Vixen (Bts Gang AU)

Preperation

"We're all going to die." Taehyung sighs as he switches the channel and our faces appear on the news again. "We're not going to die. They'll never get close enough to fire a shot." I scoff, walking into the room and tugging at the sleeves of my sweatshirt. "Who's this optimistic angel? What happened to my kitten?" Hoseok asks and I curl up on the couch, snuggling into his arms. "I'm being realistic not optimistic." I mutter and he laughs, kissing my temple.

"Taehyung move your feet." Jin says and sits down and I giggle watching as we all struggle to fit comfortably in the living room. "So what do we do now that we're both wanted and known criminals?" Jungkook asks softly, his head resting against Namjoon's legs from where he sits on the floor. "We roll the same way we did before." I say, fiddling with the rips in my jeans which makes Hoseok smile. "How do we roll? Our covers are blown and we have no present challenge to focus on." Yoongi says and pushes Taehyung's head off his shoulder.

"I'm sure we could rob a bank. Shoot up a casino. Take some jobs, who knows." Jimin says with a small smile from his chair. "We can't go outside without running the risk of getting arrested." Jin adds and I fluff my bangs as Hoseok tucks his face into the crook of my neck. "Haven't we always run the risk of getting arrested? Like, in theory?" I ask and wiggle in Hoseok arms a little, making him laugh.

"In theory, yes. But that's quite different than now." Namjoon points out and I roll my eyes, stretching out and poking his side with my foot. "Hey!" He yelps in surprise and I giggle, curling back up again. "I'm sure no one would even recognize us." I push the topic and look around the room. We don't look dangerous at all, jeans, sweatpants, sweatshirts, tees and sneakers, we look pretty normal for once.

"Maybe we should take this break while we can? Before the next big problem happens." Hoseok finally chips in and I sigh, resting my head on his chest. "Why do you say that? Like all we do is deal with problems?" I say softly and he chuckles, playing with my hair. "Because it's the truth." He says and everybody laughs, realizing he's right. "I don't do good when it comes to sitting around." I mutter under my breath and he kisses my cheek.

"I'm sure we can work around that." Yoongi says and I groan as my phone starts to ring. "Who the fuck?" I hiss, looking at the number, prepared to hang up. Suddenly everyone else's phones start to ring, all of us exchanging looks. "That can't be a coincidence." Taehyung says softly and I answer my phone. "Niece, let's make a deal." My Uncle's voice echoes through the phone and I toss it away anxiously, shaking my head.

"My Uncle." I whisper and everyone but Namjoon hangs up, Jin grabbing my phone and cancelling the call. "If you deal with anyone of us it's going to be me." Namjoon hisses into the phone, getting up and running a hand through his hair as he leaves the room. "I don't even know what he wants with me." I whisper softly and Hoseok holds me tighter.

"I don't care. He's never going to lay a finger on you. He's almost killed you twice and I'm not letting him succeed." Hoseok's voice is harsh and deep, a tone I've never heard him use before. "I hope you fucking die!" Namjoon shouts from the other room and we all jump as there's a loud thud. "I'll go check on him." Jin offers, getting up and heading for the doorway.

"Jinnie, stop looking so distraught. You're going to give Namjoon a heart attack when he comes back." Jimin jokes lightly and I let a smile flutter across my face. "Sorry." I whisper and bite my lip, looking over at the door as Jin and Namjoon enter the room. "You uncle just threatened us. Everyone pack a bag, we have to ready to run in a moment's notice." Namjoon says and we all quickly scramble to our feet.

The boys disperse without a second thought but I grab Namjoon's arm and pull him towards me. "What's happening?" I ask and he bites his lip for a moment. "You uncle threatened to give the police our location unless we handed you over. And that's not happening. So it's only a matter of time before they're busting down our doors." He says softly and I nod, turning to walk away.

"Jinnie, this isn't your fault you know. That man in downright insane, it's just bad luck you're his target." Namjoon says and as I walk down the hall, flashing him a smile over my shoulder. "Thanks Joon." I duck into my room and quickly get to work, grabbing a backpack and a duffel bag. In the backpack there's a rope, some knives, a few guns and lots of extra ammo.

There's also a bottle of chloroform just in case. I also find the tracker and listening device earrings that Jin made and tuck them safely in a pocket. Then I open the duffel bag and throw in some different pieces of clothing. A casual set of clothes, a dress, a club look, a fully black spy outfit and a pair of sneakers and a pair of black heels. I also throw in my makeup before zipping the bag up and tossing them both on my bed.

"Okay, listen up. We're going to have to run a few escape routes and we're going to have to do it fast. Jin bring up the schematic of this place." Namjoon says from the table where the other boys are already gathered. I slip into the room and sit down beside Taehyung. The boy instantly notices how upset I look and he holds his hand out, waiting for me to take it. I flash him a tiny smile and slip my hand into his, focusing back on Namjoon.