Suga is having enough of a shitty day as it is. He doesn't need to be kidnapped and end back up in the very business he has tried so desperately to run away from. Especially when he is confronted to a talkative redhead who doesn't seem the least bit afraid of him, a handsome doctor he once knew, a seductive little mochi too precious & dangerous for this world, an annoying kid very skillful with his hands, a silent hacker he used to work with, and the son of his former nemesis. Soon, he finds himself leading a team of people he doesn't want to lead, heading straight for London to steal some shit he doesn't want to steal, hoping he doesn't have to do what he's known for. Hoping he doesn't have to become August D once more. [Previously posted on AO3 under my username Hopefullylost]

Yoongi is getting complacent. He's letting August go, because who needs a hitman when there's sun, palm trees and beaches? He's cruelly reminded there's no forgetting who he is. Not in a million years. Because it's going to take something darker, something colder than August to get the team out of this one. You never want to take what's his. Ever.