The Art of the Con (???xMReader)

Chapter IV - Pisces

"Congratulations, Y/N. You got a psychopath to fall for you," commented Jeongyeon sarcastically, taking junk food out of the plastic bag she brought back from the store.

Y/N leaned back into the sofa with his eyes closed. "Emotion is my battlefield. Comes with the job."

Jeongyeon looked around. "Speaking of which, where is she?" she asked.

"I told her she could stay here cause it's late already," answered Y/N. "I think she's bathing right now."

"Is that safe?"

Y/N shrugged. "If she kills us, she doesn't get her money, so I'm gonna say hopefully no."

"Who's going to sleep where?"

"Well, I offered Jennie the bed so you can sleep with her if you want?" suggested Y/N.

"There is no way I'm sleeping with her. God knows what she'll do in her sleep."

At that moment, Jennie stepped out of the bathroom. Wet, snake-like tendrils curled from her head.

"I'm done," said Jennie, tossing Y/N a smirk. "Night night." She closed the bedroom door, leaving a small crack between it and the frame.

"Well, I'm sleeping out here on the sofa. You are free to join me if you want." offered Y/N.

Jeongyeon feinted a gag.

"Y'all nasty. I'm sleeping in the van." Jeongyeon hurried to the door.

"If it's too cold out there, feel free to come back and join me," joked Y/N as Jeongyeon slammed the door shut.

He snickered as he continued to listen to Jeongyeon mumbling through the paper-thin walls.

Soon enough, it was quiet except for the soft breathing noises that came from the bedroom, slowly hypnotizing Y/N into a deep sleep.

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"Good freezing-freaking morning," said Jeongyeon as she walked into the apartment. She turned to the sofa where Y/N slept and gasped. On the sofa laid a nude Jennie asleep where Y/N was the night before, her voluptuous body partially covered by a fuzzy blanket. Her chestnut hair laid sprawled off the side.

"Morning to you too," said Y/N sipping a cup of coffee from behind the kitchen counter. "I did not expect that she'd go commando especially in temperatures this cold."

Jeongyeon instinctively reached for a nearby object, a pillow, and started to hit Y/N on his back.

"You fucking―"

*bam*

"―dirty―"

*bam*

"―nasty―"

*bam*

"―fricking―"

*bam*

"―bastard," cried out Jeongyeon, unleashing relentless blows upon Y/N's back. "You freaking made out with her when I was out?"

"No-no-no," refuted Y/N, hands raised to defend himself from another blow. "No one did anything with anyone."

He dodged another blow from Jeongyeon. "She probably sleepwalked cause when I woke up, she was on top of me."

"Surrre," replied Jeongyeon sarcastically. "And all that bullshit yesterday about emotion."

"That has no evident impact on sleeping disorders."

"Morning," came a groggy voice from the sofa.

Jeongyeon whirled around to a drowsy Jennie, yawning and rubbing her eyes. The blanket barely covered her chest, her cleavage clearly visible and her breasts tittering on the line of exposure from behind the blanket.