capitulate | closed rp

Kang Haneul leaned forward, stretching the skin of the area she was working on. The girl in her chair shifted, letting out an uncomfortable groan as the needed began working on new lines, outlining the large raven in flight, the shape curving down the side and under the breast. She had been excited to work on this piece, making an effort to fit this client into her schedule. "Easy now," she cooed, "you're doing so good. This one is going to look amazing on you." The promise came out as easily as an exhale because she was confident that it was true.

"That doesn't make it hurt any less," the girl in her chair exclaimed. Despite her complaining, she did manage to sit very still.

"Yeah, but it will be so worth it," Haneul promised again, "Every time you look at it in the mirror, you're going to be so overcome with how badass it looks that you'll have completely forgotten how bad it's hurting right now." She got it though, this was a sensitive spot, and even Haneul struggled getting this area done.

"I know," the girl agreed, before turning her head into her arm and silently whimpering.

Haneul let out a sigh as she continued the linework.

---

Kim Taehyung bobbed his head with the music as he used the snake to clean the barrel of his rifle. The small white cotton bad attached to the end of the snake was coated with the black carbon coating the inside from shooting at the range. As always, he was as meticulous as he was ruthless in all things, from the way he fixed the bullets into the magazine, how he zeroed in on the target at the range, to the way he cleaned and cared for his weapon afterwards. By the time he was done, it was spotless, and oiled down to prevent it from rusting or drying out. He locked it up in the gun safe in his room, one of the very many that he owned, after accounting for all of them.

Taehyung made the most of his days off, never allowing any of his skills to begin withering. He always found himself at the track, working on evasive driving; at the gym, working on his strength; taking a class, preferable something focused on strategy or critical thinking; and of course, his favorite past time, at the range. He was known for his broad skill sets, and how vehemently he worked to maintain them. For this reason, he was always pegged as useful, his input always sought after.

A knock at the door pulled him from his safes, and he cautiously checked the peephole of his door, looking to see Namjoon standing outside, hands casually stuffed in his pockets. Taehyung opened the door, his eyebrows knitted together in confusion, and perhaps a little worry. Namjoon didn't often show up to his place unannounced. "What's up, hyung?"

"I need to talk to you, can I come in?"

Jungkook twirled around boredly in his chair, bored with the fact that he didn't have anything to do at the moment. He was sure one of the others would give him an order before long, and he dreaded waiting, because there wasn't much to occupy his time between jobs. He usually ended up training - sparring or shooting his gun, - but nobody else seemed to be free to spar and he didn't feel like driving to the shooting range when he knew the gang would be throwing a party tonight to let loose.

For a moment, he debated on just heading out to get a new tattoo - he had a craving for new ink, anyway, and it was an itch he knew wouldn't go away any time soon. But he was craving a bigger piece and he was sure that would require an appointment and also take quite a bit of time. He figured he could at least put more thought into what kind of tattoo he wanted until he inevitably couldn't control his craving anymore and absolutely needed the new tattoo. But again, that meant that he had nothing to occupy his time for the moment.

Standing, he pulled out his phone to call Yoongi. "I need something to do," he complained lightly the moment he heard Yoongi answer the phone.

There was a long, drawn out sigh on the other end. "Let me talk to the others," Yoongi informed, "I'll get back to you with something."

---

Quinn sat at a coffee shop, watching her friends leave. They'd told her of a party that she figured she'd go to that night and she'd already gotten ready, but they had decided to bail because something came up. Normally, she wouldn't even think about going to a party alone, but her father had been hovering quite a bit lately, always worried because of his investigations into a local gang, and she just needed a bit of time to breathe.

The party wasn't for a few more hours, so she finished her coffee and got rid of her trash before standing to leave, figuring she'd go find something else to occupy her time for now. She carefully navigated herself along the streets, pulling out her phone to look up the address of the party for later. It wasn't too far from where she currently was, which would make things easier for later - at least then, if something went wrong, she could rush to an area she was familiar with.

Sighing, she slipped her phone back into her pocket and went ahead to window shop, examining items in the windows she passed.

Haneul did a final wipe down of the sleek raven. It wasn't quite done - just the linework and shading - but it was already looking really good. But the night was creeping closer and the girl in her chair had to leave soon. Haneul, of course, understood, as she didn't want to be there all night either. It was the start of her weekend and she wanted to unwind, albeit not having any plans. She snapped a picture of the work in progress and dressed up the tattoo before leading the girl up front to pay. She was even nice enough to leave a sizable tip.

"Haneul-ssi," Bae, the shop piercer, swayed up to her behind the counter with a pout on her lips, "I need you to do me a favor."

"What, bae bae?" Haneul raised an eyebrow, supplementary to her question.

"Go to a party with me tonight," Bae begged, grabbing a hold of Haneuls sleeve and tugging on it playfully, "Jimin's friends are throwing it."

"Your boyfriend?" Haneul asked, stacking question over question, "Why do you need me if it's your boyfriend's party?"

"Because he always disappears with his friends for some super secret conversations," she rolls her eyes, "and then I'm all by myself. Pleeeeeeeeeease, Haneul."

Haneul thought about it for a moment. She didn't have any plans already, but she did want to unwind. However, who said you can't unwind by partying? She could use a setting where she talked to people outside of her work setting. "Alright, I'll go," she promised.

---

"What's up?" Taehyung asked, stepping to the side. Namjoon did sound a little serious, so he held off on his usual jokes.

"There've been some rumors flying around lately," Namjoon huffed before he sat down on the big sectional sofa in Taehyung's apartment. It was obvious that something was troubling him, so Taehyung sat down on the sofa. Not too close, but close enough to offer some sort of comfort. "There's been word that the Chief of Police has been focusing on gang activity." The last words came out of Namjoon's mouth as if they tasted bitter. He hated the term 'gang', or anything synonymous with it. This had always been a family first to him...maybe they engaged in illicit activities sometimes.

Taehyung, like everybody else in Bangtan, grew up with nothing. Through hard work, they all made something out of themselves - just perhaps not in a way that met usual societal standards. Or legal standards, but that was just a technicality that none of them really paid attention to. At the end of the day, there was nothing wrong with wanting nice things, and wanting to make money. This group of men had helped build Taehyung into the man he is today, and he would never thing negatively on them.

"The Chief of Police?" Taehyung repeated, "Where did you hear this?"

"I have ears everywhere, Taehyung. You'd know this, as you helped establish those connections," Namjoon pointed out roughtly, "Sorry, I didn't mean to snap. I'm just stressed."

"It's alright. What do you need from me?" Taehyung asked.

Jungkook thanked Yoongi fairly quickly before the other could hang up. It wasn't long after the call ended before Jungkook got a text from Yoongi and he eagerly looked at his phone.

Jimin's girlfriend is coming to the party. He thinks she might bring a friend. Make sure they stay distracted if we have to go off to talk.

Jungkook pouted at the sight of the text. Babysitting? He had to babysit? He didn't see why Jimin couldn't do that when it was Jimin's girlfriend, but he knew better than to question the orders. At least it was something to do, even though he still had to wait until the party to do anything. He was about to put his phone away when he got another text.

Come help with the party.

At least that was something he could do now. Quickly, he stood up and headed out of his home to go to Jimin's home to help make sure everything went smoothly. When he arrived, he grinned when he saw Jimin. "Jimin," he greeted cheerfully as he made his way over, "I heard your girlfriend's coming? And she might bring a friend?"

Jimin nodded. "Yeah, I invited her along, and she asked if she could bring a friend in case I get busy," he explained.

"You shouldn't bail on your girlfriend, hyung," Jungkook teased lightly before looking around, "Where are Namjoon and Taehyung?"

"Namjoon went to see Taehyung. I'm sure they'll be here before you know it," Jimin informed him.

---

(gonna drop Quinn until the party!)

Haneul quickly went home to change. It had been a while since she went to a party, but Bae told her to dress just a small step up from casual. After taking a shower, she decided on a simple outfit that wouldn't make her stand out too much. If she were being honest with herself, she stood out like a sore thumb in most places, given the tattoos. She was used to the attention, but it would be nice not to stand out so much for once.

Haneul had never met Jimin or any of his friends, but the way Bae talked about them, sometimes it sounded like they were a part of some secret society. Ironically, Bae was one of the biggest loud mouths Haneul had ever met in her life. Before leaving her apartment, she stopped to feed her black cat, Luna, and gave her pets and lovings before leaving. She headed right to Bae's, who would give her directions to the party in the car.

"This isn't BYOB, right?" Haneul clarified while it wasn't too late for them to stop somewhere to grab a few cases of beer.

"No, they have everything covered," Bae promised, "They're the most bougie group of men I've ever met."

"How did you land Jimin, then? You're the most minimalistic person I've ever met," Haneul explained, "Not that it's a bad thing. You're amazing, of course." Haneul was quick to backtrack, not wanting to make her friend feel like she and her boyfriend weren't right together.

"He just likes nice things," Bae explained, "He's so sweet and considerate. I'm so happy you're finally going to meet him - I think you'll really like him."

---

Taehyung rode with Namjoon on the way to the party while he considered everything the older man said. They needed a way in, basically, and it was Taehyung's job to figure out how. They would need to know everything the Chief knows, his next move, his plans. In the worst case scenario - how could they bribe him? He pulled out his burner phone, pulling up a contact he had within the police force. He wanted names of everybody the police was close with, and everything he needed to know about them.

This could help Taehyung be in the right place at the 'right time'. Out of every useful skill he had, the one that Bangtan used the most was his charm. He had a smile that could easily sway people one way or another. He could get people to talk without working them too much, or making it obvious that he had an ulterior motive. He would find a way into the Chief's circle one way or another, and ultimately make sure that Bangtan didn't get any of the heat.

"Is there anything else floating around the rumor mill?" Taehyung asked. "Everything is helpful."

"I told you everything I know," Namjoon verified, "Just keep your ears open tonight." Namjoon pulled his car up to their headquarters, which was always disguised as somebody's large home. Party time.

Jungkook perked up when the party finally began. "Alright, Jimin, where's your girl and her friend?" he asked the older boy, looking over at him as he nudged his friend. Though he wasn't looking forward to babysitting, he was eager for the party to pick up, certain it would at least get rid of his boredom, even if only for a few hours.

"She should be here by now," Jimin mentioned before catching sight of Bae and grinning. "There she is." He motioned and led the way over. "Bae!"

Jungkook arched a brow as they approached but he nodded in greeting to Bae, since they'd met a few times when Jimin brought her around. He didn't recognize her friend, though, and he grinned. "Well, hello," he greeted easily in acknowledgment of her. "I'm guessing you're Bae's friend? I'm Jungkook, it's nice to meet you."

"Laying it on thick, huh, Jungkook?" Jimin teased with amusement before leaning to kiss Bae.

---

Quinn arrived at the house before long and peered around, a bit amazed at the sight of the place, along with the crowd heading into the house. For a moment, she stood outside, mostly taking it in, but she eventually made her way inside. The music inside was already reverberating the walls, and it seemed like everybody was already enjoying themselves.

She wandered further into the house, squeezing through the crowd, and it didn't take her long to find the drinks. Moving over, she grabbed a bottle after making sure it was closed and untampered with. Her eyes scanned around as she opened the bottle and sipped on the drink.

Haneul was amazed at the home Bae led her into. While there weren't many people here yet, there was plenty space to host a lot of people. "Do their parties generally get pretty packed?" she asked her friend, who was fixing her two fun buns on top of her head as they began heading into the large house. She was hoping that it would get packed...there was a sort of privacy in large parties that you didn't get with small crowds. In small crowds, everybody could keep their eyes and ears on you. With large parties, everybody was occupied with themselves, the noise too much to hear anything.

"Yeah, it's just early," Bae explained. "By the end of the night, there will be so much going on that you won't even be able to think." Haneul nodded in understanding, excited to see where the night went.

"Well, I'm excited to finally meet the famous Jimin. Do you think he's here yet?" Haneul questioned, looking around at all of the faces hanging around inside.

"He's right there!" Bae's smile got wide, and something in her eyes changed. She grabbed onto Haneul and dragged her along to two men standing side by side. One of them greeted Bae with a kiss, so Haneul was quick to assume that was Jimin. But she didn't know the other...until he introduced himself.

Jungkook.

Haneul returned the kindness with a bold smile. "Haneul. The pleasure is all mine."

---

Taehyung followed Namjoon into the headquarters, not yet impressed with the traffic of the party. Not many people were here already, and Taehyung hated standing around at an empty party. But perhaps he could use this time to think about his to-do list. He headed into the next room, looking for a drink. This room was much more packed, probably because this was where the bar was. The foyer wasn't necessarily a fun place to hang out in anyways.

Taehyung pushed through the crowd, trying not to rudely bump into anybody until he got to the self-served bar. His eyes grazed over the options, until he landed on a familiar IPA and grinned, reaching down to grab it. He used the side of the bar to pop off the top and took a small drink as he turned around, leaning back against the rood. He studied the crowd, taking in the kind of people that were here tonight. Mostly young, probably the spoiled kids of wealthy parents. No work ethic, no skill, no respect for the working man.

His eyes roamed to his side, where he saw a lone girl. While she was young, and dressed well, she didn't seem like any of the other party-goers here. She seemed a little scared, and Taehyung wondered why she would come to a party like this by herself. He scooted closer towards her, his curiosity peaking.

"Enjoying yourself?"

Jungkook shook his head, immediately ignoring Jimin and his girlfriend, certain the pair would probably sneak off before long. He knew Jimin would have to go to the others soon, but he also knew how much Jimin loved his girlfriend, so he was sure the man wasn't in any real rush to go meet up with the others. Turning his attention to the other girl, he grinned broadly as he listened to her.

"Haneul, huh?" he asked, tilting his head to the side as he took her in, "It's a pretty name. Looks like it suits you." With a fairly brave smirk, he winked playfully, finding no reason to not enjoy his time with this girl for a bit. He'd more than likely be spending most of the night with her and Bae, anyway, so he might as well have some harmless fun while he was at it. "You can ignore those two there. They'll be all over each other while they can be."

Not that he blamed his hyung. If he was that in love with a girl, he was sure he'd be the same. "Have you been to one of our parties before?" His eyes scanned her features for a moment, but he could admit he didn't really recognize her. He figured that answered his question for him. "I doubt it, I'm pretty sure I'd recognize somebody like you if I'd seen you before."

---

Quinn had been sufficiently distracted by the crowd, noticing that more people were coming in, and this room seemed to be the busiest. She was sure it was because of the alcohol, but she worried that it would get too crowded to move soon, and she tried to debate on a way to slip out of this room in particular. The other rooms were probably far less crowded at least.

Before she could think too much about it, she heard a voice near her, and she blinked. At first, she wasn't sure whether whoever talked was speaking to her or not, but when she glanced in the direction that the voice came from, she noticed a man beside her, his attention on her. For a moment, she was stunned silent, and she wasn't sure if it was from the shock of his admittedly attractive appearance or from the fact that he'd spoken to her at all.

When she recovered, she quickly shook her head. "I, um, I only just got here, so I'm not really sure," she admitted, offering a small smile before she shrugged. "I'm still adjusting to the new surroundings and all the people."

Haneul nodded along as Jungkook talked, holding back laughter with a small smile. He was very charismatic, and she immediately admired that about him. She found him adorable with his small flirtacious comments, throwing in a wink here and there. In fact, he seemed so confident, that it made Haneul just a little bit suspicious of him.

"No, I've never been to one," she subtly shook her head, not quite sure how to respond to all of his questions at once. She slowly looked him up and down as her tongue poked this inside of her cheek until her eyes raised to meet his once again, a brighter smile finding its way on to her face this time. "I'd probably remember you, too," she admitted. Her eyes swiftly darted to Bae and Jimin, who had already began disappearing into the crowd at this point, and then back at the man in front of her.

At least she was left with...what? A babysitter? She found the thought amusing, but at least she wasn't left by herself. "Get me a drink?"

---

Taehyung gave a reassuring smile to the girl in front of him. He'd never seen her before, not here or anywhere else, and couldn't help but wonder what brought her here tonight.

"Are you alone?" He questioned, immediately realizing how creepy that sounded. He pursed his lips and shut his eyes for a second...just a small moment of regret. "I mean, did you come with anybody? I haven't seen you around before, and we don't usually attract stragglers," he joked, hoping that it was good enough to recover from his first question. Then, to top it off, he realized he hadn't even introduced himself yet, and he probably just came off more weird by the second.

"I'm Taehyung, by the way. I'm one of the hosts," he finished with a grand smile.