He's a Criminal || 1x1 with Trots

[Xintea]

𝔎𝔦𝔪 𝔗𝔞𝔢𝔥𝔶𝔲𝔫𝔤
"You can't spell lo_e without V."
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He walked completely of his own free will to his cell, and played with his wrists happily when the cuffs were taken off. "Hey, why'd you get all defensive of me back there? That guy coulda said whatever he wanted to me and he wouldn't have done anything wrong." He tilted his head to the side, confused. "Oh. Sorry I'm not supposed to speak... but I have a feeling you don't care." He smirked. He sat down on a small uncomfortable bench that was in the cell, and crossed his arms, leaning against the wall behind him. Surprisingly, even though he was next to a dumpster not too long ago, he smelled pretty good. A faint hint of vanilla, he didn't like too strong of a scent, it made him dizzy. He bit his lip, concerned for her bleeding hand. "You know, the blade I gave that guy was dull. If I had given him my sharpened knife, it would be much worse." He said absently, looking up from the floor to gaze at the woman that had just finished wrapping her hand. He rolled his shoulders, massaging them a bit. He wasn't pleased how much he was being thrown around today and forced to do things.

Of course he had a plan to escape. Seldom do police officers look in your shoes to see what was in there. For him, it was 2 small bobby pins that were hard to see. He wasn't going to pull it out now, he could sympathize with her, she got payed by the hour. So, he would just wait. He couldn't wait too long, because another officer would take her place and he would be less likely to escape after that. "So you hate your job?" He asked her while getting the bobby pin out of his shoe. "Gotcha." He muttered when he got the bobby pin out and slipped it into his pocket. "Why'd you get it in the first place then? We all have stories. Even criminals like me." He contemplated getting the second bobby pin and decided to keep it there in case he got caught somehow. Yeah, and my story is that after my grandmother was murdered, I went after the guy that has done it. I found him, dead, and some lady called the cops on me and I was framed for the murder. Been on the run ever since then. Damnit, why didn't I just face it and go to trial? I probably wouldn't of been convicted anyways, I had an alibi. Nope, I ran, stole, and became the most wanted criminal. Not the most dangerous, just the most wanted for the amount of stuff I've gotten away with.

He realized he was staring at the woman in the chair and tore his eyes away from her. "Aish, I'm sorry I was just thinking."

[Trots]

Dawn Lee

She leaned her head back, taking a deep breath. His questions made her think before she spoke, and she started with the first one. "I only acted like that because I know you didn't kill that man. My coworkers don't look beyond the 'criminal.' Only at what they see. They could care less. Because they are men, the more people they get in jail, the more money they get. Of course, I get nothing different." She adjusted in her seat before speaking once more, taking her hair out of the pony tail. It was pulling and she didn't like it. Instead, she began to braid her hair to take up the time. "Done anything wrong? He was being extremely rude. You have no idea how many times I have had to knock the sense back to the men in this building... I can't even count how many times." She smirked to his comment about the knife. "Wonderful. Good to know, thank you."

She watched him, noticing the bobby pins. She sighed and rolled her eyes, thinking his plan was already ridiculous when he could ask her to leave at any time once everyone in the station was gone. "Hate it? More than that." Her right leg went over her left, and she crossed her arms. "My Mom always told me to do something that most woman weren't allowed to do. She wanted me to prove to people that I can do what men can do. My Father thought everything I liked was idiotic, so I always did what he wanted me to do. When he heard my Mother tell me about a job opening up for police training, he said I wouldn't make past a day. I wanted to prove him wrong, so I signed up and got into the academy. There were no women. I was the only one who signed up. Everyone 'picked on' me for being female, and still do. This place is like an adult high school drama-zone. I have never had a decent day at work. Having to see innocent people walk in and out of here, being taken away from their families who need them most... it's just stupid to me."

She was looking back at him as he stared in thought. She didn't mind it, but she smirked when he apologized. "That's Alright. You did nothing wrong." She looked up to see her coworker from before, walking down the hallway to quickly speak to her. He looked down at her with a small grin, a sigh escaping his lips.

"When you're shift is over, I'll take watch in the early morning. I'll see you in a few hours, Officer Lee." He patted her shoulder and walked off. She nodded and once he left, she stood and grabbed the key to the cell, tossing it to Taehyung.

"He usually falls asleep on watch. When he is, you can go. Don't use those bobby pins. It would take too long."

[Xintea]

𝔎𝔦𝔪 𝔗𝔞𝔢𝔥𝔶𝔲𝔫𝔤
"You can't spell lo_e without V."
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He was quite surprised when she just handed him the keys. He caught them of course, but sat there for a few seconds, confused. Although, he was offended when she doubted his lock picking skills. He sighed and put the keys into his pocket. "Take too long? Psh." He slowly stood and walked over to the bars of the cell. He reached between them, and experimented with different angles to unlock it with. Once he finally heard the satisfying click, he quietly opened the cell about an inch. He looked up and smirked. "See easy. But I do suppose it would be much easier to just use the keys." He sighed, trying to act as though he wasn't angry he wasn't able to unlock it faster or quieter. He closed the cell again and plopped down on the seat. "You're right though. High school was drama central." He smiled, tilting his head up to look at the ceiling. "I wasn't really the cool kid in High school. I had one really good friend... but..." He stopped remembering the last time he saw Jimin was back in Seoul after he'd quickly explained why he was leaving Korea. "Ahh last time I saw him I was packing my stuff to ditch Korea and come here. That was roughly a month ago." He inhaled deeply and looked down to look Dawn in the eyes. "I don't think that men are better than women. Hell, women can do exactly what men can do except being men." He said chuckling and putting the bobby pin back into his pocket.

"You're a better officer than he is, at least you're not falling asleep on the job." He smiled and down to his pocket and fiddled with the keys inside. A thought entered his brain, it was crazy, but you never know. "Hey, did you ever think about... dunno coming to South Korea?"

[Trots]

Dawn Lee

She smirked and crossed her arms, watching him pick the lock with ease. She raised an eyebrow and looked to him as he talked about his friend. She nodded afterwards and sighed. "I can't recall having a friend accept my dog. My parents wouldn't allow me to have any. 'School first, friends later.'" She mocked, snarling under her breath. All her years in high school were spent studying. She went to no parties, no one's houses', no school dances, and she always sat alone in the corner of the classroom. At lunch she'd either eat in the restroom or sit behind an abandoned building outside of the school district. She took a deep breath and focused on his eyes once he focused on hers. His opinion about men and women made her laugh a little, but she had to keep it quiet or else other officer's in the department may think she is socializing with a 'criminal.' Doing this could cost her job.

She nodded to his comment about her coworker, but stopped moments later when he asked her the strange question. "South Korea?" She looked deep into his eyes, confused. "How come you're asking?" She stepped back, curious but she felt as if she were too close to the cell. "Anyways, if I went, I barely remember how to speak Korean. It's been years since I have and I've never been to Korea." She felt as if she were missing out on something that was truly part of her. She always wanted to go to Korea, but because of taxes and her low pay, she could never go. As a kid, she never could either. She went to many other States in the Country including Hawaii, California, New York, Florida, and even more... but never had she gone to Korea. Her Grandparents lived there, and her parents hated them. She never got to meet them, but was also afraid to. Her parents told her stories about them and how they were terrible people. She didn't believe it at first, but after a rude comment her Grandmother made about her over the phone made her dream crush of meeting them in person.

[Xintea]

𝔎𝔦𝔪 𝔗𝔞𝔢𝔥𝔶𝔲𝔫𝔤
"You can't spell lo_e without V."
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He nodded as she spoke, occasionally stretching out a bit so he could get ready to make his escape. He had a backup plan for if he were to ever get caught, to meet up with SeokJin at a certain Korean bbq restaurant where they could talk and make a quick getaway. "Dogs are man's best friend." He commented. He'd always wanted a dog, his grandmother and him owned one before she was murdered, but he had to abandon the dog too. He's always felt bad about it since, he loved the dog. It wasn't even the dog either, he'd left his entire family and almost all of his friends in Korea without a notice. He knew if she were to get caught talking to him and especially giving him the keys that her job would be lost, so he asked her about Korea. "I know what you mean. I miss South Korea... you know? The food, the people, and the places you could visit on a whim." He didn't want to say it out loud, but when he first met her, he'd assumed she was Korean. Being Asian himself, he could usually tell where someone came from if it did happen to be from an Asian country.

"I'm asking because I'm heading back there. Early tomorrow morning." He smirked and stood, walking over to the bars and grasping them firmly. "You're invited to come if you'd like." He said softly, backing away from the bars and sitting down again. "Really I wouldn't worry about learning Korean, it's not too hard." He chuckled. "Though, that's probably easy for me to say because it's my first language." He fiddled with the keys in his pocket again. "I can help you learn." He looked up and smiled. In a way, he could relate to her, and wanted to see if she could have a better life in Korea. Maybe... he'd even be able to somehow clear his name. Certainly not the robberies, but definitely the murder. That was one stain on his record that he wouldn't allow to stay.

[Trots]

Dawn Lee

Her expression grew skeptical, not knowing if she could trust him. Do I trust him..? Her thoughts trailed off, her mind processing his words. No... I don't... not yet... but I want to leave... "I'll think about it." She looked over; the hallway light dimming because one of her coworker leaving had turned it off from another room. After a few seconds she came up with her decision. She shrugged, no longer caring if her life would get worse. "Fine with me. I'll go." She raised an eyebrow, looking back at him. "You better teach me. Or else, i'll be completely clueless there." She thought before confirming her answer once more. "Okay. Would I have to get my things at my house?" She heard her last coworker leave. She thought about her puppy at home also, wondering if she could take him. "I have a dog at home. He's being trained, but I promised to take care of him until he dies and I won't stop doing so." His smile made her smile back. She stopped herself though, feeling strange to have positive emotions towards him. "If you're planning on leaving..." She walked to the computer on the desk, shutting off all the cameras one by one. "You can now go... right about... now." She looked up at him, shutting off the computer. She walked over to him, a sheepish smile spreading across her delicate features.

"I can drive." She got her keys and wrote down a letter on a sheet of paper with a pen. It was bold and written neatly, though she was rushing. After finishing, she read it quietly to herself; not knowing how he'd react if he hear. Nor did she know how her coworkers would react, thought she expected it to be nothing more but happiness of her removal. "Dear all my coworkers... tell Mr. Randy that I quit. See ya *** holes." She smirked, signing her name at the end. She sat the paper down on the desk before she looked back at Taehyung, hearing clanking on the bars.

(Sorry it's super short -_- i didn't know what to type heheh... cringing so hard.)

[Xintea]

𝔎𝔦𝔪 𝔗𝔞𝔢𝔥𝔶𝔲𝔫𝔤
"You can't spell lo_e without V."
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"Great." He responded smiling widely. He perked up when she spoke about a dog. "A dog? Really no, I don't mind I actually love dogs!" He was smiling brightly. "I really want to get one myself, but wasn't sure if it was a good idea and-" He realized he was blushing, smiling widely, and looking like a total dork. "Oh ahh right let's go." He stood up quickly and used the keys in his pocket to open the cell door. He locked it behind him and smirked. He tossed the keys back into the cell and was satisfied when they hit the wall behind the bench and fell onto the floor. He stretched out his tired legs and was slightly disappointed when she offered him a ride.

He couldn't go, he didn't want her to get in trouble. "Hey, it's alright." He walked over to a map that was on the wall behind the a computer monitor. He slipped it out and opened to the 'local restaurants page'. He pointed to a specific Korean barbecue restaurant and smirked. "Just meet me there, I kind of want to run there anyways. You should get your belongings in order while I do so. Try and pack light, and for God's sake don't try and be a hero if I get caught. I'll be at the restaurant in an hour. If I'm not tell my contact that I'll meet him at the airport." He walked towards the hallway to leave. "When you get there, order the pink princess. You'll know when you see him after that, and when you do, tell him V sent ya." He said smirking and running off down the hall. He rounded a corner to the front of the station and searched in a box labeled 'confiscated items.' He found his backpack inside, and took out all of the stolen items that were inside. All that was left was his clothes and a few other items he surprisingly didn't steal.

He took out his black hoodie and slipped it on, putting the hood up. He slung the backpack over his shoulder and walked around for a bit trying to find the back exit to the place. When he did, he breathed in the crisp night air and saw a single black car parked in the lot. It was probably Dawn's. He ran past it and tried to remember his way around. The police wouldn't of known he escaped until the other officer came in for his shift, but they'd be gone by then. He ran away from the police station and turned around, still going at a decently fast pace. "See ya b******!" He turned back around and hummed one of his favorite songs as he ran. What a sight, an escaped convict humming a children's song with a backpack that had a pink cupcake sticker on it. Courtesy of his little sister of course.

It took him 10 minutes to get even close to the place he was going to. According to his phone though, he still had many more blocks to go. He cursed at himself for picking a place that was so far away from the police station and kept jogging. His hood fell off and he pretty much ignored it. He wasn't really known to of escaped yet, so it didn't matter much. He stopped in an alleyway and slung his backpack off. He unzipped the zipper and searched through his bag for a protein bar he'd stuck in there. "Great." He took it out and opened the package, happy with the pleasant chocolate smell that had escaped. He sunk his teeth in for a bite and ate only about half before stuffing it back into his bag. He closed his backpack and settled it on his shoulders again, getting ready to run again. He hummed another tune and checked his phone for his gps to see how far away he was. Still he had to run many more blocks and it would certainly take more than an hour. Dawn would be fine if she could take simple instructions though. He was sure of it.

[Trots]

Dawn Lee

Her mind was twirling with thoughts about him after he left. His attitude about the puppy made her smile, and his peachy smile made her blush. She had held it in, and or tried, not wanting to show weakness around him. She already had here and there during the conversation. Her smile was already pretty bad when it came to weaknesses. A kind smile always made her either shrivel up inside, or she'd turn into a gigantic softy. "Why is he so cute when he smiles..?" She thought to herself, shaking her head afterwards. His comment about her saving him made her scoff, groaning deep in her throat. "I may have to." She had commented. She had listened to his instructions; not understanding completely but she decided to trust him for that certain situation. "The Pink Princess? What a strange code word." She put her hand up to her chin as she made her way out, thinking. "V..." She nodded slowly, trying to figure out what it could mean. She walked out to her car and unlocked the door, peering at the empty lot and nodding, making sure no one was still there. She got inside and closed the door behind her, turning on the engine. She put the stick-shift in place before making her way out of the empty lot. She looked around, and went through red lights. No one was driving that night, especially so early in the morning. It wasn't natural for one to do so there when they could be asleep or with their families. She reached her home, hearing the whining and crying of her dog who didn't like to be alone.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." She parked in her driveway and opened the door, getting out, and locking it behind her. She rushed up her front steps to the door, unlocking it with ease. Her little friend twirled in circles, wagging it's tail. She pat it's head gently before going off to what she had to do; pack. She hated packing. Why? This was because she never knew what she truly needed to take. of course the essentials; clothes, bathroom items, phone charger (always). This time, she had to pack what she truly needed. Money, a few days worth of clothing, phone charger, and definitely a book. She couldn't go a day without reading at least one page of anything. Reading was something she adored, and couldn't stop doing. If she forgot to bring a book while going on some sort of trip, she'd immediately go and buy one. It didn't matter what it was about. It could be romance, comedy, tragedy, horror, you name it! She loved it all. She reached through her closet and grabbed a decently large backpack. it wasn't extremely large that it was ridiculous, but it could fit quite a bit in compartments people wouldn't think were there. She went to her dresser and took out 3 days worth of clothes, knowing she could just buy more with the savings she had.

Not long had passed before she had her puppy in the passengers seat and her backpack in the back. Maybe only 30 minutes. She was making her way down the road to get to the restaurant. She had never heard of it before, and her memory was a bit blurry when it came to remembering where he said it was. She wasn't flustered with her confusion, just used to it. "Maybe... that's it?" She asked herself, then shook her head. "Nope, it's not." She snarled at herself, thinking of how stupid she was at that time. "i should've written it-" She cut herself off, seeing a man running in a certain direction. "Taehyung? It must be." She drove over, slowing to his pace with a small smirk on her face as she looked to see that is was him. She rolled down the window and smiled. "Need a ride, or shall I keep going and leave you to run..." She trailed off, looking down the road. "For about thirty more minutes?" She looked back at him, not actually sure how far it was, but from the pace he was going, he wouldn't get there any time soon. Her puppy looked out the window, panting as the breeze brushed his fur back. He loved the cold, his nose shriveling up a little. "Common. Don't you want to hug a cute adorable puppy?" She tried to taunt him, a smirk spreading across her lips.

[Xintea]

𝔎𝔦𝔪 𝔗𝔞𝔢𝔥𝔶𝔲𝔫𝔤
"You can't spell lo_e without V."
»»——————-　☠　——————-««
He was running for only a bit further when he was stopped by a familiar car from a certain parking lot. He stopped and looked up at her. He wasn't tired, he could have gone on for much longer. He was about to make a sarcastic remark when he saw an adorable puppy sticking it's head out the window. His weakness... animals. "Awh come on you can't do that to me!" He said pouting. He quickly walked around to the other side of the door and sat in the seat next to her. He crossed his arms and tried not to freak out when the small dog lay down on his lap not knowing where else to go.

He took off his backpack and put it in the space in front of him. "Fine. Looks like you're lost anyways." He said smirking, now looking at her with his shimmering brown eyes. He then directed her for the rest of the ride, pointing out that she did not know where to go at all and making fun of her for it as much as he possibly could. Once they finally rounded the correct corner, he pointed to the small but nice restaurant at the corner. It was a barbecue, but it was also a bar that was open 24/7. The only one he hadn't been kicked out of.

Once they parked, he immediately got out of the car and grabbed his backpack. "We're here princess." He closed the door behind him, whimpering that he had to leave the small animal behind. Nonetheless, he walked into the bar and smiled at the Asian woman behind the counter. He bowed and walked over to her, smiling at the rows of alcohol behind her, having to restrain himself from ordering a few shots. "I'd like the pretty princess?" He smirked and the woman nodded in understanding. The smell of barbecue filled his nostrils, and familiar scents found their way there as well. He couldn't help but smile at the familiarity of the place. It was as if it was plucked right from his home town. A few moments later, she walked back out with a drink in her hand, and pointed to a slightly secluded booth. He walked over there, not bothering to see if Dawn had followed him or not.

Surely enough, there was a man with light pink hair sitting there, with a glass of water sitting next to him as he gazed out of the window. He turned his head over to see who was approaching him and smiled at the man that was walking towards him. "So you did show up V." He said with a smirk plastered on his handsome face. "I was worried you found a prison you couldn't escape out of." Taehyung finally sat down in the booth next to him and set his drink to the side. Taehyung chuckled and took a sip of the liquid.

"Not a chance. But there was a slight change of plans." He said while swirling his drink around and putting it down. The man across from him tilted his head to the side, confused.

"How so?" He asked speculatively after taking a sip of his lemon water. Taehyung took another sip of his beverage and spoke again, this time more softly.

"I may have an extra party member to bring back to Korea with us." After he said that, the pink haired man stood and ran his fingers through his hair. He had a slight scowl on his pretty face, and sat back down after calming himself down.

"You can't just do that Taehyung, you know that it was hard enough for me to get us two tickets without a background check."

"I know I know, but hear me out. She's pretty, and she has a dog. Never know she could be a good bargaining chip." He insisted. SeokJin nodded his head in understanding and chuckled.

"Yeah, maybe, maybe. Or you could just be getting soft."

[Trots]

Dawn Lee

She pulled on her sweatshirt after they parked. She ignored all his remarks about her not knowing where to go, commenting with an "Okay" or "Whatever you say" and sometimes a "Thanks." She watched him get out of the car and go inside, and once she saw the 24/7 bar sign, she got out. She took the puppy with her, seeing no sign that she couldn't, and anyways, the dog was pretty much owned by the government. They can't say nothing about it. She got her money and she walked inside, the puppy happy to be in a new place. She sat at the bar and smiled to the Asian woman.

"Can I have..." She looked to the menu up on a screen. She had to choose quickly because the screen was switching from food to food and drink to drink. "The smoked chicken sandwich? No onions please. Also... a strawberry smoothie?"

"Yes, Of course." The woman nodded and smiled, walking through a door to reach the kitchen. Her dog gave a toothy grin, looking around with awe. She smiled and shook her head, keeping him on her lap. She gawked down at her phone, yawning. She disliked being up all night. She'd probably be asleep by then. Nothing much happened around the city, but of course, that night was different over all the others. She met a man she might not actually hate. "Here is your drink, Miss." The woman walked back, setting down her strawberry smoothie. She had forgotten to ask for no alcohol, but she decided it wouldn't be a big deal as long as she didn't drink it all.

"Thank you." She smiled to the woman, stirring the drink with her straw before taking a sip. The woman bowed a little in reply before walking back. "This... is so good..." She kept drinking it, but stopped after drinking half the glass. "No... theirs alcohol in there and you're driving." She thought to herself, knowing she had to control herself. Strawberries were another one of her weaknesses. Anything with strawberries, she'd eat it. She grew up on a farm not far off in the valley from the city. She'd work with her parents after school; picking strawberries, blueberries, and almost all berries. The woman came back with a hot plate. A chicken sandwich was placed upon it with sliced fries on the side. She was small, but she could eat a lot.

"Here you go. Do you need anything else?"

"No. I'm alright. Thank you." She smiled, looking down at her dog. "On second thought, can I have a small bowl of beef? Or pork?"

"Oh, yes. For your dog, I assume?"

"Yes. He hasn't eaten and he's probably hungry." She pet her little canine on the head.

"Of course. I will be right back with that. Enjoy your meal!" She walked back into the kitchen without another word. After wiping her hands, Dawn began to eat as if she hadn't eaten in days. She ate at a decent pace, but it wasn't a way a 'normal' women would eat. She ate it almost as if she didn't care to get messy. Her little furry friend began to sneak a few fries, even though she saw him, she said nothing. She thought it was funny how he's sneak his head over her whole plate and try to grab a fry. After a few tries, he'd finally get it and drag it onto her lap, chewing it into small pieces.