Ganster's Squad

Chapter 18: A different kind of action Part 2.

Angie was thinking about what she heard in her earpiece. Becky was hiding her feelings again. She wished she could be more like Natasha. When Natasha was angry or upset, the entire city knew it. She would go ballistic, punching the people who crossed her without an emotion, and after that she would go back to being her. Becky needed this type of release. She needed to punch something, or scream out the pain she was holding inside her.

Angie was different from them. She wore all her emotions on her face. She couldn't hide them well, no matter how many times Natasha tried to explain to her that if she showed her emotions so easy, her enemies would use them against her. She didn't care. She wanted to be herself.

She finished planting the microphones where she was told, so she went out in the garden to smell the flowers. She had never seen a garden so big with so many different flowers.

"You aren't allowed back here." A guy told her.

Angie turned around and gasped when she recognized Suga. She wanted to scream in happiness and give him a hug. Yet, she didn't, she kept her composure. The guy in front of her was cold. It wasn't the Suga that called her an Angel.

"I know. I just wanted to see the flowers. Do you mind?" she asked him, lowering her eyes, hiding her hands at her back just in case she wanted to reach out to him.

Yoongi looked at her, he didn't find her dangerous, so he compromised. "Ok. I will let you, only if I'm with you." He wanted to make sure she wasn't hiding anything. She wasn't the first girl who came to the garden, but he sent them back in. He wondered what made him compromise this time.

"We got a deal." She stretched out her hand and Yoongi shook it.

Her skin was like velvet under his touch. Suddenly she snapped her hand back rubbing her palm. "You electrocuted me."

"You are kidding right?" he asked dryly. He didn't feel anything.

"Why would I joke about this?"

"I don't know." Yoongi shrugged.

Angie rolled her eyes and walked through the garden. "Whatever. Let's enjoy the flowers."

Yoongi stared at her how she was admiring every flower that was in the garden, she smiled and clapped her hands like a little kid. Before knowing, she caught him smiling at her.

Angie's eyes grew wider when he saw him smiling, that gummy smile she missed so much. It was him, underneath that cold exterior he was there. The man she wanted to shelter away from any pain.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" She asked suddenly, turning to look at him.

"No," He replied bluntly. A particular memory of a blond angel played in his mind."Yes. I do." He corrected himself.

"You have or not? It's like you're still trying to decide." Angie lowered herself to smell a flower. "The smell of a rose. Have you ever smelled something more beautiful than this?" she said while holding the rose between her fingers.

Yoongi arched his eyebrow looking at her confused. Angie rose to her feet, took his hand and dragged him to the flower. "Please smell it. For me."

Yoongi rolled his eyes and took a sniff of the flower. "So it smells. What's so special about it?"

"Oh, come on. What is not special about a rose?"

"It has thorns."

Angie tilted her head and smiled. "You can never appreciate a rose to it's real value if you don't understand its thorns."

"You think so?"

"Yup."

"An angel once told me that things are always getting better. Do you think she was right?"