A Confidence Game 1.2 | BTS Mafia And Con Artist AU

A Confidence Game 1.2 | BTS Mafia and Con Artist AU

Plot: Hoseok and Minsuk’s parents have died 11 years ago and they have been con artists for 8 years now. The moment Hoseok wants Minsuk to have a chance to start a new life, the Bangtan mafia approaches them to pull one last con.

Words:3,298

Drama/angst/violence (at some point. we’re dealing with the mafia and con artists here)

Warnings: (M) mature themes

Character Profiles | Previous chapter

Part 1: Foundation Work: The preparations, which are made before the scheme is put in motion, including the elaboration of the plan, the employment of assistants, and so forth.

Over the weekend, Minsuk and Hoseok go to Seoul to get to know the university, the area, and go to the bank to make some bank-to-bank transfers. Minsuk already layered the last bit of the money through online banking in one account. This time she’s going to layer some in person from a different account. This con was the biggest one the two of them have ever pulled; kind of as the last hurrah before they leave the game for good and also for raising Minsuk’s college fund. 

Since it is first time they conned such a large amount, she and Hoseok have set up numerous accounts in different countries, aside from the ones they already have. Majority of the money are in off-shore accounts in those countries and they have accountants there on high authority of secrecy that help them launder those thoroughly. They basically help set up regular transfers in-and-out of those accounts to give the impression of income and investments. Each transfer in each account has varied amounts and they cover its origins to be from its own country. After this, the pair will go on a wonderful shopping spree, to launder a small amount through purchasing assets and also a way to celebrate.

“Gangnam prices are crazy.” Minsuk mumbles as Hoseok hands his card over to the waiter to pay for the lunch.

“It’s not that much more expensive, food-wise. Not like we don’t have the money for it. And it was well spent. Look at your plate! You practically licked it clean.” Hoseok laughs at her as he stuffs his wallet into his back pocket. She looks at her plate.

The restaurant has a dark atmosphere with one lamp over every table. The light is blinding through the reflection of her large white plate. Food residue is apparent, but Hoseok is right, she had taken her finger to wipe the last bit of sauce off the plate.

“If I don’t have you with me, I probably wouldn’t come to such an expensive place though.” she sighs, subtly reminding him how much of an impact it was for her that he wouldn’t be with her. He caught it, but he isn’t going to let her off like that.

“Well, you will be once a week. Remember? I will visit you all the time.” He grins. She returns a half smile. She’s normally more stubborn than he is, but this is one thing the two of them have argued time and time again. If he put his foot down so many times, she knows he will out-stubborn her on this one.

He isn’t just arguing with her though, he knows that if he wants her to see it through his way, she needs to see what is offered in his ideas. They have visited the university campus and to be honest, the both of them really had a blast. He got her excited about going back to school and learning everything in a more formal, but casual setting.

They walked into one of the summer classes, and since it was college, no one really cares. She loves the feeling of anonymity but also being of something bigger, it was being in a con to her. He told her to have fun. She could even go in with different personalities. He played on her playful and creative spirit she indulges in whenever she has to pull a con; just as long as the teachers who actually takes attendance knows who she is. He made her laugh and get embarrassed when he winked at some college girls in passing. She’s going to have to keep him off campus, for college girls’ sake.

“Where to next?” she asks when the two of them step out of the restaurant.

“I think, we should go invest in some stocks.” He winks. They hop onto a train to make their way to the stock exchange.

Today is super packed and they have to squish themselves in the middle; but with Hoseok, Minsuk is still content.

Hoseok is her pillar of strength wherever she goes and she will comfortably admit her dependence on her brother. As much as he enjoys her dependence on him, he often feels the complete opposite. Minsuk gives him something to live for. He honestly feels dependent on her, for her dependence on him. He loves the fact that it has always the two of them against the world. But when two people are co-dependent on each other, they will spiral down into reclusive existence. He can’t allow that to happen to her. She has a lot to offer to this world and he needs others to see her. He needs her to see that. The cons had implanted darkness in her like a parasite. He’s so afraid that it will be all that she ever knows. She has to see what else she can do with her life.

The overhead voice in the train notifies them of their stop, but it is also for just about everyone else. At first, there is not much to think about, just to keep herself from tripping over, but Minsuk starts to notice some sort of pattern that has everyone moving her along, farther than Hoseok, him being forced back. She wants to turn her head, but with everyone forcing her body forward, she can’t orient herself properly. She feels like Batman in a stiff suit.

Hoseok notices the pattern too and senses intention to it. He starts to assert himself to shove through everyone. His heart rate and breath quickens as strangers’ heads disorient his vision of Minsuk getting farther and farther away. When he finally makes his way through, she’s gone. 

He has his hands up in his hair as he feels anxiety. When the two of them were still starting out as amateurs, not every paper trail was burned. Not every con from start to finish had been finished completely clean and they both had their fair share of repercussions. Since eight years ago, the two of them have been able to improve their act for clean executions but they can’t be sure if they are able to cover all their past tracks. For all he knows, this is another person who had finally tracked them down.

His phone rings and he knows it was Minsuk. He picks it up without looking and keeps looking around.

“Where did you go?”

“Calm down.” her voice is far too calm, it’s rigid. He looks at the phone and it’s Minsuk’s number. So at least she can communicate.

“Where are you?” He takes a deep breath and asks a little more calmly this time. Whoever has her, they want him to cooperate.

“The information of where they’re taking me is stored in my phone. Hack into it and you will figure out where I’m going. I’ll see you later.” And then the phone is cut off. Hoseok closes his eyes and sighs. This is a test. If it is a test, then this isn’t going to be the end of it. Either way, he needs to find Minsuk before anything else.

He quickly sets himself aside to a corner and opens his bag to take out his laptop. He hacks into Minsuk’s phone too many times for cyber security purposes; he basically created his own security system in her phone to keep her phone from being hacked. He keeps hacking into her phone in order to know how to improve its system; so at this point, only he knows how to get into her phone and all her history. Luckily she doesn’t have anything to hide from him, especially when they agreed for him to do so on her phone. 

It takes him 2 minutes to hack into Minsuk’s phone. She doesn’t have any files, no new contact information, where is he going to find the information? He searches her browsing history and finds two paired sets of three and four digits. He instantly clicks that they are phone numbers but the pairs are obviously scrambled. He fixes the numbers and gets two phone numbers. He hacks the two phone numbers and although they are obviously just disposable, they also have a security system from being hacked. But they are next to nothing compared to his hacking system. 

He quickly gets in and finds one latitude coordinate and one longitude coordinate on the two different numbers. The moment he gets the two coordinates, the phones disappear from his screen; they are destroyed. He plugs in the two coordinates on an online map and finds the address. He looks up and sees that the train that is about to leave is the one he needs to take. He jumps up with all his stuff and scrambles his way, luckily there are less people and he makes it in time.

When he settles himself, he looks at the address more closely. It is a hotel in Gangnam; they were just there in the restaurant of that hotel. It’s possible that the two of them had been followed since then. But if someone has worked their way into phones and kidnapping, obviously they’ve been watching them for a while. All of this is premeditated.

He rubs his face and puts away his computer; he knows where he needs to go now. He watches the train map above the door. The blinking light indicates that he has two more stops. That’s two stops too many.

The moment he steps into the hotel, he realizes he is still missing one more crucial piece of information. This hotel is big. He doesn’t know her exact location.

He hacks into her phone again, hoping to look for any new information. There is a new memo note on her phone with 7 symbols. He breaks the encryption to turn the symbols into numbers and hacks into the new number. Once again, there is another memo note on the new number: 1164-816.

He rushes to the elevator to the top floor, where the room numbers starts on 1100’s.

On the top floor, he finds the room which is the penthouse suite with a number keypad. He punches in 816 and enters.

His first instinct is to focus on Minsuk and he sees her sitting on a chair with her legs crossed and her hands resting in her lap. Her head whips to the sound of the door opening. Her nervousness turns into relief. He rushes his way towards you but is stopped by men.

“Hello, Mr. Jung. Let him go, boys.” Hoseok looks to the man who had given the orders. He is a young man, probably younger than Hoseok. He has orange hair that is parted in the middle and his hair waves out. He is shorter than him, but most definitely more built than him. He is obviously a fighting type. By strength, this man overpowers Hoseok, but Hoseok is an accurate speedster. He wonders how he would fair in a fight with this man. But something tells Hoseok that he won’t fight him unless Hoseok throws the first punch. Either that or he was given an order.

This man has the mark of the mafia. The man has many thick and heavy rings on his fingers, but there is a gold one that stands out. There is probably an insignia on it but Hoseok is too far away to see it clearly. If only he sees it, he’d know which mafia they are dealing with.

Hoseok walks slower this time to reach Minsuk. She holds her hands out and he connects with her as soon as he gets close enough. Her hands are still warm; that is a good sign.

“Get Mr. Jung a chair; he’s been running all over the place. How are you? Do you need some water?” Hoseok looks to Minsuk’s side to see her glass of water. She obviously drank some, so the water is safe. Even so.

“No, thank you.” One of the men sets a chair next to Minsuk and Hoseok slowly sits down. His hand never leaves hers. He looks to her and her eyes speak only confusion. If her eyes still holds confusion, that means that she hasn’t been able to obtain any information about why they took her and why the two of them are here. Either she is too cautious or they won’t budge. At least her eyes don’t hold any fear.

“Now that you two are here. Let me just say, it is incredible to see you work, Mr. Jung. And the swiftness when you rushed through those train doors. Talk about cutting it close. I was actually really nervous, I wasn’t sure if you’d notice that it was the train you had to take. It was like watching a movie.” This man was watching him?

“Oh, by the way. I’m Jimin.” The orange top finally introduces himself.

“Why are we here?” Hoseok asks directly.

“You’re not nearly as tactful as your sister.  She at least tried to have a regular conversation first.” Jimin shakes his head in disapproval. He grabs a chair and sits down in front of them two; very casually to keep the mood light.

“Anyway, it’s been an honor to see your work. I wanted to ask you, why do you think you’re here? I mean, you came so willingly. I know it was for your sister and she must be your everything, but there was absolutely no hesitation. All for your sister. I’ll admit, I find that very admirable of you.” Jimin goes on talking about the two of them until he realizes he isn’t getting any reaction out of either of them.

“So, I mean, back to our topic. Take a guess. Why are you here? I bet you noticed by now, I’m in the mafia, Bangtan to be exact.” Hoseok stiffens in his seat now that his speculation is confirmed. Bangtan mafia is quite big, as far as their influence goes. Even when they went over to the States to set up accounts, they heard whispers of Bangtan’s name. It’s a big deal that a big mafia group would spot out the two of them; unsuspecting con artists who works for themselves.

“Who was it?” Hoseok asks, “Who did we con that made you notice us? Was it an associate of yours? Another member? I’m sorry. But let my sister go. I’m the one that plans our cons, not her. She’s usually the one who executes it, that’s all.”

“But isn’t she the one who picks your mark first?” Jimin points out. He knows that she’s the picker. So that must mean that they’ve been followed for a while.

“It’s okay. It’s not the point. I mean, yes. A lot of your cons deal with the rich, and well, you’ve crossed us before. Do you know how much you took from us? We saw them first, but you two strike faster than a King Cobra. Once again though, I applaud your eye for the ignorant. It would seem that you two are very compatible with our vision, our targets.” It clicks into Hoseok that this isn’t about revenge. Something about Jimin’s demeanor that tells Hoseok that today is not about murder or revenge. He sees Minsuk shift in her seat. She’s caught on as well; probably a little earlier than Hoseok because she’s been here longer, just needed more evidence.

“You want us to do a job.” Minsuk finally speaks up, declaratively more than interrogatively. This whole time, they aren’t watching the two of them, per say, they are watching their work. The mafia is very business-like. Her guess is that they are looking for potential associates.

Jimin looks at her and throws his head back in laughter, “Very intuitive, Ms. Jung. Yes, we do. We need someone of your talents. You see, there’s a po – “

“No.” Hoseok declines, cutting off Jimin. Jimin looks at Hoseok in surprise. Hoseok’s not sure if it’s because Hoseok declines, or because he interrupted Jimin.

“We are not con artists for-hire. And we just did our last con.” Hoseok is going to put his foot down. He already doesn’t want Minsuk to mess around in this life anymore. And it’s even worse now. 

The mafia wants her to plunge her hands in filth again. They will want to control the con, not her. They will keep her in their books longer than she will live. All this time, the two of them have been doing all of this for survival, not for money; at least Hoseok wasn’t. Minsuk isn’t doing it for the money either, but she might have taken to the thrill of a con. He needs that to stop. There will be no turning back with the mafia.

“I know. Your sister is going off to college, you have a stable job. I get it. It sounds like a great time to start anew. We can help you. We can pay for your sister’s college.” Minsuk perks up at the mention of that. That would mean the money they saved up for her college could be used for something else. Say, an apartment in Seoul for Hoseok.

“We only need one job from you guys. This is a make-it-or-break-it on our end so after this, there’s no point in asking for more help from you two. Not that we will cut you out after helping us, no, no. We never forget the help, we don’t hurt those who help us. We simply want your help on one job. Afterwards, your life is still yours to live. Not ours. We will not hold anything against you. We will burn every paper trail of your existence that will connect to us in anyway. If we ever get caught and give names, not that we ever will in general, but your name goes to the grave with us. We can promise on that.” Jimin looks at the pair seriously.

The funny thing about the underbelly of every society, there is like some sort of code for the evil.  The rest of the society always gets hurt because they don’t retaliate; no eye for eye. But every criminal has their individual abilities to hurt another, and they’re not afraid to do so if anyone ever crosses them. It’s the reason why there are no secrets. One will never hurt anyone who has the ability to hurt one back, and possibly twice as hard. But criminals are still skeptical in every corner, believing it’s the way to stay alive. If one wants cooperation, it’s best to keep one-self open and loyal, put honesty in every word.

Still, the two of them are con artists. Hoseok is right, they never did a job for anyone else, so why start now, when they want to end this career? Jimin personally thinks that they contacted them a little too late, but it isn’t his job to speak up about that. He looks back and forth between them too. Minsuk obviously shows interest, but still wants to know more. Hoseok just looks stern.

Jimin sighs; the administration really should have asked Tae to do this. He gets up to go to the next room and speed-dials.

“Yoongi, it seems that the brother is a little more hesitant right now. Minsuk looks interested but she’s not going to move if her brother won’t. I really think Tae should take over at this point. I –“

“Don’t worry about it, you’re doing just fine. We expected this to happen.” The underboss reassures Jimin, but that just makes him more confused.

“If you didn’t think I was going to get them at the first try, then why’d you –“

“You are step one.” A few more words from Yoongi and he hangs up. Jimin scrunches his lips to one side. Okay; whatever Yoongi says, goes.

Jimin goes back to the room where Hoseok and Minsuk are quietly talking to each other.

“So, how goes it? What do you think?” Jimin asks with a smile.

“If you really wanted cooperation, first of all, you’re not giving us enough information to agree to anything. Secondly, you started on the wrong foot. How is taking my sister going to make me want to cooperate with you?”

“Fair enough,” Jimin shrugs, “So let’s start all over. How about dinner?”

Next chapter

Seventh Year of Hogwarts and Legacy | BTS Hogwarts AU

Last year

To no one’s surprise, Namjoon became Head Boy. Almost no one lost that bet because everyone already sided on Namjoon. Those who did lose were those who wanted to compete...They went broke…Namjoon secretly reimbursed them a good fraction of their losses because he felt bad.

Seokjin achieved Exceed Expectations N.E.W.T. levels

Yoongi achieved Outstanding N.E.W.T. levels

Hoseok achieved Outstanding N.E.W.T. levels

Namjoon achieved Outstanding N.E.W.T. levels

Jimin achieved Exceed Expectations N.E.W.T. levels

Taehyung achieved Outstanding and Exceed Expectations N.E.W.T levels

Jungkook achieved Exceed Expectations N.E.W.T. levels

The boys finally pulled a prank, through Taehyung’s spontaneous request as their hurrah, on their way through the graduation ceremony where they set off a prank in every classroom of Hogwarts. Each classroom was set according to a sequence they came up with so no one knew when and where the next prank would be. The pranks lasted for a three days and luckily the professors were able to interject the last bit of them which would have been in the professor’s corridors.

They all finally registered their animagus form when they graduated

Patronus

To no one’s surprise, they learned the patronus charm in their class. Their patronus charm was their animagus form

Seokjin’s happiest moment was when he first saw the Hogwarts kitchen and the scent of food was absorbed into him.

Yoongi’s happiest moment is when he shared the secret about the Room of Requirement with his friends

Hoseok’s happiest moment is when he was sorted into Hufflepuff

Namjoon’s happiest moment is when he was chosen to be Head boy

Jimin’s happiest moment is when he stayed in the hospital for a week and his friends always visited him

Taehyung’s happiest moment is when he finally transfigured into a lion

Jungkook’s happiest moment when he saw the secret passage he made with his friends was a success

Kim Seokjin

Wand wood: Supple Applewood with unicorn hair core. The owner of an apple wand is well-loved and long-lived. There’s great personal charm to those of an apple wand. The wizard typically communicates well with other magical beings. Unicorn hair is consistent and strongly attached. Supple flexibility

Hogwarts legacy: used his Hufflepuff patience to explore with his Gryffindor’s bravery. Most adventurous

Squad legacy: Harmony. Promote the go-with-the-flow attitude, an absence of conflict, and make everyone feel like their individuality is respected

Career: went into the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes in the Ministry of Magic. First a part of the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad before transferring to the Muggle-Worthy Excuse Committee.

Min Yoongi

Wand wood: Slightly springy pine wood with phoenix feather core. Independent, individual master who may be perceived as a loner, intriguing and perhaps mysterious. Pine wands enjoy being used creatively, and unlike some others, will adapt unprotestingly to new methods and spells. Sensitive to non-verbal magic.

Hogwarts legacy: used his Ravenclaw originality to accomplish his ambitions with his Slytherin’s resourcefulness. Most unpredictable

Squad legacy: Self-assuredness. Cut through the bullshit, be sure of their convictions, and motivate others to hold themselves in higher standards of personal vision and logic.

Career: went into the Department of Magical Law Enforcement in the Ministry of Magic. Majority of his career was an Auror before retiring into the investigation department

Jung Hoseok

Wand wood: Pliant cedar wood with unicorn hair core. Strength of character and unusually loyal. Perspicacious and perceptive. Potential to be a frightening adversary, which often comes as a shock to those who have thoughtlessly challenged them.

Hogwarts legacy: used Gryffindor chivalry to express his Hufflepuff kindness. Most altruistic

Squad legacy: Enthusiasm. Brighten up what has become dull, boost morale, embrace possibilities, and inspire others to feel like their best selves

Career: went into the Department of International Magical Cooperation in the Ministry of Magic. Was a part of the International Confederation of Wizards before transferring into the Department of Mysteries, working as an Unspeakable in the Hall of Prophecy and Love Chamber 

Kim Namjoon

Wand wood: Solid spruce wood with phoenix feather core. There is certain deftness to working with spruce. It needs a firm hand and the wizard must be a bold spell-caster with a good sense of humor. Phoenix feathers are picky and very independent. It emphasizes the need for a firm hand, a leader-like hand. Solid is inflexible but not the toughest.

Hogwarts legacy: used his Ravenclaw knowledge to bring Gryffindor glory. Most diligent

Squad legacy: Independence. Remind everyone not to get lost in group think and to embrace their personal convictions and interests

Career: worked his way up the hierarchy in the Ministry of Magic. Started out as a Junior Assistant, to a Senior Undersecretary, to an Advisor, and finally a Minister for Magic.

Park Jimin

Wand wood: Pliant larch wood with unicorn hair core. Instills courage and confidence in the user. Hard to please and tricky to handle. The wizard may never realize the full extent of their considerable talents until paired with it, but that they will then make an exceptional match.

Hogwarts legacy: used Gryffindor courage to demonstrate Hufflepuff loyalty. Most considerate

Squad legacy: Light-heartedness. Lighten the mood, make others feel at ease, and make sure everyone fully engages with the wonderful world around them.

Career: went into the Department of Magical Games and Sports in the Ministry of Magic.  Worked in the British and Irish Quidditch League Headquarters before going into the Ludicrous Patents Office

Kim Taehyung

Wand wood: Hard chestnut wood with dragon heartstring core. Chestnut varies greatly depending on the wand core and the owner’s personality. Most of the time, the owners are “skilled tamers of magical beasts”, and “possess great gifts in herbology”, and “natural fliers”. With dragon heartstring, owner possibly is overfond of luxury and material things, and less scrupulous than they should be about how they are obtained. Although Taehyung isn’t overly fond of luxury, for sure he has ambitions he doesn’t care how he gets to it.

Hogwarts legacy: uses his Slytherin cleverness to execute his Gryffindor’s daring deeds. Most ingenious

Squad legacy: Outside-of-the-box thinking. Challenge everyone to engage in debate, approach issues from new angles, and think of new ways they never thought before

Career: went into the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures in the Ministry of Magic.  He worked all three Beasts, Being, and Spirit Divisions before settling into the Department of Mysteries, working as an Unspeakable in the Space and Time Chambers

Jeon Jungkook

Wand wood: Quite flexible holly wood with dragon heartstring core. Considered protective. Works happily who may need help overcoming angry tendencies.

Hogwarts legacy: uses his Slytherin’s sense of fraternity to prove his Hufflepuff dedication. Most allegiant

Squad legacy: Loyalty. Support their friends in times of trouble, act as a solid, warm, and caring pillar to lean on.

Career: went into the Department of Magical Games and Sports in the Ministry of Magic. He worked in the British and Irish Quidditch League Headquarters before transferring to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement as a hit wizard.

Sixth Year of Hogwarts | BTS Hogwarts AU

Last year

Seokjin became Gryffindor Quidditch captain. He was a very gentle captain, his team was known as most harmonious.

Yoongi became Slytherin Quidditch captain. He was a very stern captain. His team was known as most hardworking.

Hoseok became Hufflepuff Quidditch captain. He was a very detailed captain. His team was known as most efficient.

The three of them had a friendly competition to win the Quidditch cup. Hufflepuff won.

Namjoon often referred to his friends as his dream team. Seokjin as keeper, Taehyung and Jimin as beaters, Yoongi as seeker, and Jungkook was very versatile and could have been any position, Hoseok as chaser. If Namjoon wanted to, he could probably pull of the simplest task of a chaser as well.

Seokjin decided to further his education in Muggle Studies, Charms, Transfiguration, Potions, Care of Magical Creatures, and Herbology through N.E.W.T. classes

Yoongi decided to further his education in Defense Against the Dark Arts, Potions, Transfiguration, Study of Ancient Runes, Charms, and Astronomy through N.EW.T. classes

Hoseok decided to further his education in History of Magic, Study of Ancient Runes, Transfiguration, Charms, and Muggle Studies through N.E.W.T. classes

Namjoon decided to further his education in Study of Ancient Runes, Transfiguration, Charms, Arithmancy, and Defense Against the Dark Arts through N.E.W.T. classes

Jimin decided to further his education in Muggle Studies, Charms, Potions, and Transfiguration through N.E.W.T. classes

Taehyung decided to further his education in Care of Magical Creatures, Divination, Charms, Transfiguration, and Astronomy through N.E.W.T. classes. Added Alchemy

Jungkook decided to further his education in Defense Against the Dark Arts, Potions, Transfiguration, Herbology, and Charms through N.E.W.T. classes

As all of them take Transfiguration they have a blast in putting what they’ve learned to practice.

In Transfiguration, N.E.W.T. level learns Human Transfiguration, Conjuration, and Untransfiguration. Human transfiguration was easy to understand since they’ve all learned to become animagus.

Everyone loved the nonverbal spells they learned. Learning the skill made pranks and stealth so much more efficient and less likely to get caught.

Taehyung once conjured a lion to lay its head on Jimin’s lap who ended up talking to the lion for 10 minutes about his dream last night of a neon blue tiger sniffing his socks in the Great Hall and what he thinks it means. Should he have Taehyung to check out the divination book?

Jungkook once pranked Seokjin by sneaking Amortentia potion into the drinks of 10 girls from different houses, those girls ended up bothering Seokjin for a week.

Seokjin retaliated by drinking a Volubilis potion to sound like Jungkook. He shouted from the top of the stairs, declaring love to 20 different girls, all in Hufflepuff.

Hoseok always teased Jimin like a child. Jimin made the Shrinking Solution and acted as a bigger brother, tugging young Hoseok around. He regretted it when Hoseok turned back to his real age.

It was high-time for the boys to come up with their own secret code of runes, designed by Namjoon, Yoongi, and Hoseok.

The code was written over their walls in the Room of Requirement and etched around the eighth portrait frame that was the secret passage entrance.

Learning the unforgivable curses in Defense Against the Dark Arts was a particularly difficult hurdle for Yoongi. He brooded about how his family members had been victims of all three curses. His friends promised to never play or joke around about it.

They thought that playing with Veritaserum would be a lot of fun. They all took it and took time to ask each other questions about how they felt about each other, whether they liked the same or different girls, etc. Turns out there weren’t much they didn’t already know about each other in those aspects; they were very open about their thoughts in general. It was a comforting thought, if a little boring.

They did learn strange quirks and habits which made up for it.

Seokjin always sleeps with one sock. Just one, but he switches the foot every night.

Yoongi brought his baby mobile from his infancy to Hogwarts. Charms the space above his bed so no one else sees it.

Hoseok never liked finishing a drink to the very bottom. He always leaves a little at the end.

Namjoon has a skull at home which he likes tapping at its teeth and poking into the eye sockets when he’s thinking.

Jimin likes to sink his teeth in his scarf. Apparently the boys have already observed this; they just never brought it up. But they didn’t know that it was because his parents always handed scarves to him when he was teething.

Taehyung thinks that smelling people’s hair will determine whether they will be good friends. He was a little iffy when he first secretly sniffed Yoongi’s hair because he wasn’t sure what he smelled, but during the summer, he smelled the new but same scent on his father’s head, so he knew it was okay to be friends with Yoongi.

Jungkook ties his shoelaces together before he goes to sleep. He sleepwalks sometimes and he needs his shoes to stop him before he gets out the door.

Yoongi brewed a Felix Felicis potion for each of his friend’s birthday.

Seokjin used it after he graduated from Hogwarts. He went backpacking around the continent and came across a magical creature terrorizing a village. He captured the beast and brought it back to magical authority without the village knowing who their magnificent hero was.

Yoongi has not used it yet to this day. He has not yet found something worthy enough to use it.

Hoseok has not used it to this day. Does not plan to use it at all, but keeps it as a sweet memory and present from his friend.

Namjoon finally used it five years later when he attended a ball where he was asked to perform a dance because he was one of the esteemed authorities there. There, he also got the courage to ask out a girl he liked for a while.

Jimin used it when he brought his friends to attend a muggle music event. He got to be a random guest on the stage of a famous music artist he really admired. He bumped into all his favorite artists that night and still keeps in contact with them.

Taehyung used it during the summer he graduated from Hogwarts when he used a whole week to explore the deep ocean, the deepest anyone has ever attempted. He doesn’t tell anyone what he’s seen but he has it all written down somewhere. Maybe he’ll leave a series of clues for his grandchildren to find and publish it one day.

Jungkook is planning to use it soon because his girlfriend is finally introducing him to her parents.

 Seokjin smells his mother’s cooking, blueberry and lavender soap, and campfires

Yoongi smells citrus, coffee, and leather

Hoseok smells chocolate, cashmere, and baked goods

Namjoon smells rain, jasmines, and old books

Jimin smells tropical fruit, the beach, and caramel apples

Taehyung smells strawberries, Kneazle’s fur, and fresh pine

Jungkook smells clean and fresh linens, a mixture of vanilla and blackberries, and green tea

Next year

I Ship It | Jungkook ft. Jimin and Taehyung

Summary line: Different members of BTS are subtly matchmaking other members to you

Jimin had one arm, and Taehyung had another. Together, they attempted to pull their young Jungkookie out of bed. Unfortunately, all they got was a sliding slug from the couch to the floor.

Namjoon had fallen asleep before Jungkook again, which is never a surprise because Jungkook hardly sleeps early. Namjoon’s snoring has been getting worse and Jungkook was too irritated to try sleeping above the bed of a bulldozer last night.

“Come on! It’s fun! Our friends from high school are fun!” Jimin crouched down to Jungkook’s body on the floor and nudged his shoulder.

“I’m surprised you still keep in touch with them.” Jungkook mumbled and turned his head away from Jimin. Jimin “tsked” him and got up, letting Taehyung come in to give it a shot.

“We’re going for ice cream. I’ll treat you and Jimin.” That got a twitch from Jungkook’s eyebrows though his eyes stayed closed. Tae doesn’t really pay for people a lot. That’s interesting.

“Mmm…” Jungkook groaned and rolled over before sitting up with his eyes still closed. Taehyung patted his back with a smile and got up, telling him that he has 20 minutes before they leave.

“Your treat, huh?” Jimin put an arm on Taehyung’s shoulder as they waited for Jungkook to get ready, “You’re being pretty obvious.”

“Ah, he’s too tired to think about that right now anyway. Besides, one day, he’ll be treating us to a whole wedding feast.” Taehyung winked and Jimin laughed.

Jungkook had his head down at his phone playing games for a while now. The trio was already at the ice-cream parlor and sat down, waiting for Jimin and Taehyung’s old high school classmates. If he had noticed his surroundings, he would have recognized Taehyung’s nervous habit of bouncing his knees and Jimin who keeps glancing at the door.

There was a ring of a bell that signaled customer entry into the shop. Taehyung and Jimin shot up, which to Jungkook also did belatedly.

“Hi!” You threw your arms outward as you walked over to your two ex-classmates. You would have shouted their names, but you didn’t want to cause that much attention. Just by checking out their corner table, you knew they want to keep it on the down-low.

Jimin let go of you and then Taehyung came in next for your embrace. You looked at the corner of you eye to see a very familiar face through a screen, but never in person.

“Hi, Jungkook.” You said very friendly. He smiled and nodded at you.

“Have you guys picked your ice cream yet? Let me pay. I haven’t seen you guys in forever.” You pointed to yourself and led the boys to the line in front of the ice cream display.

“I promised that I would treat Jungkook and Jimiin if he came out because it’s so rare, so it’s okay.” Taehyung smiled at you.

“Well it’s even rarer that I get to see you guys, so I want to. I’ll treat Jungkook. It’s okay, right?” You looked at all three of them.

“Okay, I’ll treat you next time, Jungkook.” Taehyung patted Jungkook on the shoulder. You and Jimin were up ahead to chat while Jungkook and Taehyung stayed behind you two.

“Don’t you guys have more friends, I thought more people were coming.” Jungkook asked Taehyung.

“Y/N doesn’t have a normal schedule, so we’ll meet up with the others. We’re just meeting up with Y/N right now. She’s all we need anyway. She’s really cool. She’s majoring in Kinesiology to be an athletic trainer. She works at a gym and volunteers at that children’s foster home we went to a couple years ago, we introduced it to her and now she goes every other week.” Taehyung smiled gleefully, gushing about his wonderful friend as he watched his other wonderful friend staring at the back of your head as he listened about you.

“What do you guys want?” You turned back to them. Jungkook stared at you for just an extra two seconds to see your face with a relaxed smile. He mirrored yours.

“Are you eating? I feel like I should have told them to give you an extra scoop.” You nudged Jimin at your side.

“I eat!” Jimin promised.

“He just exercises twice as much to lose what he gained.” Taehyung also shared your disapproving look at Jimin.

“Look, I’m all about exercising, but please don’t exhaust yourself. Overdoing it will just give you a backlash.” You stuffed another spoonful of your ice cream.

“I don’t want people to worry about me. I won’t let it go too far.” Jimin said. You frowned because you felt like it wasn’t enough for you.

“Jimin, I really care about you, I know you. I really care about all of you.” You emphasized, looking around the table, “No one will love you any less for gaining an extra pound. No one will love you any more just because you have abs. You’re you and ARMY loves you. If they didn’t, they wouldn’t be ARMY and you don’t have to worry about those people, okay.” You ducked your head to get better eye contact with Jimin.

Jimin nodded and leaned his head on top of yours, “Thanks.”

Jungkook watched the exchange and his eyes were locked in on your contact. He cleared his throat. What was he doing?

“So, y/n, where do you study?” At Jungkook’s interjection to have a direct conversation with you, Jimin and Taehyung exchanged looks.

“SNU. I’m starting my third year at the next term, so it will be more about my major’s core classes. I’m so excited to be done with the general ed.”

“You want to know how she got in? She was the lifeguard of the school swimming pool and saved the child of the dean. He personally reviewed her transcripts, application, and handpicked her to be one of the people to have an in-person interview. It was so cool!” Jimin jumped excitedly. Jungkook looked at you and you looked down to your ice cream as you scooped your last bit and smiled.

“That’s so cool!” Jungkook leaned in with a grin.

“Thank you. But Jimin, you’re not my mother, stop telling that story to everyone. It’s getting embarrassing.”

“What, I’ve only told Jungkook, and Yoongi-hyung, Hoseok-hyung, Seokjin-hyung, Namjoon-hyung, our makeup noona, coordi noona, teacher Son, Bang – “

“Jimin!” You laughed.

“How come the others heard about y/n first?” Jungkook asked, specifically his hyungs.

“They’ve actually met her before. Even Yoongi-hyung. You’re last on the list.” Taehyung licked his spoon and dropped it in the empty cup.

“If you want to meet other cool people, you should come out more. Even Yoongi-hyung beat you to y/n!” Jimin teased.

“One’s all I need.” Jungkook mumbled. You raised an eyebrow. He thought he was quiet, but even if the shops fans spun faster, you could have heard him. Not only you, Taehyung and Jimin also heard him. It amused them two because they know competitive Jungkook, but this is the first time anyone has ever seen him like this.

“I need to catch the bus. I’ll see you guys next time.” You collected everyone’s empty cups and dirty napkins and got up to throw it in the trash can. You came back to the table and the boys stood up. Jimin and Taehyung gave you a good bye hug. You looked at Jungkook.

“I know it’s the first time I met you, but can I give you a hug?” Jungkook gave a smile, suppressing the nervous expression, and nodded. You stepped forward and gave him a hug. Oh my God, you smell like fresh laundry.

You waved bye to them and they walked in the opposite direction of you. Jungkook was the last to turn away from your retreating figure.

“What gym does she work at?” Jungkook asked, super subtle.

“It’s the fourth closest gym near BigHit. We don’t go to that one because ours is still closer to between us and BigHit.” Taehyung informed. Jungkook only hummed and looked back down at his phone.

“It’s not that far. It would be a good run.” Jungkook mumbled to himself as he zoomed in the map on his phone.

Jimin and Taehyung exchanged winks. They’ll see you again very soon.

This is a short series I’m going to be doing. Not every member will be matched, but every member will appear in the series. If you wanna know who is going to be matched, I’ll give you a hint. During the “BTS, please choose” corner, there was one question where they were split 4-3 where Suga and Jin were not in the same group. That question has all the extroverts in the same group +1.

Also, thank you @bangtan-writing for helping me out with sorting out some throughts for this scenario series. Mwah!

1 (Guess who!) | 3 (Guess who!)

A Confidence Game 1.1 | BTS Mafia and Con Artist AU

Plot: Hoseok and Minsuk’s parents have died 11 years ago and they have been con artists for 8 years now. The moment Hoseok wants Minsuk to have a chance to start a new life, the Bangtan mafia approaches them to pull one last con.

Words:4,248 | Drama/angst/violence (at some point. we’re dealing with the mafia and con artists here)

Warnings: (M) mature themes

Character Profiles

Part 1: Foundation Work: The preparations, which are made before the scheme is put in motion, including the elaboration of the plan, the employment of assistants, and so forth.

Jung Minsuk makes light conversation with Mr. Kim as they both wait for his artwork inspector. Honestly, she’s not the type to make small talk, but rich heiresses are; and that’s what she is right now. Mr. Kim is a middle aged man with too much money to enjoy any other pursuit in life other than collecting artwork. Such men have plenty to share and they’re perfect sponsors for her college fund.

A clean and slim man with handsome features and thin frames walks into the shipping warehouse. He carries a large silver briefcase, loaded with an artwork inspection kit. Mr. Kim turns around at the sound of his entrance and extends an arm to introduce him to her. But she already knows him.

“Ms. Song, please allow me to introduce you to Park Jinhyuk. Mr. Park, this is Song Sooyoung. Mr. Park is very adept in verifying artworks. He’s helped me on numerous occasions.” She gives a polite nod at her brother and he gives her a quick head bow as if it is their first meeting.

“The Cyclone, Tsunami, Firestorm. They are all verified by this man right here. I’ve spent the last half year hunting down the Natural Forces Collection. Now the only one that’s missing – “

“Is my Earthquake.” She finishes his sentence for him and he nods at her with a grin. She looks over at Hoseok who silently and diligently gives a once-over on the artwork before he set down his brief case to take out his inspection kit to examine the painting.

“And why is it now that you want to verify this artwork with Mr. Park, after so many times you’ve bought so many other artworks of mine?” She asks Mr. Kim. In total, he’s bought four other artworks and antiques from her; all were real, but at a much lower price than the Natural Forces. That doesn’t mean the Natural Forces are any more valuable though. If anything, they’re less real and practically worthless.

“The Earthquake is a bit more important to me. My other experts need to eat too. I request for Mr. Park’s expertise on the more expensive and important artworks.” She inwardly shakes her head at the ignorance. Though he’s spent a little less than a decade pursuing art, he knows nothing about it. He’s just another pretentious old man. She’s dealt with too many ignorant people. She’s grateful at some level; they technically were the ones who’ve pays her to learn a lesson. But still, she is astounded and disappointed by the number of ignorant people in this world.

“I guess the previous items in my possession were too good for you to pass up before you came to my Earthquake.” She smiles. They better be. She and her brother spent almost a whole year to acquire them to be their bait.

“Yes. I can’t believe I’ve dealt with you so many times, that I never asked whether you knew about the Earthquake, let alone ask if you had it. You had so many other…tempting collectables for me to acquire, that I completely forgot about the matter for a period of time.” Mr. Kim’s lids lowers halfway as his eyes trails down from her brown contacts to the pearl necklace resting on her collarbone.

“To be fair,” she brings his attention back up to her eyes, “I probably wouldn’t have told you when we first met.” He looks at you quizzically.

“The Earthquake is a very prized painting, Mr. Kim. I didn’t let it out of my sight for two weeks. I kept it in my bedroom so I could just stare at it until I fell asleep.” She peripherally notes that Hoseok’s hand twitch at her words. Really? You’re laying it on a little thick, aren’t you? She can hear him chastise her.

“So why do you want to sell it now?” Mr. Kim clears his throat.

“I’m looking into another collection right now. I’ve had the Earthquake long enough. Besides, you already have the other three. Might as well reunite them since I can’t have it.” She explains. You are a fickle rich heiress who wants doesn’t care for long term sentimentality and have a business mind, she reminds yourself.

“Oh, and what collection are you looking into?” Mr. Kim raises his round glasses.

“Ah, sorry. I can’t tell you. I wouldn’t want you to fight me for it. I can get pretty vicious.” She wink.

“Well, I don’t doubt women being vicious sometimes. But who would want to fight you for anything?” She just smiles at him, letting his imagination run wild. That’s the funny thing about humans; their imagination. But most of them are very small minded.

“Mr. Kim.” His attention is brought to her brother. All Mr. Kim needs is Mr. Park’s nod and his grin widens at the approval. He looks at the paining and gestures at his men to take the painting.

“Ms. Song, I’m still astounded by your resources to have obtained this painting at such a young age. “ He praises her as his men cover the painting and moves it out the room.

“Well I’m home alone quite often. I must keep myself busy, no?” She crosses her milky white arms and saw two large silver briefcases that replaced her brother’s inspection kit on the table. The briefcases opened up to reveal cash bundles neatly stacked to fit all 300 mil won. She smiles and hides her greed as she closes the briefcases.

“It’s been a pleasure doing business with you again.” Her rented bodyguards take the two briefcases and she holds out her hand to shake. Mr. Kim takes it and puts his middle-aged lips on the back of her hand, lingering just a little too long.

“I hope you find what you’re looking for.” He says to her. I already have.

“Same to you.” She smiles and turns away. Minsuk waits until she’s out of his sight. She waits until she gets in the car and her men drive her away before she furiously and disgustedly wipes the spit off the back of her hand.

“Minsuk!” She looks up from her laptop. She just placed the money in plenty of different bank accounts. Now it’s just to wait for the banks to verify the amount. She pushes up her reading glasses as the descending sun’s reflection flickers on the lens. Behind her glasses are her strange eyes: one is a dark chocolate brown, one is a deep sea blue.

“Oppa!” She calls out. Hoseok emerges from the hallway of their home. Her smile turns into a large grin when his hands from behind his back reveal a large envelope. It’s SNU’s reply to her college application.

She jumps up from the couch and runs to him. She jumps on to him for a hug and then takes the envelope from his hand with a squeal.

“An envelope that big, there’s no way that it’s –“

“I got in! I got in!” She prances around the living room and Hoseok joins her, dancing around like complete fools. Seven years ago, she and Hoseok were conning for his college fund. After he graduated, they waited until he stabilized his job as a software engineer at an IT company before she thought of saving for her own college fund. Now, eight years into the confidence game, they are finally able to plunge deep in the lake. She’s starting college two years late, but it doesn’t matter. The fact is she’s in now.

“Ah, my beloved dongsaeng. I’m so proud of you!” Hoseok calms down before her and they exchange the biggest smiles of their day.

“And I thought conning Mr. Kim for 300 mil won was the highlight of the day.” She rereads the congratulatory words in the acceptance letters. Today is a good day. Mr. Kim has been their mark for almost two years now. The con is finally over.

“You did really well, Ms. Song. But did you really have to flirt with the guy so much?” she knew this was coming.

“He got so much spit in your hand. I wanted to rip out his eyes for the way he talks about and looks at you.” Hoseok frowns. In the past 7 months, he’s been Mr. Kim’s artwork inspector.  He’s heard Mr. Kim talk about you very inappropriately before, but he didn’t tell you. Con or not, it bothers him to see anyone look at his sister, or any other lady, with such disgusting mannerisms. Luckily, after today, all contact information and personnel files about a Song Sooyoung and a Park Jinhyuk will be wiped from the face of this earth. Mr. Kim will never find either of you again.

“Well it was the approach. I’m an underestimated rich heiress who loves art and desperate for attention. Men always fall for the fun-loving type. And he needed attention away from your lame verifying tricks, Mr. Park.” He flicks her forehead and she returns him a cheeky grin. He knows it isn’t the sole reason she puts herself in such a compromising role. She always got a thrill of playing characters.

“Hey, I’ve done a very good job as his art inspector. He’s taken me to other deals to inspect and I can actually verify them. It’s funny, ruining someone else’s con. I actually give his other experts a run for their money.” He takes her hand and rubs away what she hasn’t already sanitized three times.

“We’ve done this for so long. I know what I was doing.” He looks at her with concern.

“I understand, oppa. Besides, the job’s done. We’re lucky we’ve been able to take the job so far.” He wants to shake his head at her. She never understood when she takes it farther than she should. But when he finally decides to chastise her for it, the results were evidently effective. She’s always proved herself to finish the job unharmed and so he never got past her justifications.

She gives Hoseok a hug and he holds her for a long time until his nose twitches at the smell of dinner. He smiles and turns around to see the dinner set on the table with the covers.

“What’s for dinner?” he asks as he drags her to the dinner table.

“Kimchi, yakiniku, dolsot. Your favorite for a good day.” You both sit down and he hisses a cheer.

“I’ve already placed about three fourths of the money in our different accounts. We can start transferring and layering this weekend with what is already done while I layer the rest in cash.” It’s her favorite part, but also the most complicated part. Layering is basically spending money and investing it. It continues to spend the dirty money and make it hard to trace until she can bring the clean money back to under their name.

“That’s good. It’s just in time, now that SNU has accepted you. We can start paying the college tuition and your other expenses.” He starts chowing down on the meal. She stares at her brother and then around the apartment. This place has been their home for two years now. She and Hoseok have been living independently for eleven years, and eight years since their first con. She is the most important part of Hoseok’s life and he’s hers. He worked so hard in the first three years so he could take care of her all on his own. It was so tough on him. Even when she was 11, she understood a lot of the tough things in life. When she was 14, she felt like it was time for her to start giving back, make things easier on him. She was so young, but then again, so was he.

Thus, Minsuk pulled her first con with him.

Hoseok was across the street as he watched Minsuk profusely bow her head to the middle-aged restaurant owner.

“I really thought I had money in my pockets before I left home. I distinctly remember counting the money. You’ve seen me eat here, I’ve been here many times. I’ve always paid. I’m not lying!” She pleaded. She shook her 14 year-old hands nervously as she looked up to the woman with her big doe-like and distinctive eyes. The woman just looked at her with skeptical and stern eye. The lady had her hands on her hips and her lips were pursed.

“Okay, my home is two blocks away. My wallet should be home. I distinctly remember it on my coffee table before I left. I’ll be back in 10 minutes, I promise.” She turned away but the woman pulled her back before she could even see the door.

“That is not happening, girl. If you can’t pay, you are going to stay here and work it off today.”

“No, I can’t. School starts in less than an hour.” her eyes darted everywhere before it settled on her wrist; there rested her bracelet.

“Look, here. This is a bracelet my aunt from America bought for me for Christmas. I will be back for this bracelet and I will have the money. I promise you. It’s real. Please, I’ll be very fast. I’ll run.” The lady saw Minsuk’s breathing quicken as she looked up at the clock and the lady looked at her school uniform that indicated Minsuk’s school. Her different eye colors were the most distinguishable feature; surely, she could find Minsuk again if she needed to. Minsuk took the bracelet off herself and put it on the woman’s wrist before she could reject her. The lady greedily looked at it as the gems flickered from the sun’s reflection.

“I will see you back at this very spot in 10 minutes. If you are not back with the money, I will be looking for you at your school. I recognize your uniform, it’s the same school my son goes to.” She warned Minsuk. Minsuk exhaled with relief and she bowed countless times with a strong thank you. She ran out, on her way home to grab the money.

Hoseok walked in the door, dressed clean and looked older than his true 18 year-old identity. He ordered a quick to-go coffee and breakfast. His eyes rested on the bracelet. For as long as the restaurant woman has been fixing his coffee, his eyes are fixated on the bracelet.

“You are a very lucky woman. My girlfriend keeps talking about that bracelet. She hints that if she doesn’t get it for her birthday, she’ll break up with me.” Hoseok chuckled bitterly as the woman came forward with the coffee.

“This is just collateral until some little girl comes back with the money to pay for her meal.” The woman looked at the bracelet. Hoseok raised his eyebrows.

“How old is that little girl? Does she realize she has this year’s limited edition of that brand? Tsk, kids these days, don’t understand value. How can she use this for collateral? For a mere breakfast, no less! If she truly left because she couldn’t pay for a meal, she would be the fool, not you.” Hoseok scolded the absent you. The restaurant woman’s ears perked up at limited edition.

“H-how much did your girlfriend say this was?”

“About 3000 US dollars. And it’s limited to 200 in this world. So…” Hoseok whistled lowly. He heard her quietly suck in a breath.

“Are there anymore left?” she probed.

“Trust me, if there was any left, I would have found it already. My girlfriend has been good to me; she helped with my college tuition. I wish I could show her that I can provide for her well…” Hoseok licked his lips and ripped his eyes away from the bracelet for the last time before he leaned forward.

“Listen, I’ll be willing to pay 4 million won today, in cash, for that bracelet. I have to go to work now and my girlfriend’s birthday is less than a week away, so I’m in a rush. Tell that little girl to give me a call today. I can return at the end of the day to make the deal. Here’s my contact information. I really have to go. Thanks for the coffee.” Hoseok left without a passing glance at Minsuk, who just returned from around the corner. The restaurant woman wanted to call out to Hoseok who just went out the door and disappeared in a hurry to catch the bus, but something stopped her. The bracelet still glistened in her peripheral. She felt the heavy weight of the silver bracelet that was laden with gems on it.

“I’m here! 7 minutes! I told you I’d be back.” Minsuk said breathlessly. She had a hand on the counter with her wallet in her other hand, resting on her waist as she was bent, trying to catch your breath. She finally looked up at the clock. She only had 35 minutes to pay and make her way to school that was 15 minutes away.

“Here. How much was the meal?” she opened up your wallet, ready to count out the cash.

“Uh-10000 won.” The restaurant woman blankly watched Minsuk count out her measly 1000 won bills out. 4 million won still throbbing in her head. The man was willing to pay for 4 million won, when the bracelet cost roughly 3.4 million won. He must have been desperate. The lady looked at her wrist. This bracelet has started to look better and better on her wrist with each passing minute.

“You know, this is a very nice bracelet.”

“Yeah, my aunt sends these things to me all the time. I’m usually not a luxurious person, but she’s very nice. I’ve gotten so much from her.” Minsuk said lightly. So, maybe she wouldn’t even miss this.

“Can I have it?” The lady asked. Minsuk looked up in surprise. The lady looked down with a strong air around her; haggling was her business.

“I will pay you 3 and a half million won for this.” She said quickly. Minsuk eyes widened and she looked at the bracelet.

“I didn’t know it was that expensive.” She breathed out. The little girl really didn’t know the value? The woman should have started lower.

“It’s not.” The lady said quickly, trying to cover up how much the value of the bracelet really was, “But it’s my daughter’s birthday in two days and I haven’t come up with anything remotely close to her liking. This might be my only chance to shop around before her birthday. I want to get her something really nice. Please. You don’t know what it’s like to be a mother.” She said. It was a lie. Her husband was the one who didn’t get his wife anything for her birthday two weeks ago. She could pretend this was his gift. Minsuk’s lips tightened and she looked up at the clock.

“I’ve only had this for three days. I’m not sure I’m ready to let that go.” She looked at the bracelet. The lady moved it out of Minsuk’s sight and she pulled out cash from the register. She ran to the back to find more stashed.

“How about 4 million?” That’s more than what the bracelet was worth.  Minsuk’s eyes bulged out at her call. This greed of hers was far more than Minsuk expected. She’s willing to take all the money in this restaurant. Since it was Minsuk’s first con, she was surprised by the lady’s greed.

“I-“ Minsuk had no idea what to say. She’s never been offered money, let alone 4 million. The lady waved the cash in her face and she nodded slowly, eyes following the cash.

The exchange was quick. The lady would have to let that man know that the bracelet was not for sale. She put the bracelet safely in her pocket, feeling the weight of it as Minsuk left for a school she doesn’t go to. Minsuk and Hoseok were 4 mil won richer. And the restaurant woman? All she had was just one cheap bracelet, only 100k won worth, in her pocket…

“I saw an apartment in Seoul. It’s about 10 minutes away from SNU by the subway. It’s about 10 mil won for deposit, 725k per month. It’s not bad with two rooms, 2 baths. It has a really nice kitchen where I can make more recipes with convenience. If not, there’s one that’s outside of the city, so it’s an hour away by subway. But its 2 rooms and 1 baths, 8 mil won for deposit and 650k per month…” Minsuk starts to say. Hoseok looks up from his plate. Food is still in his mouth. He quickly chews and swallows.

“No. We’ve talked about this. All of that 300 mil will be going to your college fund. You’re there for four years. Groceries, utilities, transportation, expensive tuition, and miscellaneous expenses. And that’s just you alone, in dormitory. It was easier for me because I stayed in Gwangju and our living expenses weren’t as they are now. Add me in Seoul? You know the math. I’m not moving.”

“But oppa, we can –“ Minsuk starts but he cuts her off.

“No. We’re not. You’re going to be clean from now on. You’re going in to university! There’s new opportunities for you to do what really interests you. You get a clean slate. I’ve tiptoed around with you long enough with these cons. They’re good, and we can get by, but we can’t do this forever. I don’t want you to do this forever. You already lost four years where you could have already graduated college now because we were too busy with my tuition, and that’s at GIST! You’re just starting. You’re not doing anything else but getting that education for the next four years.” He isn’t going to have this discussion again. He’s her brother. What he says goes, and that’s final.

“Okay, oppa.” She says quietly, poking at her food. He looks up and sighs. He reaches over to her hand on the table.

“I know you want to stay close. But really, you’ll be fine. And you’ll love Seoul. It’s so exciting over there.”

“But…you’re all I know.” She says with tears welling up. Really. Their parents left them one night; bags packed and everything. They left them. If that is the whole story, she would never forgive them. But that isn’t the end of it. Their train derailed and crashed. She can’t be mad anymore, even if she wants to. But the only thing constant in her life was her brother. Everything else was always temporary: jobs, cons, homes, education. It doesn’t make sense to her to lose the one thing that has always been so stable; the only thing stable.

“Hey, hey, hey.” He drops his utensil on his plate and comes over to her side to hold her tight, trying to shush her as she struggles to hold on to her tears.

“We knew you’d be going to college soon. How are you still not prepared, after two years?” he lightly laughs, trying to make her smile too.

“You were still here! You had me while you went to college. We had each other!” She cries, lightly slapping his arm, too weak to truly fight him, not like she really intends to hit her brother anyway.

He laughs and holds her tighter, keeping her from loosening her arms so she could hit him again.

“Look, I’ll visit you. All the time. You can show me the sights. Let me feel like a tourist, yeah? It’s going to be fun. You’ll make good friends; you might not even have time for me. Especially if you’re studying hard and making me proud, right?” He looks at her when her cries subside.

“I’ll always make time for you, oppa.” She sniffles, grabbing the napkin on the table to wipe her nose. He takes an extra one to wipe her tears, chuckling at he.

“I have no doubt. My little dongsaeng loves me will never forget me, right?” She meekly nods. He goes back to his side of the table and waits for her to take a bite of her food before he picks up his utensil again.

He really doesn’t want her to touch the dark side anymore. For the past eight years, while they dirtied their hands for sure, he always made sure to scrub hers clean. He hacks into the system every day to make sure there were no tags for a young pale 22 year-old girl with straight black hair and wore large brown contacts to hide what makes her stand out.

He always checks up on her. She’s as innocent as a young con artist can be. She still prefers to spend a Saturday in her pajamas and pink bunny slippers, eating cereal while reading the newest fantasy novel while humming a Saturday morning cartoon theme song from her childhood.

The moment Minsuk steps into the university, he’s going to make she’s done with all of this; the both of them. He’s a software engineer in an IT company in Gwangju. He has a stable day job. She’s going to make her own path and be just like any other happy, simple woman in South Korea. Her only distinction will be her beautiful eyes he loves dearly. She would never have to hide her eyes away from authorities again. He needs to make sure she stays that way.

Next chapter

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Unofficially Mine (Jin & Yoongi)

Request: _________ gets jealous when another member get’s an excuse to hold you.

A/N: There well be a Hoseok & Namjoon addition plus the maknae line. Scenario request are opened.

-Admin D

Jin

Jin watched as you were trying to balance yourself on the chair to reach over the cupboard for the pasta. He got up to help you but then as you were still reaching you slipped. He quickly went over to you just in time to grab onto you, holding you by the waist. He felt his cheeks flush as he looked down to where he’s hands were located.

“Jin! Thank you. I’m so stupid for trying to get…” You rambled on but he wasn’t paying even the slightest attention.

At some point in your friendship, Jin noticed that he would stare a little longer than usual and that he felt so much different whenever the two of you hung out. But now, for the first time, that his arms were around your waist he knew for sure that he liked.

“Are you going to let go of me or?” you asked smiling at him.

He quickly let his hands drop to his sides mumbling,“I have to go.”

You stared as he stumbled out of the kitchen causing you to laugh,”He’s always so weird.”

A few hours after your slipping incident, Jin went back to talk to you trying to figure out if you felt the same way. As he got out of his room he heard you giggling along with Taehyung’s raspy voice. He furrowed his eyebrows thinking,”What the hell are they doing?”

When he reached the living room, he saw that Taehyung was chasing after you. You were trying to get away but his long arms quickly captured you holding onto you from behind. 

“Caught you! Now give me back my phone.”

Jin stared at the two of you feeling his anger rise at the younger boy. “Taehyung what are you doing?”

“Trying to get my phone back do you ne-”

Jin rubbed his forehead,”Yes I do need something from you.” He motioned to the younger boy as you stared in confusion.

Jin lowered his voice,”Do not touch her. Even if she’s not mine she will be soon enough. Now I’d like for you to stay away from her, if possible for the remainder of the day.“

Yoongi

He wasn’t aware that you were going to be hanging out with him and Jungkook. It was partially the younger boy’s fault because he knew how Yoongi felt about you and he should have told his hyung about you being there. It was clear to you that the atmosphere changed once you reached the two boys.

“Hey, everything alright?” you asked with a worried look on your face.

“Everything’s fine. Do you guys want to get a bite to eat?” Jungkook asked.

You looked over at Yoongi, who had a rather uneasy expression on his face. You felt uneasy and seeing that Yoongi wasn’t too happy about your presence being there. “Oh! I’m so stupid. I forgot I had to,” you said beginning to turn but resulted crashing into Yoongi. He steadied you by placing one hand on your shoulder and one on your arm.

You muttered a rushed sorry, feeling embarrassed for not seeing him in the first place. “I’m sorry that I have to cancel boys,” you said rushing out the park. The two boys staring at you as you drove away.

“You were acting so cold hyung. It was honestly so awkward,” the younger boy said laughing.

“Shut up idiot. I just freeze up every time she’s near,” Yoongi muttered embarrassed that he’s telling this to him.

Jungkook made an ‘aww’ sound poking at Yoongi’s side. “Never thought I would see you like this.”

“Jungkook! (Y/N) is looking for you!” Hoseok yelled out. Yoongi quickly turned to look at the younger boy, who was standing up. “I’ll be right back,” he said walking out to the front of the house.

Yoongi became curious when Jungkook didn’t come back after 10 minutes. What is this kid up to now? When he was reaching the front of the house he heard Jungkook chuckle.

“I’ll see you later Jungkook,” you said smiling up at him. Yoongi stood behind the wall hoping he wasn’t visible as he stared at both you and Jungkook.

You walked closer to the younger boy hugging him. Yoongi gripped at the edge of the wall feeling his jealousy rise. He counted the seconds expecting it to be a short goodbye hug but then Jungkook wrapped his arms around you hugging you even more tightly.

“Jungkook! I have to go,” you said pulling away playfully pushing him as you opened the door waving goodbye.

“What was that?” Yoongi asked coming out of his hiding place.

“Yoongi you scar-”

“Why were you hugging her for so long? Do you like her too?” he asked getting closer to Jungkook.

“Of course not. What I can’t hug my friends?” Jungkook challenged.

“Not her. Anyone but her,” he said getting closer to his face on finger on his chest,”Got it?”