Try Me (BTS Gang AU)

New Acquaintances

>One week later<

I sat at a coffee shop admiring the scenery of normal people and teenagers having normal conversations. I wish I could have that. I decided to pull out my phone and look at my newly dyed hair. I had decided to dye it lavender after knowing that BTS had seen my original hair. I still had a wig with my original hair color though for quick getaways. Amy had dyed her hair a firetruck red and I giggled when I told her that she looked like a tomato. Anyways back to the coffee shop, I was waiting for the buyer of the Diamond Ruby so that we could get our payment. I had a stack of books on the table and the ruby was in the last one stored in a pocket space between the pages in the book. I noticed someone with black hair, wearing a trenchcoat came in. I found it odd that he was wearing a trenchcoat when it was perfectly sunny outside. I had gone for jeans and a t-shirt per usual, but I had to wear a butterfly pin in my hair so my buyer could notice me. Amy was positioned behind the counter serving people and keeping an eye out for me. I saw that this man noticed me and walked over to me with a smile. He took off his trenchcoat revealing a butterfly tattoo on his left arm. He only looked a few years older than me, but he sure was handsome.

Amy (through earpiece):Quite a looker huh.

I rolled my eyes and stuck my middle finger at her from behind my back.

Amy: Rudeeee

I smiled.

"You must be him," I started gently.

"Actually I'm just his nephew," the male chuckled. His dimples exposed how relaxed he was and I felt the tension dissolve. I tapped the book the ruby was in before sipping my latte.

"I didn't expect the nephew to be so young," I said. He looked at me and smirked.

"And I didn't expect the thief to be so hot," he said lowly. My eyes widened as I heard Amy choke on air behind me. I smiled before pulling my hair to the side.

"I try sometimes," I said calmly.

"Anyways, my uncle wants you to bring the book to this gala we're hosting next week," the male said,

Amy: A gala! How fancy.

How cliche she should say. Right out of a stupid fanfiction.

"A gala you say?" I said leaning forward. He took out an invitation card and slid it over to me. I saw how his eyes sparkled when he looked at me and I noticed how relaxed I was with him. It felt... strange.

"Mmhm," he hummed.

"This all seems like a hassle. Does it not?" I played. He raised his eyebrow.

"With those looks? You should be able to do anything," he stressed. I saw him bite his lip and Amy gasped.

Amy: 1 O'clock at the door. Jungkook.

I looked up slowly and saw someone who I had been texting a lot lately. The Kookie himself. I leaned forward and threw some hair near my face so he wouldn't notice me. Then I put my hand over the side of my face. The nephew noticed my actions immediately and lowered his sleeves to hide his tattoo.

"I see we're not alone," he said slowly. I nodded.

Amy: I'll be in the back, but just holler if you need me or if something happens.

I didn't reply as I heard the door to the back open. Jungkook walked straight to the counter, not noticing me.

"I didn't expect this rabbit to show up out of nowhere," I muttered.

"Rabbit?" the nephew asked.

"Well the ruby was theirs so we had a few encounters. Let's just say he's a cute toy," I smirked.

"I see. Are there more toys you can play with?" he said before moving his hand to touch my free one. I saw him play with my fingers while smirking.

"Let's go," I said while gathering my books and walking out of the cafe to an alley nearby. He followed obediently and I smirked.

He's really dumb isn't he?

I put my books on the ground and felt him grab me from behind. I faked a girly gasp as he pinned me against the alley wall.

"I couldn't contain myself as soon as I saw you," he whispered into my ear.

I admit, he's sexy af- but he's also my client's nephew.

I flipped him around, now I was pinning him to the wall. I smirked as I slid my hand down his abs and gently around his sensitive region. He groaned as I teased him gently. I felt him getting hard and sustained my laughter. I pinned his arms to the side as I kissed his jawline. When he closed his eyes, I kneed him in his dick. He crouched over in pain.

"I don't do client relationships, see you at the gala hot stuff," I said into his ear before grabbing my books and getting into the car with Amy. We drove off and were laughing the whole way.

"You really do have a way to tease guys, don't you?" she chuckled.

"They asked for it with their perverted asses," I replied.

Amy pulled into the apartment complex and noticed a little boy in front of our building. He had ruffled black hair and torn clothes. His face was filled with ashes as he cried into his hands. I got out of the car before Amy could say anything and walked up to the boy. I crouched beside him and put a hand on his back.

"Hey there little boy, what's wrong?" I asked.

"M-My brother abandoned me here," he sobbed.

"It's okay. It's okay," I said gently. Amy got out of the car and gestured for me to take the boy inside. I nodded. "Do you want to go inside?" He nodded and I picked him up to take him inside. Once inside, I set him on the couch while Amy brought over a glass of water.

"What's your name little one?" Amy calmly asked. I saw how skeptical she was of the kid and I would agree with her but this kid was too cute. In fact, he resembled that bunny boy from BTS I was toying with.

"Jeong Yoomin," he said with a smile before sipping some water. Amy and I nodded at each other. Amy left the room to go look into his background while I turned on some cartoons for the kid. Amy came back with a smile and a thumbs up.

"Let's get you to sleep, hm?" I offered. He nodded and I took his small hand in mine, leading him to Amy's room. I let him hop onto the bed as I tucked him in.

"Are you sleeping with him or me?" Amy said in the doorway. I looked over to Yoomin and he pointed at Amy,

"Looks like he likes you," I chuckled, She rolled her eyes and laid beside him, stroking his back until we heard his snores. I nodded a curt goodnight to her before retreating to my own bed.