4.0 (1/1)

The next morning Bambam wakes up with Jackson wrapped around him like an overgrown koala. Usually Jackson being so in his space would annoy him. But when he remembers the situation that they’re in he grabs as tightly as he can onto the other man. Jackson stirs from his slumber. “Either the world is ending or someone has a gun pointed at us. Why are you so clingy this morning?” Bambam nuzzles into Jackson’s chest. “Because we’re being forced to do a heist for one of the biggest gangs in Korea. How the hell did we even get in this mess?” Jackson runs his fingers through Bambam’s hair. “Well we’re here because we decided to rob the wrong place at the wrong time. But I think I know a way to make sure that we get out of this alive.” Bambam lifts his head. “And how exactly do you plan on doing that?” The other man shakes his head. “The less you know about this plan the better. But I can guarantee that we will both make it out of here alive.” Bambam doesn’t look convinced. “Do you trust me?” Jackson says, making sure Bambam doesn’t look away. “With my life.” The answer is given with no hesitation. Jackson smiles. “Just leave it all to me okay? We’ll do the heist for them, but they’ll leave us alone after that.” Jackson gives Bambam a kiss on the forehead. Before Bambam can say more three knocks are heard from the door of their room. Jinyoung walks in. “I hope you two are ready to meet the rest of the team.”  Jackson and Bambam are led back to the room they were first escorted to. The table is filled with different breakfast foods. Jaebum is at the head of the table, reading the paper as he sips from a cup of coffee. Youngjae is to his left once again, happily humming as he fills his plate with pancakes. Jinyoung goes to settle himself at Jaebum’s right. There are two other men at the table. One of the men sits next to Youngjae, his head in his hand, and he seemed to be drifting in and out of consciousness in front of his bowl of cereal.  The other sits next to Jinyoung, happily munching on his own breakfast. Jackson  and Bambam take a seat at the opposite side of the table and dig in. The man next to Jinyoung pauses. “Ohhh so you two are the one’s everyone has been talking about.” He tilts his head. “Funny. I imagined you to look a lot different.” His gaze turns to Bambam. “I thought you would have more muscle you know? Since neither of you seem that smart.” Jinyoung pats the speaker on his back. “Yugyeom, what have we said about saying things that aren’t nice?” Yugyeom turns his attention to Jinyoung. “Wait until they’re out of earshot?” “Exactly. So it would be best if you just shut your mouth and finish your breakfast.” Yugyeom pouts, but once he sees the look Jaebum is giving him he quickly listens. The sleepy man chuckles a bit. The rest of breakfast goes without another word.  Once they have breakfast Jaebum leads them to what looks to be a briefing room. They all take seats around a round table, a screen with a map of what must be where the heist will take place in the center of it. Jaebum leans forward so he can rest his elbows on the table. “So some introductions are in order.” Jaebum gestures towards the two team members they don’t know. “You know Yugyeom, he insulted you at breakfast.” Jackson and Bambam nod in agreement. “Yugyeom is our newest team mate he specializes in sniping.” Yugyeom beams at the statement. “I hear I’m one of the best in the country.” Jaebum rolls his eyes. “If you were anything less than the best you would be floating in the Han.” Jaebum points to the other man before Yugyeom can talk back. “This is Mark. Our resident hacker slash get away driver.” Mark gives a wave, fully awake now that he’s eaten. Yugyeom speaks up once more. “He doesn’t talk much. Especially around strangers.” Jaebum then turns to the duo at the other side of the table.  “These two are Jackson and Bambam. They’re gonna help us with our heist. Now that we all know each other let’s get down to business.” Jaebum clicks a button and the map changes into a picture of a building. “We are going to be robbing the Kyungin Museum of Fine Art.” He clicks the button again and the picture changes to one of an advertisement. “The museum is going to have an exhibition on original artwork from Peter Paul Rubens. Apparently a few of his missing works have turned up. If we can get those paintings and prove they are authentic our client would be very happy.” Yugyeom raises his hand. Jaebum acknowledges it. “Can I ask who our client is?” Jaebum hums. “I can’t say exactly. But I can say a museum in America would be glad to have it in their exhibit.” Yugyeom nods, satisfied with the answer, and takes a few notes. Jaebum taps the screen and the map of the museum pops up and becomes three dimensional. “So the way we’re gonna do this is really simple. Jackson and Bambam will enter through this back entrance.” Jaebum highlights a section of the map. “The guards will be preoccupied by the lavish party that the museum is throwing in celebration of this discovery. A party that I have been invited to. I’ll be there, making sure that no one gets suspicious of what’s happening. Yugyeom will go with me to the party and sneak off to get to the roof. He’ll be posted there in case things go bad and someone needs to be taken out.” The team make notes on what their leader is saying. Jackson, on the other hand, is looking intently at the map. “Mark is going to hack into the mainframe to see what room they are keeping the paintings in, and he’ll mess with the security system so neither of you will end up on camera. Jinyoung is going to take out the guards in the security room, so they don’t raise any alarms when the cameras go off.” Youngjae piped up then. “What am I doing Jaebum?” “What you always do. Wait on standby. We might actually need you if those idiots mess up.” He says as he points to Jackson and Bambam. Youngjae nods, his smile fading a bit. “So is everyone in agreement?” Jackson raised his hand this time. “Just one thing.” Jackson points to the entrance Jaebum had highlighted. “Doesn’t coming in through the back door seem a little obvious? Do you really think that all the security is going to be focused on the party? If anything the museum probably hired extra guards to work for the night. I’m not saying the rest of the plan is flawed, but just walking in through the back entrance doesn’t seem smart.” Jaebum lifts an eyebrow. “Oh? Well what are you gonna do? Walk in through the front door?” Jackson shakes his head and rotates the map a little bit, pointing to a small door on the side. “When the museum has big events like this they get catering. And the catering company usually enters through this door. I know a guy who might be willing to give us a few uniforms from the company. We could just walk in in disguise and then get the coordinates from Mark so we know where to go.” Jaebum doesn’t look convinced. “How much can we trust this guy? He wouldn’t just do that for free, so what’s in it for him? Plus I’m not willing to get another person involved in this heist. If too many people know about it there might be a loose thread.” Bambam speaks up. “We’ve worked with this guy before. He owes me a life debt, so he won’t ask for anything in return. And he knows what’ll happen to him if he doesn’t keep his mouth shut. I think it would be better to involve one more person. It’s better than getting caught before we can even start the heist.” Jaebum’s jaw tightens a bit. “Fine. We’ll do that. But if he turns out to be a snitch you’re both taking the fall for it.” Bambam and Jackson nod in understanding. “The rest of the plan stays the same. The party is tomorrow night, so I would suggest you get yourselves ready.” Jaebum says as he walks out of the room. Youngjae leaves the room next, looking a bit crestfallen. The rest leave the room until it’s only Bambam and Jackson left.  “Nice plan babe. I hope Jungkook can get us the uniforms we need.” Bambam says as he looks to his boyfriend. Jackson smiles. “I’m sure he will, he always does. Plus he’ll be perfect for keeping the guards off our trail if things go wrong. I’m gonna go and call him.” Bambam nods. “I’ll go explore this mansion a bit. There might be something that can help us escape if they try anything funny.” Jackson nods before he walks off to call Jungkook. Bambam wanders around the mansion, looking for anything they can use as leverage against Jaebum. Unfortunately, most of the doors are either locked, or lead to empty guest rooms. Bambam is just about to call it quits when he hears a noise coming from one of the back doors of the mansion. It leads to outside, and the top panel of the door is glass. Bambam looks through the little window, and sees Youngjae in the backyard. Rain is pouring down on the lonely figure in the yard, and as a result Youngjae is soaked to the bone. The young man has a pair of MMA gloves on his hands, and he seems to be punching at a thin tree in the back. The punches are light at first, but soon they turn deadly. They come lightning fast, and Bambam can practically see how much force goes into every punch by how violently the tree shakes. The tree he’s punching at turns to splinters before Bambam’s eyes, and then it falls over with a light crash.  Bambam is in shock from what he saw, but he can’t find it in him to look away. Youngjae rolls his neck and flexes his fingers. His breathing is heavy, and he paces around the yard in an attempt to calm himself. It only seems to frustrate him further, however, and he rips the gloves off of his hands. He tosses them to the ground and sets his eyes on another tree. He gets into a stance before he delivers a flurry of punches to the wood in front of him. Just before he knocks the tree down a voice causes him to pause. “How many  times to we have to tell you to wear gloves?” Bambam turns his attention to Jaebum, who is approaching Youngjae slowly. “You tell me every time I come out here to let off steam.” Youngjae says, delivering the final blows that knock the tree over. Jaebum nods. “And what has you so fired up this time?” Youngjae turns to face Jaebum. “The same thing that fires me up every time. You keep putting me on the sidelines every time we have a mission. Like I’m some sort of doll that’ll break if you send him in to do his damn job.” Youngjae lets out a huff of air. “No offence Jaebum, but sometimes I think you’re punishing me for something. And if you are just tell me what I did so I can make it right. I’m tired of not pulling my own weight on this team.” Jaebum tilts his head. “But you are pulling your weight.” Youngjae lets out a groan. “No I’m not. I’ve been training in this line of work since I was three. Why don’t you let me do what I’ve been trained to do?” Youngjae said, his expression becoming sad. “Do you remember the last time we just let you do what you were trained to do? I don’t want you back in that type of headspace.” Youngjae looks ashamed. “I had never been on a team before. Things are different now. Please. I don’t want everyone else on the team thinking I’m just some play thing you keep on your arm.” Jaebum lets out a sigh. “I’ll put you on for the mission after this one. Just go along with the plan this one last time okay?” Youngjae hesitates before he nods. “Good. Now let’s get inside before you get a cold. We can make you a big cup of cocoa.” Youngjae smiles at the suggestion, grabbing onto the hand Jaebum reached out for him. Bambam ducks before he is seen by the couple.   He then runs to Jackson to tell him everything he heard.