[your POV-]
My heart pounded in my chest, hands shaking with nervousness as the thoughts of my first mission zoomed through my mind.
I had no idea what it'd be like, but I was excited, despite the fluttering bugs which spiraled inside of my stomach.
Jimin's well built, perfect figure walked slightly ahead of me, in a very brisk manner, and he emanated bursts of confidence with his every step.
How I wish I could've been the same.
We made our way through the enormous garage that looked more like a giant, fancy showroom of spectacular vehicles and cars, varying from a range of gleaming Benz's, Ferraris, Corvettes and more.
"So, do we have a choice on which car we wanna use because I'm already–" Before I could continue, he dryly butted in.
"Actually, we already have a car." He stated, grasping a key from his spy suit's pocket, casually playing a mini game of catch with it as he subconsciously threw it upwards, catching it with ease.
I nodded before he stopped in front of a shining, sleek, raven black car. One I had never seen before, or amongst the crowd of amusing vehicles, but this one was truly interesting, and I loved it.
It emanated such a dark yet confident aura, almost as if it was the vehicle made for Jimin.
"What type of car is this?" I exclaimed in awe, shifting closer to it.
"Its a Bugatti la Voiture Noire. The most expensive car at our company. Only top spies like myself use these vehicles." He explained, admiring it himself as he gently passed his hand against its shining, glossy material.
"And....and this is yours?" I added, widening my eyes a bit as he pressed the button of his key to unlock the vehicle.
"Yep." He hummed proudly before doing yet another twirl of his key before entering into the drivers' seat.
I followed into the passengers seat, and the inside was just as good as its exterior. It was quite comfortable, and contained all of our necessities such as a holographic screen and secret compartments thanks to Taehyung.
Jimin's heavy, refreshing, sweet cologne overpowered the scent of the vehicle as he shifted the mirror a bit, then starting the car which made almost no sound at all except for a soft rumble.
"Okay buckle up. Time for mission number one." He said confidentially before grasping the steering wheel, heading out of the garage and onto the road.
The car began to smoothly sail across the well paved, obstacle-free road with ease as I couldn't help but admire everything about its interior.
"So what's our first mission?" I asked after gazing out the window for a moment, and he glanced at me briskly.
"One of the most dreaded criminals, Jeon Jungkook escaped from jail two days ago, and is expected to begin his evil facades. He's known for stealing the most expensive paintings from local art museums, but was caught by police when committing his fifth act at the 'belle peinture', never getting the opportunity to get his hands on their best artwork. He is expected to go back there today, and complete his unfinished business." Jimin explained as if he had memorized the entire situation at the back of his hand.
"I see..sounds interesting." I replied gently with an unnoticeable smile and he nodded, keeping his dark, keen eyes fixed on the road ahead of us.
"Also, here's your gear. You'll need it." He stated firmly, throwing a black, medium sized back atop me, in a vaguely harsh manner that I ignored.
I didn't even bother thanking him, as I opened the item, excited to see its contents.
"Be careful with those items please." He fumed and I scoffed.
"I'm a trained spy, in case you didn't know. I know how to operate this stuff, Jimin." I growled with sarcasm, causing him to roll his eyes, him clearly annoyed.
I internally smiled, knowing that I had finally gotten him agitated as I continued to shuffle through the bags, finding items such as: laser lipstick, an apple bomb, multiple trackers, climbing rope, gloves, masks, a laser ring, guns and binoculars.
"Cool stuff!" I exclaimed brightly, and by that time, we had arrived at the museum, Jimin parking the vehicle, us then exiting.
The museum was simply designed, and was clearly of some age, yet it was well kept and functioning well.
The skies were now painted with shades of darkness, adorned with drops of silver, twinkling and smiling at us with glee. This was the perfect time for us, as well as the criminal, Jungkook to strike.
We made our way up to the door, which was locked with a giant, iron padlock, as well as a few chains.
Without sparing a moment for thought, Jimin pressed a button on his watch which shot out a bright, blinding, red laser directly at the lock and chains, cutting through the material almost immediately.
"Wow..." I muttered to myself, and he chuckled lowly before attempting to open the door when I held his hand, stopping him.
"Wait! What if we active an alarm or something?" I yelped, and he sighed.
"No Y\\N. Museums have a security system of laser lights. Once we get past that, we're fine." He explained and I huffed a breath of relief, finally allowing him to turn the door knob, revealing a dark room that was only lit with the yellow, neon like lights stretching across the area.
I gently shut the door behind us before quickly shifting my foot away from a string of light that passed across the floor.
We both began moving extremely stealthily and quietly across the floors, not daring to even come in contact with a laser as our bodies twisted in various forms to achieve our goal of getting past the artifacts.
Suddenly, we heard an unusual shuffle not too far away from us.
