Grand Theft At Seoul •|A BTS AU|• Written By Mariana Park

IV

"So, what's the plan?" Jungkook said, munching his food. Jimin's hand stopped in the air. He looked at him with a brow hiked as he questioned.

"About?"

"The girl?!"

"What girl?" Jimin narrowed his eyes.

"The young lady who visited us this very morning." Jungkook growled out at his blockhead friend.

"Oh," Said Jimin, "You know the plan."
And shoved the spoon of food in his mouth and this time Jungkook's hand stopped in the air.

"If I knew, would I be asking?!" He mocked.

"We're going to the party."
Jimin told him his decision.

Jungkook's eyes boiled out of their sockets.
"Are you nuts? That bastard is planning to send us jail and you're going to his party?! No way man! I'm not joining you this time."
Jungkook bursted out at him.

Jimin silently looked at him and took a sip of water.

"Are you going for the girl?"

Jimin choked on water at his question.

"What_ do_ you_ mean??"
He grumbled between the violent coughs.

"Oh come on, hyung! " Jungkook giggled, "I saw it, when she called you 'prince', your cheeks glew pink. And when she smiled..."

"Rubbish! A complete dullard you are, Guk!" Jimin, rolling his eyes lazily, scolded him.

"Then why are you going?" Jungkook rested his elbow on the table, and his chin on his fist, and he asked.

"You know Lady Oliver? Wife of a Swiss Count Jack Oliver?" Questioned Jimin.

"Yes, why?"
Jungkook was surprised why he suddenly took interest in a Swiss countess.

"Do you know she is crazy about jewelry?"

"Yes, I do. And?"

"And do you know she has a diamond necklace which she wears at every gathering?"

"Well this thing I don't know. But why are you so curious about her?"
Jungkook was tired of these riddles. He frowned at him and Jimin smirked.

"She is coming."

Jungkook hiked his brow. "So?!"

"So, she's coming," Said Jimin "and we're going." Wiping his mouth with a tissue he slid back his chair, and stood up.

Jungkook watched him with observing eyes.

"Is she very beautiful?"

Stopping his feet at the doorstep, Jimin turned around at his words.

"She's not. But her necklace is."
And he winked. And Jungkook, finally, got it.

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The large lawn of Kang Villa was full of elite class people. Foreign traders and top business tycoons were having their champagne lap. Soft music playing in the background and people enjoying forced Jungkook let out a cold sigh.

"Ah, I wish we were invited." Looking down at the party from the rooftop, he said. Jimin rolled his eyes lazily.

"We're invited, you dumbass." Said Jimin, zipping his black jacket which was laced with necessary equipments_ screw-drivers, small pliers, and megnets etc.

"Stop lying. If we're invited, would we be standing here at the top terrace?!" Jungkook shut his eyes disappointedly, his lips curved in a thin line. After adjusting the tepals of his jacket he put on a mask on his face.