Dancing With The Devil

if tomorrow never comes.

I hopped in the shower and stood underneath the boiling water. As the water dripped down my sides, my mind faded into dullness and everything became a foggy illusion. The sensation of the steamy water calmed me as my mind was in shreds.

After a long session of overthinking, I walked out in a towel into the walk-in closet. It was filled with clothes that I would normally wear. Were they spying on me long enough to learn about my outfit choices?

I put on an oversized T-shirt and shorts with a pair of converse. I put my hair in a braid when I heard a knock at my door. "Emrie? You here?"

I walked out of the closet tying off the end of my braid with a hair tie and see the flannel boy. My first thought was my god you are otherworldly handsome. He had a beauty to him that was beyond reason. Let's just say, if i saw him in a bar, I would trust him to hold my drink.

"You ready for dinner?"

I nodded in response and he flashed me a boxy smile. "I'm Taehyung by the way. My job is to be the handsome one of the group. Don't tell Jin hyung I told you that though". I laughed at his adorableness and said, "don't worry I won't"

Even though these boys want me dead and are killers themselves, they're still normal boys. At least some of them were. But Taehyung specifically, had an innocent charm about him that I admired. I felt as if it was my duty to protect him from the dark edges of the world. At the same time, it was like when creating his character, he traded all his intelligence points for beauty points. I wanted nothing but to cradle him and feed him snacks as one would do with a small child.

"So who have you met so far?" He asked as we were walking down the foyer. He walked with a skip, always a step ahead and both hands in his pocket. He had a childlike aura, that attracted any living being. "Uh, I met everyone I think except for Jin. You guys have just talked about him a lot."

"Oh, Jin hyung's the oldest. Imagine a very motherly doctor who likes to crack dad jokes that aren't really funny and you'll have Jin hyung. But make sure you laugh at his jokes or he won't give you dinner" I giggled at this remark.

We walked down to the dining room to a table of homemade food. The dining room was elegant in a minimalist sort of way. I expected nothing more or less for a house with seven men living it in. The oakwood table was sanded along the edges and the chairs were a simple wood with a soft cushion of lace padding.

Most of the boys were already seated. The one guy I never saw so I assumed was Jin walks in with a plate full of more food and Jimin followed behind him with more plates. I sat between Jungkook and Taehyung. I can feel Jungkook tense up as I sat next to him.

Namjoon came in after everyone was seated and sat at the head of the table. "Ok Emrie, I'm sure you've met everyone already but I'll introduce everyone anyway," He said, as everyone started eating. "This is Yoongi. He's a good fighter and our explosives specialist" Yoongi looked at me with pure hatred in his eyes, his tongue poking his inner cheek. He looked as if he was about to attack me at any moment.

"Next to Yoongi is Jimin. Jimin is another good fighter and his specialty is knife throwing. He's also our best spy"

"Then Hoseok is our hacker and tech guy. He takes care of all our weapons, equipment, hacking devices, and can basically get any information we need."

"Taehyung is another one of our fighters. But his specialty is shooting. Jin is our getaway driver and doctor."

"And Jungkookie is our best fighter and assassin" I looked over to Jungkook who is focused on his food, avoiding any contact with me.

"Ok now that that's over, everyone, listen up!" Namjoon said, only then does Jungkook look up from his plate. "We are now one team, as much as we don't want it. Our first mission together will take place next week. Details to follow but as of right now, we work together and let's try not to kill each other" Namjoon said looking at me specifically.