Ace For Hire // BTS Reader Insert

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"Hobi, I need a favor."

"Maybe I should text him, I'm probably wasting his time over a whim." You grumbled to yourself as you securely wrapped the towel around yourself as you stepped onto your bathroom mat. Running your fingers through your hair to slick back your freshly washed and flowery scented locks.

Tilting your head side to side to crack the stiffness in your neck as you head to your room. Catching your reflection in your vanity mirror, you back tracked a bit to stare at yourself. Nearly startled at your own appearance, holding your breath for a second as you didn't recognize yourself.

Hesitantly walking closer to your reflection, you trace your fingers around your facial features. Running two fingers along your jaw line you tilted your face in different angles as you examined your prominent, as you couldn't help but let the thought of If I took care of my face more I'd probably look cuter. Once you actually processed the random comment, you rolled your eyes to yourself, figuring you're always cute regardless of doing makeup or skin care routines.

You had another subconscious word vomit as your started to lock attention onto your lips, Can I kiss you? The question echoed in your mind as your eyes began moving down to study your face closer. Running your middle finger over your bottom lip, you stopped halfway admiring how much of a glow up you've had this past year. Feeling overwhelmed at your act of complete narcissism which resulted in causing pure embarrassment to yourself. You face palmed as you stepped away from the mirror and tossed on some lounge clothes.

Once comfy in your pj shorts and tank top, you took your towel and began to be generously kind as you dried your hair. "I should crunched the numbers more before giving them to him." You sighed in defeat as you reached over for your phone on your bed. Remembering this morning when you went to asked Hobi if he could run some numbers and find an address, birthdate, or anything remotely useful in correlation with the randomized array of numbers.

Figuring now that those numbers probably meant jack shit, and you were beginning to overthink it Tapping your passcode in before you began to hesitantly type out a message to Hobi. Only for a large speech of text to come in on his end instead, causing you to erase your text to read over what he sent. Thankfully the massive text bubble started with the disclaimer of, "I'm only sending you the stuff that has connections or affiliations to your dad, hope this helps! :)))"

Smiling at the amount of emojis scattered through the single message, you texted him back a 'Thanks Hobi ♡'. Ironically enough you only read a few lines before you felt a headache begin to fester inside your head. Telling yourself can always play detective with your dad's leftover belongings later, you turned your attention over to the matte black paper bag that had a crème white silk ribbon tied sitting neatly on your desk.

"It's for you [Y/n], you can wear it tonight for when we go to the club." Were the exact words Tae told you as he forced the bag into your hand as you left the safe house this morning. After having a somewhat peaceful breakfast with the gang. Using the term peaceful loosely, because it quickly turned into a mini competition of who could eat more stacks of pancakes. Which you were the group nominated referee of, and in the end of it, you announced the winner who was unsurprisingly Jin.

Yet surprisingly, even though the eldest looking like he was going through a pancake hangover shortly after the petty eat off, he still managed to take you home. It was when you were heading out with Jin that Tae suddenly appeared with the shopping bag for you. Knowing as you accepted the bag from him you had to go to the brag off at Sweet Sin. Which you weren't exactly thrilled about considering your past experience last time didn't get a five start rating from you.

Next to Tae's black baggy of usually good fashion choices, was the flag bag you've carried the majority of the night. Although three flags wouldn't seem that big of an achievement, in the gang edition it meant you practically overpower a shit ton of people. Considering most gangs had five plus members and you managed at least taking on a dozen by yourself. Admittedly, you did have fun, even though the beginning was very rough at first. You felt like the night came to a satisfying conclusion.