Lunatic | M.YG X Reader

Blanket | Chapter 6

"She's enough for me

'cause she's in love with me."

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Yoongi had driven the girl home that night, neither of them returning to Hoseok's secret basis. They had called him to agree on meeting again the next day. (Y/n) had been awake half of the night, pondering over everything that happened, but her thoughts had been especially occupied by a certain boy, with his ring on his finger, hair messed up and eyes dark as the night. She still didn't understand why he was so interesting to her, but for the time being, she chose to not dig into the abyss of her emotions. There was no time for that, anyways. She had a job to do the following day.

Her eyes opened way sooner than she wanted them to. It was 9 a.m, which, considering she had been up until 4, was really early. The few sunbeams that had been able to sneak inside her room through the blinds she had wearily closed the night before, had already travelled across the room, so that they were now crwating stripes of cold morning light on her blanket. Still tired, she rubbed her eyes, desperately trying to gain at least the tiniest bit of vigor back, but without use.

Just as she was about to give up on gaining energy for the day, a small ping startled her. It came from her phone which laid on the ivory colored nightstand next to her. Another tone filled the otherwise quiet room, this time it was a tune. Someone was calling her. Already annoyed at whoever even dared to call at this unholy hour, she took the phone into her hands and answered without even looking at the name of the contact.

"Hello?"

"Where the fuck are you?", the voice on the other end replied, an equal amount of annoyance in its voice. (Y/n) rolled her eyes.

"Good morning to you, too, Yoongi. And I am at home, obviously."

"Then stand up and get moving. I can't work without you, remember?" And even thought the girl knew that Yoongi meant this in an all business way, she felt her cheeks heating up out of nowhere.

"Someone's desperate to see me?", she tried to play it down.

"As if. Now come here, right fucking now. I don't want to be alone with our Weasley for too long. He has way too much energy for my liking."

Two cups of coffee, one sandwich and five busstops later, she arrived at the little garage. The boys opened the door for just as long as it took her to enter the small space their computers and working equipment stood in,they didn't want to risk anyone seeing their stuff. Yoongi, as usual, was leaning against a wall, cigarette in his mouth, smoke gliding along his features. And to (Y/n)'s surprise, looking at her. It drove her crazy whenever their eyes would meet. He seemed to look directly into her soul, taking her deepest and darkest thoughts, reading every little cell her body held, and leaving his signature on them. Little did she know it was the same for him. He felt as if he was going mad every time she would even be in the same room as him, let alone look or speak with him. He felt the need to get her attention. To talk to her. To touch her. He craved her, it seemed like, every little vein of his body ached for her as much as his soul did. And yet, none of them said anything, thinking that it was absolutely impossible to fall for someone in this short of a period of time spent together. The words stayed unspoken, the touches not carried out, the aching not alleviated.

"So, have you already found something?" Hoseok was standing next to (Y/n), looking at the different codings and tabs open on her computer. They had been trying to get some kind of information about the complex for an hour now, just to see if and how many security cameras they had, how the building was structured, how many people worked there and so on. Hoseok and (Y/n) were responsible for gathering information, while Yoongi tried to figure out a plan on how to get into the building in the first place.

"All I found out is that there are approximately 30 employees that work there in a normal working week. 20 men, 10 women. And that the server they have is very well secured. A lot of firewalls, a lot of people controlling it. I tried to get through the first one, just to see how the coding is structured. Nothing. Literally. I couldn't even get the first three base codes." She stood up and stretched.

"Yeah, me too. I didn't get any more information either. This is wicked. We don't even know if they have security cameras or anything like that. How are we going to get any information then?" Hoseok went back to his desk, threw himself into his chair, and stared at the screensaver with a ticking clock on it, while (Y/n) looked over at Yoongi. He had a pen in his hand and endless papers in front of him on the little table. Frowning and tapping his foot, one could clearly tell he was pondering. She slowly went over to the sofa and sat down next to him, legs slightly touching. The small contact sent a wave of heat through his whole body, and his face turned towards the female to his left. He quickly looked down again.

After a minute in complete silence, without any of the three saying anything, Yoongi's voice flooded the thin air.

"I think I know what we're going to do." He lifted his head up, looking from the red haired male, stilll behind his computer screen, but now looking at him, to (Y/n) next to him, who looked at his face with an expression he could only compare to that of a curious cat.

"We will need wigs, and new clothing, but that should be easy to get."