"Careful or I shoot!"
"No!"
Cold sweated hands clasp around the gun left next to the bed out of an urge of fear and desperation. Once his vision cleared he saw the familiar emptiness of the room, the boy leaned back down into the comforting covers of the bed as small pants of relief left his parted lips.
My name is Jimin
UN ATRACO DEJA TRES VÍCTIMAS MORTALES
The cramped TV screen begins to play, headlining 'Suspect in area unknown'
This was me
UNO DE LOS ATACANTES ABATIDO
And this, the love of my life
The last time I saw him, I left him in a river of blood
With his eyes open
The boy moves his body away from the illuminating screen, a sudden yield of anguish overcoming his facial features.
We did 15 clean robberies
But mixing love and your job together never worked
So when the security guard took his shot, I had to change profession
From a thief, to a murderer
And that's how I began to run
In some form, I was also dead
The boy shoots out of the bed, grabbing his luggage.
Or almost, dead
He glances at the mirror, his overgrown curls sitting limp over his eyes. He grabs a cap to cover his face and leaves.
I spent 11 days hiding
And my photo papered, in every police station of all of Spain
With hands buried deep in the pockets of his dark hoodie he begins to pass the streets, A tingling feeling of paranoia grazing past his back.
They would give me 30 years
And the truth is, I'm not ready to age in a prison cell
I'm better than giving up
In my body and soul
And if I can't bring my body, at least my soul will escape
The floating rise of a balloon catches the boys attention. It passes over the lean figure of a fence.
The tone of the phone begins to ring.
I had no time left and there were important things I needed to do
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MONEY HEIST |BTS FANFIC
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