The Apprentice

Doe Eyed Boys Don't Know How to Sell Drugs

The buzzing disturbs the quiet of his sleep. A fly lands on the bridge of his nose and for a second the itch seems tolerable, but quickly he is irritated and brushes it away. It lands back on his forehead moments after. His sleep is entirely disturbed now, with the fly's hands methodically rubbing together, plotting, seeming so grand in size from perched now on the tip of his nose. Yoongi's eyes are dreary with his sleep being thick and his hangover making his mind pulse. He fears the fly at first, from his angle it seems large and heavy, keeping him plastered to his pillow.

Yoongi is a busy man, he doesn't have time to wake from his sleep so slowly this morning, while his mind is still polluted from his recent binge of drugs and alcohol last night. He is weary and his eyes see through a haze, making him fearful of the pest that distracts him from what he should be doing. And what exactly should Min Yoongi be doing? He should be getting up and fleeing from this location as fast as possible.

It is hard for him to keep track of his itinerary, being a wanted criminal after all, his face engrained into the public's mind from his wanted picture being broadly famous across social media and seemingly every pole or light or street sign in any major city or even any nowhere town, like the one he resides in now. It's a hard life to live for him, getting things so easily from so many people, their money and their fear and respect, and yet having to do everything the hard way to get around the consequences of these actions.

Yoongi cracks his sore knuckles, the old bruises fading now, but the new ones on his left hand are only sprouting. His most recent encounter with law breaking was minimal, in comparison to his other feats, this time it was just a minor drug deal gone wrong. Gone wrong for the drug dealer, that is. The kid didn't know the slightest deal of what he was getting into, Yoongi wasn't the 'bad' guy, he only warned the kid not to get involved with such serious things by showing him how bad things could get. He had used his left hand to purposely not punch as hard as his right hand would have automatically. The kid was doe eyed and naive of the people he could accidentally get involved with, like Yoongi's opposers potentially, the bad guys of bad guys, the ones who kill for the fun of it and not the business of it- as Yoongi does. But Yoongi isn't concerned about the doe eyed boy he'd encountered last night, as he evaluates the damage taken to his hand, at most one of the boy's doe eyes will be a bit more swollen for a few days, but it won't distract from his beauty, maybe only entice his other buyers to take him more serious.

But he had to do it, even if the boy was innocent. That damned undercover cop that almost got him makes him nervous around the pretty boys who act so innocent around such a wanted man. The police of any city or town is one thing, a hoop he's jumped through enough times he isn't wary of them anymore as a threat to his arrest. But that private investigator nearly got him. And that means he's good. Yoongi might not be messing around when it comes to his crimes, the long list of the things you could charge him with if you ever manage to get him into jail in the first place, and even how many times he's done all the things on his list. But Kim Taehyung isn't messing around when it comes to the lengths he'll go to to arrest Yoongi.

He was nearly caught once, Taehyung had gotten so close. But getting Yoongi behind bars is a nearly impossible feat. And after coming that close to arresting Yoongi, Taehyung became only more confident in his skill, but also Yoongi became much more careful about his whereabouts and who he trusted, so as not to come as close as he did. One of the reasons Yoongi was so upset about the innocent doe eyed boy trying to deal to him and his friends was that he was just Yoongi's type, which Taehyung would know. He was just the kind of boy who Yoongi knew would tear into his heart quickly and easily, just how Taehyung had done when he nearly caught him. The poor boy hadn't seen it coming, how Yoongi had lashed out with such fear driving his punch, even Yoongi's friends, hardened criminals with deaths on their belts, had been surprised at their friend's sudden change of heart and messy way of cleaning up the mess.