Genre: Soulmate!au, Sci-fi, Angst, Smut
Summary: Namjoon, Hoseok and Yoongi were street punks pulling heists before they pulled the wrong one. Now, they have to drag a weird alien and his caretaker to another planet because otherwise the galaxy will fall into chaos. Oh, and the alienâs got the same birthmark as Namjoon. Weird, amiright?
Disclaimer: These works are completely fictitious and for entertainment purposes only. They are not meant to reflect or label the members of BTS in any way. The events within never took place. Thank you
Tags: Soulmates, smut, angst, Graphic Depictions of Violence (fight scenes), gun violence, alien!Jimin, alien!Jin, criminal activity, hacking, sci-fi, futuristic dystopia, repressed memories, mentions of war, mentions of traumatic pasts, mentions of mental illness, mental breakdowns, panic attacks, swearing/cursing,
A/N: I wanted to thank @erotikkookâ for beta-ing this and the first chapter for me! youâre the best! <3Â
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They grouped them together in the interrogation room. Namjoon found it particularly strange. Everything these guys did seemed off. When they arrested them, they did not force them into a cell immediately. They did not get a phone call, a lawyer, or even a damn sandwich. He knew Dee was going to kill him if she heard he got arrested again. Seeing the severity of their arrest, he knew she would eventually.Â
âWeâre fucked,â hissed Hoseok, arms crossed over his chest. âIf these bastards donât kill us, Hutch will.â
âItâs your own damn fault weâre even here,â said Yoongi from the other side of Namjoon.Â
The shortest of the three, Yoongiâs leather jacket and skinny jeans made him seem even smaller. Namjoon looked to the cybernetic plates in his hair. Black strands shaved on the sides, the small plates glowed a soft pink underneath his hair. âYou good?â he asked him quietly.Â
âFine,â Yoongi muttered. âJust the regular dose. Nothing to worry about.â
âThey didnât hit you too hard though, right? I donât need that shit breaking inside your brain.â
He smirked, âNo. They saw the plates and my medical card. They know better than to abuse a patient.âÂ
âWhen the hell are they gonna come in here?â asked Hoseok.Â
âI thought youâd want to stay in here as long as possible. Hutch canât get you from in here.âÂ
âNo way,â he looked to Yoongi. âYou saw those government guys when we pulled up? The soldiers? This is some serious stuff.âÂ