KPOP IMAGINES & OS

Bonnie & Clyde

The police was after us. I could feel the adrenaline rushing into my blood, I could feel the pressure of their presence behind our car. My chest was going up and down to an impossibly rapid pace, like possessed by some evil antity. To my right, my helper was sitting there, silent, like this whole situation wasn't affecting him at all.

- "Isn't that STILL not enough for you?! We fucking stole a jewelry store for millions of dollars, NamJoon! This was fucking dangerous and we did it! The cops are after us, we might go in jail, and that's everything it does to you?!"

The blond guy turned his head towards me, his facial features making me believe he was in pain.

- "You don't understand honey, all that, it's amazing, I mean, I never thought I'd do that in my entire life but... There's something missing..."

And then he started again. He always did that!《Honey, let's take drugs to make our life less boring》,《Honey, let's kill innocent people for my own pleasure》,《Honey, let's rob a jewelry store》, and then,《I feel like there's something missing...》

- "There's always something fucking missing! I'm fed of your dumbass shit! You want more action in your life? I can fucking stop by the road and drop your punk ass right fucking there! That would be exciting, right?!", I screamed, exploding of furiousness.

I saw his eyes widden, and he put his hand on mine (which was resting on the shiffting stick of the car).

- "That's not what I wanted to say, Hoseok, you know it. It's just that..." He turned his head, gazing out the window. "The situation could be more exciting. Like, you could have a couple of grams of meth with you, or... I could..."

I stared at him, glacing towards the road each two seconds or so.

- "You could what? Suck me while I'm driving like hell to get us out of the fucking mess you put us in?! Yeah, you could totally fucking do that! How a great idea NamJoon! They are about to get an helicopter to get us and you want to suck me? Go ahead! No problem! At least if we die or go to prison we'll do so by being both happy!"

I never thought he'd really do it. When I saw him unfastening his seatbelt, my eyes widdened but they stayed focused on the road. I heard the zipper of my jeans, and I felt RapMon's hands on my thighs. I put both of my hands on the steering wheel, bitting my lips and thrusting my nails into the leather of the car. He was teasing me, I was becoming hard, and those fucking cops wouldn't leave us alone...

Shortly after he started teasing me, I made a rough turn to the left and hid the car behind an abandonned house. I heard the cars of the police, a couple of minutes later, speeding past the old building. I could finally breath when the road became silent again, but NamJoon didn't really leave me the time to relax. He took me in his mouth, probably more aroused than me when thinking of the cops looking for us. And as usual, he did what he does best: suck the hell out of me. I stopped the car, moaning as I grabbed the hair of my boyfriend. We were in a relationship, but he wasn't, let's say, really faithful to me. I can't say I've never cheated on him. I did a couple of times. But for him, it was《different》. He could cheat on me with 1,000 guys if I understood his logic. I guess cheating on me gave him intense emotions... Well, he was the one giving me intense emotions at that moment.

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- "I'm sorry for what I said, Hoseok. Believe me, I didn't mean to hurt you. Now, please bae, tell me what's your plan."

I took a sip of my beer, between two bites of my sandwich.

- "Ok, so first, we leave this place. Like, that's f-ing official. We buy plane tickets, I call YoonGi and he can give us false identit--"