let's begin.

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It was around 5:00am and it was time to start heading out in search of shelter for the upcoming day. I like to pick my hiding spots early on so that I'm not so stressed later on trying to find one.

The huddled streets of Seoul were almost deserted as I strolled along in pursuit of asylum. After a while I came to an abandoned-looking warehouse, spray painted with graffiti and murals on its surface.

'Not exactly inviting but it'll have to do.'

A strange chill was sent through the air as I approached the rusty unlocked doors. I slid them open and an ear splitting screech and grinding noise, like nails on a chalkboard, echoed around the not-so-bare space.

Inside was a couple of couches and a few beanbags situated around an old but fairly large TV. There was an old park picnic bench with a cooler and a cable leading outside which most likely lead to a solar panel. Then there seemed to be a form of meeting room in the back next to a very secretive-looking room with a door covered in chains. A ladder lead up to an almost-upstairs that must have been some sleeping quarters.

This place is so well-kept and homely... wonder why the owner left the door unlocked or, the more important matter at hand, where they are right now...

I quickly whipped my head around to sprint away but behind me was a pair of hands holding me in place. Just as I was lifting my head to see my holder, my vision went black.

'I remember that pain, a baseball bat...'

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"What do we do with her?"

"What do you mean "what do we do"!? You're the
one who decided to knock her out in the first place!"

"Calm down Jimin, it appears she's waking up anyway..."

My eyes started to open and I was greeted with six masked faces staring right back at me. I was tied to a wooden chair with some thick rope. Starting from the left, there was a young blonde boy who was clearly shortest of the group. He seemed panicky at the moment so I could tell this was most likely not his usual self; unless he's a huge coward by default.

Next to him was a boy with red, straight hair. I could see smile lines and creases around his eyes and peaking out the top of his mask around where his mouth corners would be. Obviously a very happy and smiley person in general, though clearly not right now.

Alongside that guy was a tall one with peach hair. He gave off this strange aura of a natural leader. You could tell how protective he was of this group of people just by looking at him and being in his presence.