(On previous chapter)

I had handle the kids and their ridiculous question but my mind was gnawing at me that V left me here all alone. 'Where's he?' i thought.

"Why so serious?" A deep voice whisper behind me.

(One hour prior)

After promising Y/n that he'll do something about the shortcoming of a clown, V had instantly advanced to his men and ordered them to arrange a clown. He was patiently waiting for them and barely made

ten phone calls...

to know their whereabouts. When his men approached him with their chest puffed and waiting for the praises, V thought that they really outdid themselves. His roamed his eyes behind them, to find the inevitable clown but finding no one, his entire existence drown in cold water.

Now what was he supposed to do?

Upon screaming at his men, their once puffed chest inflated and they nervously admitted what had happened. Basically they had chased out every single clown with their gangster look and in the jumbling, snatched the dress of one urging him to ran away naked. It was actually his own fault to trust the hard exterior Mafioso to convince a clown for his services. But atleast he got the dress. Reluctantly wearing the weird green costume, he finds its hard in him to not strangle his men right there and then. But the hopeful and anticipated look on their faces coax out some fake praises. Now dressed in some stranger's costume which smell like sweats, he admire his appearance in the man-sized mirror. He doesn't know if he should laugh or cry at his misery. Y/n probably was waiting for him for hours and he didn't want her to wait any further but with this dress? The Joker dress from the fucking Joker movie which maybe suited his personality but was odd for the occasion. 'Fuck this!' he thought and left before he would end up digging the ground and cease his existence.

(Present)

Expediently, everything went well. The small party set up in the grassy playground of orphanage wrapped up graciously, with V's help. He was kind enough to arranged all the decoration, buffet and cover the cost too despite the director's denial. Y/n who, was previously angry at him for being late, couldn't help but woo over him and soft-hearted nature.

Even though, kids didn't understand his character cladded in strange costume but V's funny behaviour and extraordinary magic tricks which consists of Rubber pencil trick, Spoon bending illusion , disappearing coin trick stole their innocent hearts. They ask him about his mask and boy, they come with unique theories.

A barely five years old cute chubby girl was adamant that he was a beast who covered his face and needed true lob from his princess to end his curse. Her boy bestfriend tried to convince her that he was just having a bad cold. Thankfully, Taehyung didn't have to answer their weird questions as their attention divert to that one boy who was showing his moves on WAP. The innocent kids didn't know why talented boy had got his ass whooped by the director when he was just reciting God's song, WAP- Worship and Prayer.

After the party, orphanage helpers began to wrap up everything, ushering the kids back in their respective room, leaving the lovely couple alone under the makeshift flower chandelier. The atmosphere was pleasant with occasional blow of wind. They found themselves looking everywhere but at each other. A sudden shyness fell upon them.

"I thought you ditched me" she whined and look down at her shoes.

"I could never" he softly replied and daringly held her chin up, holding eye contact so that she could see his sincerity. And for the nth time in the day, she was ashamed of thinking bad of him. When had he given her any reasons for doubt? How can she even doubt the fluffy Mafia?

"I am sorry for doubting. And thankyou for everything, you have done for the kids. I truly appreciate it" she gave him a million dollar smile which knocked him down. But thanks to the cane which he added as accessories, which held him at his place, so that he didn't male a fool of himself in front of her.

"Hey! Why are you so red?" she asked noticing the blood rushing to his cheeks. He couldn't answer her question and was tight-lipped from the audacity of her to show him a full blown beautiful smile and expected him to function properly after. Now it was his turn to look down at his Gucci shoes, bashful and losing all the confidence from her literal angel look. She was looking ethereal beautiful, words were stuck in his throat after taking in the image of her elegantly cladded in a glittery blue dress. He remember the character she was adorned in - Esma from Melted, and was thankful for Jungkook who taught him despite his busy schedule.

Before he could further embarrass himself by complimenting her as Esma, fortunately his phone rang. He excuse himself while Y/n taking the opportunity, went to meet the director.

She was restless since she had entered the premises. Everything was same. From playground to building, to helpers except the director. She didn't express her surprise in front of V not wanting to disclose any bits of her past not because she didn't trust him despite him. But it was just not the right time nor was it easy to reveal a bittersweet piece of her and throw her cards in open. She was not embarrassed being an orphan but it drag the dark school life which she wants nothing to do with.

She didn't realized that she had already entered in the director office which was kept as it was in the past. It brought a nostalgia to her like a old book which leaves a fresh earthly smell despite being worn out. She didn't realized how much she was missing the orphanage and its corridors. She was just so busy in carrying on the mundane life and try to keep up with the fast pacing world that she forgets who she was. She forgets to give herself time - to think, to live the dreams and fantasies.

"Thank you so much for your time and arranging the party" the kind director finished her gratitude from which Y/n unknowingly zoned out.

"Please, V did all of this!" She said with a sheepish smile, feeling awful to ignore her words.

"But really! we never get many people who volunteer in occasions, they either donate or sponsor but never stayed to see the progress. Kids were really happy"

"It was nothing, please don't thank us. Can I ask where is mama?" not wanting to beat around the bush, she asked about the kind figure which had shape her the girl she is today.

"Oh how did you know about her?" the new director was perplexed as it was her first time getting a question about the former director.

"Actually I lived here for some years" she confessed in a small voice.

"Oh well that explains your sweet nature. But Mama has retired for obvious reasons"

"What?" It was Y/n could never imagine the orphanage without mama. It just takes off the mother vibes.

"She was getting old and illness deteriorated her strength" she reveal with a distant look which shows her concern for the old lady.

"What illness?" Y/n was perplexed. Mama was ill. How? When did it happen? She could only remember her playing football with kids and skipping ropes even despite her old age.

"You didn't know? Well I am not surprised as she never disclosed them to not worry the kids."

"Where is she now?" she felt small asking about the whereabouts after forgetting her, biggest figure in her life.

"Wait! I'll give you her ward details" the lady didn't judge or belittle her which she was quite thankful for.

"Thank you!"

"Where were you?" V asked a dazed Y/n who was in her own world. After finishing the phone call, he saw the empty space where she was stood before. Before he could panic or throw a fit, his men informed about the beautiful lady's whereabouts.

"Nothing special" she dismissed it with a wave of hand and he instantly shut up not wanting to pry.

They didn't have any time to change the dresses. Thus, decided to do the boring work in the comfort of home. And V didn't want her to change the dress just yet as she was looking like a princess not that she is not one in real life.

"Who called?" she asked after noticing the worried expression on his face. The frown on his smooth forehead had revealed the expression not that she could see the pout behind his mask.

"Don't know! Jin just said it's an emergency" he vaguely said as he was also in the dark on that matter. He vividly recall the phone call and want to smash his head on the steering.

(Flashback)

"Hell-"

"HELP US!"

"Wh-what happened Jin?"

"V, you have to help us. We are in grave danger"

"What? Who tried to mess with us? I am calling my men and bringing Thompson M192 Machine Guns-"

"OH NO OH NO no! I mean on the second thought, I don't think the situation is THAT dangerous. We are already equipped with weapons. So don't worry. JUNGKOOK- DON'T MANHANDLE MY FRYING PAN.

"Then what's the problem?"

"Bring your ass here and see yourself, I am not your servant. NAMJOON STOP CUTTING ONIONS"

"B-but it'll temporarily blind the enemy" Namjoon weekily protested.

"Jin? What's happeni-"

...

AHH that bitch had the audacity to hang up on me.

(Present Time)

V formed his fist tighter containing his anger and not do the first thing after reaching at the mansion.

Spank Jin in front of the enemy.

The Mansion was surrounded by an strange eeriness and the guards were sweating profusely while guarding at utmost alertness.

In Y/n's peripheral vision, she saw V clenching the steering wheel tightly. He must be feeling awful as something is happening to his friends while he was away and it was because of her. So without any thought, she placed her small hands on his, which was resting on side and squeeze it gently with a sense of apologize and a way to show him that she's here with him.

Almost immediately he clash their fingers together and the warmth spread all the way to his cheeks making them rosy red. He faced her for a second to pass a reassuring smile. And she couldn't help but return it with her own.

They passed the iron gate and receive nervous glances from the guards like something bad was waiting for them in Mansion.

Upon reaching inside, they nervously glanced at each other before facing the mess.

"Hide me! Fucking hide me"

"GO AND HIDE IN THAT FUCKING CUMMODE. LIKE I CARE"

"I don't even have a life insurance, I should have listen to that shady agent"

"Hyung that was me. Do you want to discuss the terms and conditions?"

"Who's coming?" Y/n tense asked and received twelve pairs of scared eyes.

"Darla"

A/n -

Sorry I wasn't updating and can't promise to update regularly.

It's just that so much is happening around me. First i am still unemployed with no idea of what to do in future and this Covid-19 is spreading profusely. My city's on Lockdown AGAIN. And I am too much free time to waste on overthinking and get identity crisis frequently.

Bye. Love y'all

~dork