The Lie You Keep

Assortment

It was eerily and awkwardly silent in the abandoned warehouse, with only six people who were breathing heavily and trying to sort things out.

Taehyung didn't know what to feel right now. His emotions were running wild, spinning and swirling inside his head that everything became a muddled mess, nervousness piling on top of anger piling on top of elation till everything became a buzzing sound humming in his brain, not quite unpleasant but still a little annoying.

Seokjin, the very boss behind all this, was calmly examining his second glass of wine, squinting and looking at the blood-red liquid that sloshed around, obviously unbothered with everything around him. He was used to these sorts of things. After all, he wasn't a boss for nothing. He worked hard to earn his place, and he's seen a lot of bloodshed and camaraderie in his time. This experience was something to add to his pile of knowledge, though he understands that it seems to be quite a lot to take in when it comes to accountant Jimin and civilian Namjoon.

"What can I do for you boys?" His eyes scan the faces. His sweet co-worker Jimin, a face he didn't know but screamed 'danger', his second-in-command Hope, one of his best agent V, and finally... the newbie.

"Agent Gold. Glad you could join us."

Jungkook's doe eyes widen considerably, since he was shocked that someone like him knew him. He was from another agency, one that assigned him to protect his neighbor.

As if reading his thoughts, Seokjin answers "No you were also under me in a different organization led by one of my friends Yoongi."

Jimin and Jungkook's jaws drop. Yoongi was a part of this?!

Seokjin laughed at their priceless reactions. He expected it, but it was still something elee when you really saw it.

"He's working behind the scenes, you know?"

Hoseok's brows were furrowed, his heart-shaped lips poised into a frown. It was obvious he didn't know the guy.

"Don't worry Hope, you've seen him a couple times in the building," he assures with a smile, one that didn't give away the fact he was a notorious boss for killing who he thought was scum.

He turns serious eyes on Jimin, who straightened up and involuntarily clasped onto the back of Taehyung's shirt.

"I'm giving you a chance to redeem yourself, Mr. Park. Use it wisely."

Without another word to any of them, he disappeared into the darkness, never to be seen until the next face-to-face.

A stomach growls, interrupting the sombre mood, and all turn to see a green-haired man clutching his stomach in embarrassment.

He receives looks, and he defends himself by saying "What? I skipped lunch, okay? Didn't need to give me the nasty eye."

Hoseok frowns at him, still not used to such behavior. He barely knew the guy! But, if they were going to see each other often, it was best to work out the slight animosity.

Taehyung was the one who spun around to take in all the people, and saw how each one differed in their own ways.

"Not a word to anyone else except us, okay?"

All nod their unspoken agreement, and Jimin feels safe once Taehyung envelops him in his arms.

"The lie you keep was so much more than I thought," he breathes in his chest, voice muffled because of the fabric of his shirt.

Taehyung had to laugh. How could he not, when all the troubles were resolved and Jimin was alive and breathing? Gosh, he's so thankful. He's grateful that he used his abilities to protect him, even if they weren't meant to be.

"What did you expect?"

"Certainly not this, that's for sure."

Hoseok extends a hand to Jungkook, welcoming him to the agency with a smile. "Welcome to your new family, Agent Gold."

Jungkook smiles back, happy that he was easily accepted into the world of secrets, and shows his gratitude by taking the hand and giving it a firm shake, Namjoon looking at them with the faintest of smiles.

"Ahhh this is such a pain in the ass," sighs out an unknown voice, making all five of them turn in alert, ready for a battle if need be.

There's a silhouette in the entrance, light shining on his back that accentuates his figure. He looked slightly smaller than the rest of them, but radiated the kind of aura that demanded respect, and they all couldn't help but look at him as he stepped closer for his face to be seen.

Jimin's eyes widen.

Jungkook's mouth drops open.

"Boss Yoongi?"

Min Yoongi, in all his black-haired glory, stands there with a look that said 'I should be sleeping but instead I'm cleaning up six brats' mess' and he did not look the slightest bit happy, and it showed on his pale features, greatly highlighted by the moonlight spilling from one of the windows.

Jimin smiles sheepishly, detaching himself from Taehyung.

"Uhhh... good evening sir."

Yoongi checks his watch.

"It's already one am, kid."

"Uhh g-good morning," he stammers, trying to make up for his mistake. Agh that was embarrassing.

Yoongi gifts him with one of his rare smiles, walking to the side to retrieve a broom.

He surveyed all the faces that were there, and can't help but smirk in amusement at the assortment.

"Quite late, isn't it?" They all nod timidly, unsure where to look. "Run along home now, kids. I have to clean this up, curse Seokjin, and I'll see you boys tomorrow morning," he directs the last at his accountants, who nod obediently.

Taehyung steps up, not sure what to say.

"Umm sir, we're sorry for all the mess we've caused. I- I'll clean up-"

"Do that tomorrow, V. For now, all of you rest and sleep. Including you, Hope." He gives a pointed look Hoseok's way, and he smiles sheepishly in response, as if caught going home at a later time more than once.

They all look at each other, and come to the same decision.

They bow their gratitude and pile into the garbage truck silently, driving away into the night, Yoongi watching till they were out of sight.

With that out of the way, he sweeps.