a thief's end ✨ || bts • myg [COMPLETED]

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"I just realised.. this is my first time in Europe." Soyeon's random confession made Yoongi perk up from where he was leaning on. Offering her an aknowleding hum. Both were standing against a stone fence, seperating the pavement from a slope behind them, while waiting for the other two to return with a new car. They knew everyone would be on the lookout for the silver mercedes and besides, the bullet holes in it would draw unwanted attention from locals and police as well. So a new car would be saver. However, this would usually only take a couple of minutes, so Yoongi began wondering what was taking them so long.

Her eyes caught a waiter at a restaurant down the street walking in and out, greeting random people passing by, some walking their dogs some not, seemingly being acquaintances. It was such an odd but also nice sight. And it made her realise that she was in fact in a different country. She might've been there already for days, but most time spent locked up in a room so it hadn't really sunk in that she was in fact in Europe. And that for the first time in her life. She looked curiously around, taking in the different architecture, shining warm under the streetlights and all the noises. Mainly chatter coming from the restaurant and crickets' buzzing.

"You've been here before?" she asked then, tilting her head to Yoongi who had been suspiciously quiet all the time. Her words interrupted his train of thoughts and he blinked for a moment. "N-no. But we've been in Italy a couple of times over the years.." She hummed, admiring the scenary again. "Must be nice to travel so much." "It's nice if you got time to actually enjoy it. But it's also quite exhausting.." "You sound like an old man!" Her teasing made him scoff playfully. More giggles errupting from her and he smiled. He liked her like this. Carefree, without worries and fright.

"Wished I travelled as much.." she exhaled then and looked up at the dark sky past the streetlights, "If it hadn't been for this situation right now, I'd have never left Korea." "It can be exciting. But you'll eventually miss home, sooner or later," he mumbled and glanced at his phone, wondering where the other two had been. And even though he was trying to downplay it, she could sense the heaviness of the topic in his voice. "You ever missed home?" He paused, a torn poster catching his attention for a moment when he realised he had never given thought to it all those years. "I.. I don't know," he answered honestly, shoving his phone back into his pockets, "Never had a close bond with my family anyway. Except my mum and.. well.." "And your uncle?" His lips curved into a sad smile and he nodded. They grew silent once again.

Getting tired of standing, she pushed herself up onto the stone fence in a swift move, taking a seat on it. A breeze brushing past her cheeks from the open space of the hill behind her. She sensed there was something different about Yoongi that night. Sure, he wasn't always the most talkative one but for some reason he felt so.. distant and aloof. As if he was miles away in his mind. She sighed, biting her lips in a guilty manner as she suspected knowing the reason for his strange behavior.

"I.. I think I owe you an apology," she slowly began then. Her words causing him to frown. "Why?" She huffed, arching an eyebrow at him. "Isn't it obvious? If I had listened to you.." Her gaze fell in shame. "I tried keeping you away from the mess but ironically only dragged you more into it.. and now you even had to come all the way here to Italy to bail me out. So I'm sorry."

Yoongi remained silent, his stoic glance laying on her for a moment more before he shook his head and glanced back at the torn poster of some italian singer. "If someone should apologise it's me.." he quietly said then. The embarrassment of having failed still lingering in his chest like a heavy rock. Soyeon only looked at him puzzled though, a small 'huh?' leaving her lips. Waiting for him to elaborate. He dragged a sigh when seeing he had to actually say it out loud what he tried to suppress. "They got you right in front of my eyes. Twice. And I couldn't do anything about it." Ruffling his hair in frustration, he turned around to rest his hands on the stone. Staring out at the silent city spreading in front of him. "Fck. If I was more cautious.. I should've protected you from these guys, but I couldn't. And at the end you were the one protecting me. And that's why.. I'm sorry."