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..⃗. top : : jjk ; bottom : : kth 𑁍ࠜೄ ･ﾟˊˎ
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taehyung walked amongst the immense wave of people making their way across the train platform. he pulled his red beret down to hide his handsome features and slipped on his beige trench coat.
he eyes dotted around and landed on a certain man. taehyung had seen him stepping out of the train, checking his watch. a very nice one at that, taehyung would add. it was GUCCI. taehyung's favorite brand. period. he was not going to just leave without snatching that.
the man's dark hair was gelled neatly, scarf looped around his neck, black coat stretching over his unnecessarily muscular shoulders. taehyung rolled his eyes. disgusting. he was disgustingly... good looking. and he looked pretty rich. maybe taehyung could steal a few more things as he was at it.
he slyly slipped through the crowd, nimble feet bringing him closer and closer to his target. he was now about 3 feet away from the broad-shouldered man.
taehyung could slightly smell the other's scent. hm? how basic. it was slightly musky and reminded taehyung of cigarettes and roses. actually, it was quite nice. it sort of made taehyung want to cuddle with the man.
the rich stranger was on a call. taehyung eyed the gucci on his wrist, eyes glinting, pupils dilated with mischief. he would have to wait out the call in order to take off the watch without the other noticing.
"yeah babe, sorry, i got off work late today. just eat without me. okay. bye! love you too."
taehyung raised his eyebrows. impressive. he has a wife? or husband? hmmm.. i wonder if ... he's gay?
at the last sentence, taehyung wanted to slap himself straight in the forehead. he had to focus if he wanted that gucci watch for himself.
he shook his head and approached the oblivious target.
smoothly, as if he'd done this hundreds of times before (he had, in fact), taehyung glided past the man, no sounds or commotion made, and in a second he had the man's most precious belongings in his pocket.
he walked swiftly forward, and when he figured the man was at least 20 feet behind him, took out a certain gucci watch from his coat pocket, as well as a matching wallet and some silver rings.
score.
he smirked and slipped them back into his pocket, patting himself on the chest in self praise. he took off his red beret to run a hand through his silver locks, daydreaming about future outfits he could pair with these new possessions.
someone was going home happy today.
but what were those footsteps behind him? they were clicking, getting louder, and louder, and l--
"wait!! stop!!" a familiar melodic, yet charming voice sounded through the platform.
taehyung felt his blood run cold. it must have been that man's voice.
he increased his walking speed until he was eventually running for his life. he had never been caught before! that man must have been a lot smarter than he looked. taehyung huffed in annoyance, looking back at the man who was trailing behind him.
and goddamn, was he fine. taehyung probably saw his face for a total of two milliseconds, but that one glimpse of the incredibly handsome, god-like stranger had his organs in his stomach doing things.
taehyung shook these thoughts out of his mind, and focused solely on hiding. after all, he wanted to keep his goodies. he had worked so hard to get them! he wasn't going to get caught that easily.
he was running past the storefront of a clothing store, then paused. perfect.
he walked calmly inside the store, nodding politely to the workers who greeted him, then ventured into the back.
taehyung's eyes gleamed with excitement as he removed and slipped on a mannequin's jacket, throwing his to the side. he pushed the white figure into a nearby closet, hoping nobody would find it, posed, took a deep breath and hoped for the best.
after a few minutes, he saw the handsome stranger enter the store, his breathing pattern perturbed.
taehyung noticed how hot he looked when he walked, striding with confidence. how sharp his heaven-sent jawline was, how pretty his doe eyes looked when they sparkled. he was, of course, undeniably good looking. insanely good looking.
taehyung wanted to record the man walking and upload it as a gif on tumblr.
taehyung, who was supposed to be frozen in his place, couldn't stop his eyes from trailing down the other's body. who could blame him.
"hello! have you seen a man in about his mid twenties, with a red beret, silver hair and a long coat, walk into this store? i swear i just saw him enter.." jungkook asked the cashier, eyes darting around the white modern clothing store.
shiiittt. taehyung focus focus focus. be. a. statue.
taehyung's dark brows furrowed in deep concentrating, breath stilling and body unmoving.
just his eyes were beginning to slightly sting, he heard footsteps approaching. he tried his hardest to stop himself from moving, scolding himself to. just. keep. goddamn. still.
he felt his eyes tearing up now, screaming at him to blink.
an addicting scent, foreign yet familiar, flooded his nostrils, filled his lungs. that's when he knew. he was fucked.
he felt a pair of strong hands grip the collar of his jacket. his blood ran cold.
"what a beautiful jacket this is," he purred (this dude legit purred), and yanked taehyung towards him by the neck.
"shit." taehyung could feel the insanely attractive man's heavy breathing against his lips.
his face was undoubtedly burning up at the embarrassment and tension. and the really hot guy in front of him.
