The Night Crew // Chapter 1
hi, I suck at updating bUUUT I hope u enjoy this chapter,, and amber will probably be in the next one more. /// prologue
I woke up the next morning, sitting up, I rubbed her head, and looked around the room, immediately noticing the sleeping body next to me.
“Oh, fuck.” I quietly groaned, quietly and quickly trying to get out of the bed without disturbing the body next to me. I immediately stiffened when Amber started to move around, but as soon as she stopped and started snoring again, I relaxed.
“Now where did she throw my clothes?” I whispered to myself, looking around on the floor, she soon found the dress that she wore to the club and immediately put it back on, debating on whether or not to put my underwear on. ‘Nah, she should keep them, let her have a reminder of what she had for a night,’ I thought, after I put my dress back on and picked up my heels and my phone, and saw 5 missed calls from Yoongi, and 4 texts from Jimin. Before responding to Jimin, I looked at Amber one more time, and noticed that she look fucking gorgeous with the morning sun shining on her tan skin making her look like a goddess, more than she was already. I quickly shook my head and texted Jimin back and got out of the room.
As soon as I exited the room, my phone vibrated, letting me know that Jimin had texted me back.
I immediately felt my blood run cold, even if Jimin was telling me he’s fine, I still felt bad that I wasn’t there for him. I respond and started walking towards the elevator, and after pressing the button, I heard the ding that my phone made. Jimin and I talked for a moment before the elevator doors finally opened, after locking my phone and walking in, I returned to the conversation.
After finally reaching the lobby, I started walking towards the front doors, ignoring the looks I got, and focused on getting to the coffee shop that Jimin was picking me up from.
I heard Jimin’s voice yell, “(Y/n)!” causing me to snap my head up, and look around, I finally spotted the car, and quickly walked over, getting in and shutting the door, and Jimin had a smirk on his face.
“What?” I asked, tone slightly bitter.
“You have a hickey on your neck.” He said, before busting out into giggles, pointing at my neck.
“Are you fucking-” I said, as I quickly pulled down the sun visor to look in the mirror, “Oh, god fuck.”
“The boys are never gonna let you hear the end of this, you know that right?” He said, with a chuckle, as he started to drive.
“They will if they wanna keep their fucking lives,” I grumbled, slamming the sun visor up, “Why on my neck of all places? It’s huge as well! I’ve never even let someone give me a tiny hickey before!”
“She must really be something, huh boss?” He said, stretching out the ‘e’ in 'really’.
“Yeah, and that’s what scares me,” I replied, putting a hand to my forehead, “Also give this to JK when we get there,” I tell him, holding up the food and drink I bought him, “I got to change and take care of this hickey.”
Walking into the “mansion” that we call our headquarters, I immediately walked towards my office, wanting to get out of these clothes, and hid this god forsaken hickey. Walking into my office, and locking the door shut, I took off my heels, walking towards the dresser the I kept hidden in the back of the room. Opening the drawer, I found the clothes I wanted to wear, socks, and my boots next to the dresser. Once putting them on, I walked towards my desk to find my makeup, and cover this hickey. Once it was finally finished, I heard a knock at my door, forcing myself up, I walk to the door and unlocked it, opening it to see it was Yoongi.
“Oh, so you are alive. What did you do last night that was so much more important that my phone calls?” he asked, his eyebrow raising as he waltz into my office, grabbing a water bottle from my mini fridge lazily sat down on one of the chairs in front of my desk, and started drinking the water.
“Sex. Sex is more important,” I said, jokingly, but still causing him to choke on the water, and his head whipping around to meet mine.
“Wait, you actually had sex? I thought Jimin was joking,” he said, his eyes slightly watery after him just choking.
“Jimin told you?!” Looking at him wide eyed, “I’m gonna fucking kill him,” bring a hand up to rub my eyes.
“Well, yes and no. I honestly forced it out of him, but when he said you had sex, I didn’t believe him because you usually don’t get laid,” he shrugged, turning back around in the chair, and bring the water bottle back to his lips.
I started walking towards my desk, muttering, “Yeah, do you know how hard it is to find a girl to have sex with nowadays?“
Yoongi choked on his water again, making me comment, "How many times are you gonna choke on that, huh?”
Cause him to glare at me. “I mean, if you stop saying shit that’s shocking to me, I would,” he retaliated, putting the cap on the water bottle and sitting it down.
I took a seat at my chair, and looked at him, “Did you not know I liked girls, or?” Raising my eyesbrows, and my tone curious.
“Honestly? No, but then again, I can’t make assumptions,” He shrugged, before continuing, “Also JK is in his, "room”, and he’s on some pain meds that Jin hyung gave him.“
"Thank you, Yoongi. Were you hurt as well, or just JK?” I asked, before leaning back in my chair.
“I got a few scrapes, but I’ll probably die,” he said sarcastically, “Anyway, I have a few errands to run, see you boss,” he said, grabbing the water bottle, rising out of the seat, and started walking towards the door.
“Yoongi?” My voice rung out, making him stop in his tracks. “Yeah?” He turned around to look at me.
“A few things. One, thank you. Two, Please be careful, I don’t trust the people that you’re going to meet. Three, send Jin in here, please.” I said, my voice, more friendlier than usual.
“Boss, I’m always careful, JK isn’t always careful, although he should be, and yeah, I’ll send him in.” And with that he was out and shutting the door leaving me to my papers.
“Well, let’s work on these till Jin gets here,” I muttered to myself, as I started rearranging the papers, and starting on them.
After about 20 minutes of working on some papers, I heard a knock at the door.
“Come in!” I yelled out, and Jin poked his head in.
“Hey, you wanted to see me?” his voice sounding nervous.
“Yeah, come in and shut the door, please,” I responded, after he shut the door, I added, “Jin, you have no reason to be nervous. I just want ask you something, is all."
I saw him visibly relax, "Oh, thank god, I thought I was in trouble,” he said with a chuckle, “but what is it?"
I took a deep breath and leaned back in my chair, "How had are JK’s wounds? I heard they aren’t bad, but I wanna heard them from the doctor himself,” Worry evident in my voice.
Jin sat in the chairs in front of my desk before responding, “They’re not too bad. He didn’t need surgery, thank god, but I did have to pull the bullet out,” a slight grimace passed across my face, causing him to chuckle, “Yeah, that was JK’s reaction too, but he should be healed within 6 weeks? So go easy on him."
"You mean, give him paper work?” I asked, raising my eyebrow, before laughing, then realizing he wasn’t laughing, but there was a smile on his face, “Oh shit, you’re serious. Look dude, I’d love to give JK my paper work and shit, but I don’t trust him to handle all of this. Hell, Joon barely can, and I mean barely. He rather go do some errands before he does paperwork.”
“That’s saying a lot,” Jin said, chuckling, “Joon hates errands with a passion."
"You see what I mean? I can always get him to help on somethings around the headquarters, but he’s not doing paperwork."
"Oh, so thoughtful of you,” Jin said, sarcastically.
“What? You think i’m gonna let him sit on his ass the entire time? As long as his arm isn’t in too much pain, he can help around my office,” I responded, rolling my eyes, “and unless you have anything to talk about or ask me, you’re free to go, unless you wanna nap in here or something."
"That’s more Yoongi’s thing than mine, but do you want to come with me while I go check on JK? I need to change his bandages,” Jin asked me, standing up.
“Actually, yeah. Also,” I said, as I stood up from my chair and went around the desk to meet him, “remind me to pay you double for the shit you do around here. He wouldn’t be alive without you."
"Yeah, he probably wouldn’t be, and I don’t mind getting paid double, so you bet your ass I will remind you,” He said, smirking, and put his arm in front gesturing to go ahead, “lead the way boss.”
Arriving at JK’s "room”, I knocked on the door before hearing a, “come in,” ring out. I opened the door and saw JK sitting on his bed, his left arm wrapped up in bandages, and him looking at the TV.
“Hey hyung, hey noona,” he said as he turned towards us.
“Hey, JK, how’s the pain?” I heard Jin ask from behind me after he shut the door. “About a 6? Maybe? I don’t know, I’m just trying to ignore it now,” he said with a grimace, then looking at me, “what were you doing while I got shot?” he asked, his voice salty.
“I swear the one time, that I’m busy, one of you gets hurt, and don’t use that tone with me, JK. I’m still your boss.” I said, a slight dominance to my voice.
“Sorry, noona. It’s just, i’m used to you being there, and I felt alone, you know? I’m still the youngest, and as much as I benefit from my hyungs, i’m still closer with you.” He said, his voice trailing off at the end, and his head immediately being hung, like he was getting scolded, immediately making me feel bad.
“Ah, fuck, JK. You know that I didn’t do it on purpose,” I said, walking towards his bed and pulling his chair from his desk to next to the bed, “As soon as I saw the texts from Jimin, and the missed calls from Yoongi, I knew something was wrong, but I didn’t want to think too much until I knew, and once I did, trust me. They immediately assured me that you were okay, so I wouldn’t freak. I think of you as my little brother, so please be more careful, okay?"
He grabbed my hand, "Okay noona, I’m sorry for scaring you though."
"Don’t be, the little bastard that hurt you is gonna pay, don’t worry,” I said, as I squeezed his hand.
“Okay, I hate to break up the little family reunion,” Jin said, as I immediately glared at him, “But I need to change his bandages, so unless you wanna see this stitches that he has, I suggest you leave."
"Okay, chill Jin, I get it,” I said laughing, which he returned with a smile, “I’ll check on you later, okay?” I told JK, and smiled at him, which I received one in response.
“See you, noona,” I heard JK say.
“Bye JK, bye Jin,” I waved, stood up and walked towards the door.
After shutting JK’s door and walking down the hall a bit, I felt my phone vibrate. Pulling my phone out of my pocket, and seeing the message I got, I felt my heart drop.