Listen, Little Kitten [COMPLETE]

Well done baby.

Hoseok screeches to a halt in the driveway at a weird angle and toots the horn a few times and as Jimin guides you into the house Hoseok grabs the duffle bag out the back.

Everyone comes rushing to the three of you, Hoseok's honking of the car horn alerting them something was wrong. Yoongi was the last one into the living space, barging past everyone to see what had happened. He glanced as your hand dripping blood onto the floor as Jin quickly unwraps it to assess the damage.

"What the fuck happened Hoseok?!" Yoongi bellowed, seeing your blood on his floor wasn't something he was ready for.

"He tried to touch her so Jimin stopped him-"
"He tried to touch her?! HE FUCKING TRIED TO TOUCH HER?!" Yoongi bellowed his temper getting the better of him. He told Jin to move and started to clean your cut himself.  You glance at him as he orders someone to get him a towel and he tips wound cleaner in it to wash away the blood to see how bad it is.
"You're going to need stitches kitten." He sighs standing up to let Jin take over as he stands he's distracted by a loud shout from Jungkook.

"WHO DID THIS?!" He hollers looking in the bag and Yoongi barges over and his eyes widen.
"I did." You squeal as Jin starts to stitch your wound and Taehyung takes your free good hand and lets you squeeze it. Yoongi barges over, grabs your face and kisses you, not a little peck like all the ones before, your first real kiss in front of everyone.
"Yoongi!" You blurt as he takes his lips from yours a big gummy grin on his face as his hands still cup your face.
"Well done baby. How'd you do it?" He asked clearly astounded.

You begin to explain that after you ran away scared you tried to do something useful, swapping the contents of both bags into one and loading up the empty bag with heavy stuff from the car to make it seem like a legit bag knowing someone was going to come for it pretty quick when they noticed it was gone.
"I was going to take the dud bag out and hand it to them to stop the fight but some bloke grabbed me before I finished, he assumed the one I was clutching was the bag he wanted and just took it and ran without checking. So...now we have a lot of money and a lot of weapons. You're welcome." You mutter the last bit in jest as Jin places the last stitch and wraps your hand up.

"Yn you did amazing. Well done. And Jimin well done for keeping my kitten safe." Yoongi grinned but you felt bad.
You'd helped trick someone over a lot of money and guns, how many years in prison would that get you? You try not to mentally count it.
"But Yoongi? Haven't I made things worse? We tricked them?..."
"Yes and No. Of course it'll cause some animosity however, they've also learnt not to fuck with my boys of my girl. So, it's a risk I'm willing to take. How did you find your first job without me?" He asked and all the boys eyes flew to you.

You thought it over and took a deep breath and began to explain that it felt odd, knowing his wasn't there, despite the bad circumstances you all came to be this way it felt uncomfortable because he'd always been there but Jimin and Hoseok did a great job of looking after you and kept you safe and got you home without any major damage.
"It was quite exhilarating, now I look back at it. I feel like I just cheated death."
"You pretty much did. Don't enjoy it to much. You're not going out without me anymore." Yoongi said crashing the party with a flat mood before walking out.

You glance at Jin.
"I helped Well right? So why can't I go out without him? That's so unfair." And Jin laughs
"You sound like a stroppy teenager fighting with her dad."

You vehemently deny this accusation as you go to find Yoongi, everyone else is hyped over the double haul you managed to achieve. You knock gently on the door, despite the fact it's kinda your room too his temper is fiery, you always knock first.

He mutters a come in and you softly enter the room shutting the door quietly behind you.
"Why'd you not stay with us?"
"It's just another haul, nothing to get too excited about for a prolonged period, that and it still ended up in a shoot out and you got hurt, so it wasn't one hundred percent a success. You still did great though." He forced a smile and you nod as you gingerly pick out some pjs with your newly acquired wound.

"So I've got a sore leg and a sore hand, all since living here. I hope this isn't going to become a thing." You laugh lightly and he shakes his head assuring you it won't work a determined look on his face. It throws you but you don't mention it.