He's a.....Criminal?: A Vkook Fanfic

He's a Thief?

Taehyung's POV

"I'm sexy and I know it! Whoo! Wow! Oh yeah baby! Get it, get it! Yass!"

Music blasts throughout the manor, and I don't fancy it one bit. Add along to the weird voices coming through the walls, only adds to my distaste.

"Oh yeah! Drop it like it's hot! Drop it like it's hot!"

I groan from the obnoxious yells from that man named Bobby.

Across the room I hear a prominent snore, indicating someone is fully resting unlike me.

"Jungkook! How are you sleeping through this nonsense!" I yell.

No answer, only loud snores.

I launch a pillow at the sinner's face. He wakes up instantly.

"Tell your buddy to shut his mouth!"

"Just tone it out. Forget you hear him." Jungkook groans. He rests his head back on his pillow and drifts back into dream land.

"How in the world..." I stop talking once I hear another snore.

Okay. Tone it out Taehyung. Tone it out.

"Yeaaah baby! K-pop till you drop!"

"Jiminie Christmas! Shut your mouth, you sinner!" I groan.

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"How'd you sleep?" Jungkook smirks as he speaks.

"Real funny, peasant." I glare at him.

The worst sleep I've ever had in my life. These fake breasts on my chest are irritating and they kept getting in my way as I so called "slept". Plus the plethora of music and yelling halted all my desires of rest.

"Put your dress on Tina, we're going on a trip." Jungkook adjusts his jacket.

"What lovely place are we going to Justin?" My voice is the epitome of sarcasm.

"You'll see."

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"A gas station? A bloody gas station?" I stare at the rigid building.

"Look what's parked at the gas station." Jungkook points.

Motorcycles. Plenty of motorcycles.

"What is your point exactly?" I ask.

Jungkook smiles and puts his hand on my shoulder. "You're gonna be bait."

"Excuse you? Bait? What am I, a worm getting eaten by a fish?"

"You're a girl getting sexually harrassed by men."

No. Heavens no.

"I'm not-"

"You're gonna do it. Walk in there and act like you're ordering something, when you hear an engine rev up, run outside and hop on the bike." Jungkook explains.

"So we're stealing? Stealing is one of the greatest sins!" This man can't tire from sinning can he!

"Who cares about sins? Just do it." Jungkook pushes me towards the gas station, which is across the street from us.

"You got it sexy legs." Jungkook holds both of his thumbs up.

My legs are not sexy. I swear, his homosexual behavior is disturbing. Sinner.

Reluctantly, I walk towards the gas station. My shoes stomping down on the concrete, and the smooth skin from my thighs rubbing together uncomfortably. I wish I had on pants.

The bell on the door to the dingy shop, dings.

I make my way to the counter where a man stands. He seems to be wiping the counter down, but the sight of me halts his movements.

"Hi there. How may I help you lovely lady?" He smiles.

Lovely lady? God, please forgive me for this forgery. I had no will in it at all!

"Can I get a cup of coffee?" I fake a smile and a high pitched voice.

"Sure can do." The man smiles and heads to the back of the shop.

I hear a whistle behind me. I turn around to see humongous steroid looking men!

Their beards, tatoos and bulging arms are not one to woe. All of their eyes rest on me and my body. Jungkook better hurry up.

"Damn, what's a fine lady like you doing in this part of town?" One man with a big black beard licks his lips.

"Umm..." I have no words to say to these men.

"Look at her legs. I'd love to see them open." Another man whispers to another man, but he fails miserably.

Ha! Jokes on them! Once I open my legs, they'll be quite surprised!

Just in that moment, I hear the engine rev up. I run out the gas station so quick, I'm surprised I didn't fall from the weight of my trenchcoat.

"Hey!" I hear the men behind me.

"Hurry up!" Jungkook yells.

I run to the motorcycle and I hop on as quickly as I can. The motorcycle jerks forward and zooms down the street.

"Damn you Ace!" I hear someone yell behind us.

"Good Lord! What took you so long? I was molested by their eyes." I shiver.

"Hot wiring a motorcycle isn't the same as a car." Jungkook elaborates.

"Whatever. Where are we going?"

"To see Juju. I'm sure he'll have the shit I'm looking for." The motorcycle speeds up, almost knocking me off.

"Hold onto me. Wouldn't want your religious ass to fall." Jungkook jokes.

"You sinner." I wrap my arms around Jungkook's torso, and the speed of the motorcycle increases.

It feels like I'm flying in the air and I certainly don't like it.

"Slow down you mutt!" I yell loud enough over the hum of the engine.

"The faster the better!" Jungkook revs the engine and the motorcycle splits through air.

My mother and father were right: Motorcycles are terrifying.

Do u like motorcycles? They look awesome but you'll never see my ass on one (>-<)

Thanks for reading!
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