"who do you think you are? bulletproof boy scouts?"
"yup!"
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a bts au, in which a princess goes missing and seven misfits are in charge of finding her, and hopefully finding who they are in the process.
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CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME...
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ALMOST GETTING ARRESTED WASN'T ON KIM TAEHYUNG'S AGENDA FOR THE DAY.
No, screw that. Taehyung's entire day had been going poorly- it had been a full day since he'd last eaten; his friend and literal partner in crime Hoseok had abandoned him for a drink; and he was out of bullets. Great, just great, he thought bitterly to himself.
It wasn't like Taehyung had any other friends anyway.
He scowled from his perch in a tree, kicking the trunk with his heel. A small bird on a nearby branched chirped in alarm and fluttered off, causing an entire flock of birds to fly off in a panic.
Now he really was alone.
Or not, it seemed, as the faint sound of two men discussing something about money traveled up to his ears. Taehyung had spent a long time being broke and on the run- any mention of money was probably good. Barely thinking about the consequences, he dropped straight down, landing in a silent crouch behind the two men.
The taller of the two wore a long coat, a beanie and a mask that covered his mouth, like one of those celebrities who didn't want to be seen but wore the most conspicuous things. Taehyung had to admit to himself that it looked good, though. He wished he had coats like that. The other man was shorter, but probably more dangerous- the large sword strapped to his belt was an obvious indicator.
The thief and former assassin narrowed his eyes. Were his eyes tricking him, or was there a small mark on the hilt of the sword, the mark of Ekoran royalty? He tiptoed after the pair, making sure not to make a sound. This was the chance of a lifetime! If he was careful, he'd be rich for the rest of his life. If he wasn't, well... he was screwed.
Crack.
He froze instantly, damning the twig he'd stepped on.
The man with the sword whirled around, tip pointing straight at him. "Who are you? Why are you following us?"
He would've been threatening, save for his voice- he sounded like a kid, and looked a lot like one too.
Taehyung could barely hold in a snicker. "Try threatening me when you're older, kiddo." He twirled his gun in his hand. Sure, he had no bullets this time, but the gun looked threatening enough. It had taken quite a few lives, after all.
The short man spluttered, snarling. "Why, you-"
The dwarf lunged forward, sword tip pointed straight at Taehyung's chest.
This was bad.
Taehyung instantly yanked the man in the coat in front of himself, using him as a meat shield. The man in the coat yelped, a small look of fright in his face. The former gun for hire- pun fully intended- pressed his weapon to the other man's head. "If you want to stab me, you'll have to go through your friend first."
