"In local news, the body of 29-year-old crime lord James Savoy was found shot to death in a well known crime district nearby a month ago today. Savoy was the biggest gun runner in the-" Click. You sighed and ran a hand through your disheveled hair as you sat the TV remote down on the coffee table of the small hotel room. That was one less problem for you to worry about. Savoy was finally dead and you could come out of hiding. Word on the street was, he had mistaken some no one for you and had tried to kill her. Apparently, it didn't turn out too well. You knew you should go thank the people who killed him. You had history with some of them, after all. Maybe they would hear you out. But then again, maybe not.
Besides, you weren't who everyone thought you were. You weren't Lee Ga-eul, best con-artist in all of Seoul. That wasn't even your real name. Your real name was (y/n). Lee Ga-eul was a name given to you by Savoy who had bought you from another crime head known only as G-Dragon. It was your right to steal from the bastard and run off. He had kept you as a slave for years. It wasn't your fault you had picked up some tips and tricks, and possibly a bit of an attitude, along the way.
You stood up with a yawn and made your way to the shower, turning the handle before stripping yourself of your clothes. If you were going to meet with the leader of Bangtan, you were going to make a good impression.
You looked at the hastily scrawled address on your hand that you had sweettalked some addict out of then to the door before you. This had to be the place. Was it smart to just go knocking on their door? No, perhaps not. But you wanted to prove that you had nothing to hide and now, here you were. Three strong knocks rang out and you held your shaky fist down by your side. It took a moment before you heard shuffling behind the large metal door and eventually a voice followed it. "Sia? How the hell did you get outside? I thought you were helping Tae with- Wait."
A smirk found its way onto your lips as you crossed your arms over your chest. "Not quite. My name is (y/n), but perhaps you know me as Lee Ga-eul." Silence. "I wish to speak with Kim Namjoon." More silence. "Are you even listening to-"
"Lee Ga-eul." The voice was different this time and you knew who it had to be.
"Hello, Namjoon. It's been a while"
"What do you want?" He barked, nearly making you jump out of your skin. You rubbed at your arms with a shrug.
"I just wanna talk, Joonie." You pouted at him, but it slowly became a grin as you listened to the silence. "Come on Namjoon, are you going to let me in, or not?"
You heard an exhasperated sigh from the other side of the door. "I'm sending on of the boys out to check you for weapons. Wait there."
Within a few seconds you saw a scowl at the side of the building and a bright cheery smile grew on your face. "Min Yoongi."
"(Y/N). You know the drill." He held a small calibur pistol in one hand and mothioned for you to raise your arms.
"Mmm." You cooed at the boy playfully and licked your lips. "And if I refuse?"
Raising an eyebrow, Yoongi brandished his gun. "I'll shoot you."
"Oh, Yoongi, I don't think you'll do that." You took a step toward him, holding your hands up so he knew you weren't trying anything. "We used to have such fun together, remember?"
The boy before you scoffed and spat on the ground before aiming his gun at you. "Past tense."
"Fine." You sighed and held your arms out to the sides, spreading your legs so he could search you for weapons. "We can do a strip search if you want to, you know." You just grunted and rolled his eyes as he finished searching you. He made his way to the door and pounded on it twice, causing the door to fly open. Namjoon and Hoseok stood in the doorway, arms crossed and you smiled brightly at them. "Well, I missed you both too."
"Why are you here?" Hoseok's usually chipper mood was dark and bitter as he watched you through narrowed eyes.
"Let me explain."
"Explain what?" Yoongi shoved past you nearly knocking you to the ground as he went to stand next to Namjoon.
"Why I disappeared and why Savoy wanted me dead." Your face softened as your eyes landed on Yoongi's angry face, but he just averted his gaze.
"Fine. You have twenty minutes, in my office." Namjoon grabbed your arm and yanked you inside the building before slamming the door shut.
"Joonie, that hurts." You whined about his grip which you knew would leave bruises but he just shrugged and yanked you along down the hall.
"Namjoon, what the hell are you doing?" You heard a new voice and turned your head to see a boy storming toward you. "Where are you taking Sia?" Upon reaching you, the boy tugged you out of Namjoon's grasp and it took everything in your power not to laugh at his obviously annoyed expression. "She really got hurt yesterday. You can't possibly expect her to train! Jin said bedrest and-"
"V. Meet (y/n). Or more popularly known as Lee Ga-eul." The boy froze as your laughter burst forward.
"Wait, the girl Savoy shot. You guys still have her?" You gawked incredulously at the three men but none of them spoke.
"She's my girlfriend." Taehyung narrowed his eyes at Namjoon. "Why is she here?"
"Call the others. We'll explain everything as soon as she does."
"Okay, explain." Namjoon pursed his lips as he sat behind his desk with Hoseok right next to him and Yoongi sitting on the corner of the desk facing away from you.
"Look." You sighed pushing a hand through your hair. "You know G-Dragon? Like, The G-Dragon? Like fucked-us-out-of-a-lot-of-meth G-Dragon?" You rolled your bottom lip between your teeth and sighed. "Yoongi was planning on getting the supply back. I thought if I went first, he wouldn't have to. I thought if I went first, he wouldn't get shot."
Yoongi scoffed and Namjoon shot him a look before turning his attention back to you. "So you took the drugs and ran? That's not much better."
"Are you gonna let me explain or what?" You huffed, folding your arms over your chest. When the three of them fell silent, you continued. "G-Dragon hit me. Hard. When I woke up I was chained to a wall. Literally. He said I was theirs now and if I ran, he would kill me. I told him I didn't care and he told me Yoongi would be next."
At the mention of his name, Yoongi's head twitched in your direction, but he still kept his eyes as far from you as possible. "Fine." Namjoon nodded and leaned back in his chair. "Then what was that shit with Savoy all about?"
"G-Dragon sold me about a year later." You bit your lip hard and looked down.
"To Savoy?"
You nodded. "They… It was awful, Joonie." You felt tears well up in your eyes, but tried your very best to keep them from spilling. "Everyday I was beaten, raped, tortured, kept in a cold, dark room. I didn't even have a bed." A tear rolled down your cheek and Hoseok's eyes shot to Namjoon. "On good days I got food. On ba-bad days I-I… I…" Your body was wracked with sobs before you even knew it and Hoseok sighed, no longer waiting for Namjoon's permission to comfort you. He knelt beside you and wrapped you in his strong arms, shushing you as he petted your hair. "H-Hobi, it was horrible. And all I kept thinking was how much I wanted to die. I ran the first chance I had. I didn't even know there was money in that car until I finally stopped running. I thought of everything I could do with it, but in the end I decided to just hide. I knew I wouldn't have a place here anymore. I knew Yoongi…" You glanced up at him, meeting his gaze for a split second before he ripped his eyes from you. Another sob escaped your lips and in a flash Namjoon was by your side as well.
"You're still such a brat." He chuckled as he rubbed your back. "You always had a place to come back to. Whether Yoongi was upset or not."
A cracking sound caught all of your attention as the three of you looked up to see Yoongi's fist planted firmly against the wall. "I can't believe you two are falling for this shit."
"Y-Yoongi, Baby-"
"Don't you ever fucking call me that, you selfish, heartless bitch." Yoongi spat, glaring at you. You had always been attracted to how intimidating he was, but now it was just scaring you. "Four years. Four fucking years you've been gone and you think I'll just take you back like nothing ever happened? Namjoon and Hoseok might be blinded by nostalgia, but I know better." Yoongi threw open Namjoon's office door, stopping to look at the faces in the hall before making his way to his room and slamming the door behind him.
You wiped at your eyes and stood, making room for the people entering the room slowly. A girl limped into sight and you raised an eyebrow quizzically. "Freaky. It's like looking in a mirror."
The girl, Sia, watched you carefully as Taehyung quickly pulled her onto his lap. "Okay." Namjoon sat back down in his chair and sighed heavily. "Guys, meet an original Bangtan. She was here before any of you. Meet Yoongi's girlfriend. Meet (y/n)."