Third-person POV of Taehyung
1:03 am:
"Do you think she remembers?", asks Namjoon.
Kim-Taehyung was sitting at his desk, looking at a polaroid. He drank heavily that night and wasn't going to stop drinking anytime soon.
"I don't know", slurs Taehyung.
How could she not remember anything? She should at least recall some memories, he thought to himself. He sighs. He lights a cigarette. He takes a puff out of the cigarette.
From the moment he met her, he knew he would never forget her. He wondered if she had ever felt the same way he did for her.
Now Grace's POV
3:03 am:
I can't sleep. I recall what happened only a couple of hours ago. Taehyung agreed to let me share the money in our heist: I would get 30% of the profit and he would get the rest. This deal seemed pretty unfair, since I would be the one doing most of the dirty work. When I protested, he became furious and threatened to kill me. Now that made me submit to him!
Taehyung's henchmen forgot to lock my door, so I decided to wander around the house looking for some alcohol to relieve my stress. The hallway is dark and the only light I see is from a door at the end of the corridor. I peer into the door.
I see Taehyung drinking whiskey straight out the bottle and looking at what seems to be a polaroid. I eye the bottle of alcohol. Bingo! He's almost finished with the alcohol but I intend to be the one to drink from it last. I knock lightly.
"Arghh, who is it??", Taehyung slurs. Heh, he's drunk! Maybe I can take advantage of this time! I slowly peek my head through the door. I smile, a fake smile.
"Mind if I join you?", I ask slyly. Before Taehyung answers, I'm already inside his office and sitting in a chair across from him. He quickly shoves the polaroid into a drawer. He scoffs and hands me the whiskey bottle reluctantly. I drink it all in one gulp. Blegh. I grimace. Whiskey is NOT my favorite drink at all; I prefer Soju.
Taehyung is watching me this whole time. To break the silence, I ask him,"So how old are you?"
"25". Wow, he's pretty young.
"So, what were you looking at before I came in?? It seemed suspicious!" I say jokingly.
"I was looking at nudes, so shut up", he retorts. Drunk Taehyung is fun!!!
"Why would you look at a picture?? There are so many nudes online" I ask skeptically. I was not convinced that he was actually looking at nudes.
He smirks. "I prefer to look at real nudes. There are so many photoshopped nudes online, I prefer to look at genuine boobs".
I giggle. I'm a little bit tipsy now. "Why don't you share your picture with me?"
"Don't need any nudes, when you can be my model for me" he slurs.
I scoff. "I will show you my boobs, if you raise my profit to 50%".
He raises an eyebrow. "Deal".
I was obviously joking, so I was surprised when I heard those words.
He's obviously not an ugly guy, but no way in hell was I going to flash my boobs to one of the worst criminals in the nation.
I clear my throat, "All due respect, I'm not gonna flash my boobs to South Korea's most wanted criminal. So, I'm gonna have to pass on this offer". I shake my head. Wow, he really thought he was going to see some tonight, huh.. Well jokes on him.
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