The man in the black suit glanced up nervously, tapping his foot every second. He was in charge of an important and confidential delivery that basically determined his lifeline.

If he screwed it up, he would be fired immediately.

He was waiting for a man who was supposedly slim in figure, wearing black boots, and dressed in a trenchcoat. 

Across the distance, he saw a tall man with pink hair walking slowly in his direction. The man was wearing a long coal-colored trench coat, which was concealing half of his face. He was holding a suitcase of the same color.

As the pink haired person approached him, the man in the black suit regarded the other in suspiscion. "Are you sure you're the person?"

"Yes, I'm Kim Kibum."

"There was no description of pink hair in your profile."

"It's simply a distraction," Kibum replied smoothly. "No one would suspect a man in pink hair to be in an obvious confidential agreement."

"Why so?"

"Because," The man in black could have sworn he saw a smirk. "Only those who are stupid dye their hair a bright color when trying to accomplish a secret mission." 

"Doesn't that mean you're stupid?"

"Hm, quite the opposite, actually," The taller pursed his lips. "It's a matter of psychological reasoning. They won't suspect me, to be fairly honest. Like I said, only stupid people would dye their hair in accomplishing a mission, and most people believe criminals to be fairly intelligent- not that we are doing any criminal activity at the moment- so they're out of the list, you hear?"

"Alright then," the man in black responded dubiously. "But still, I need your identity card."

"Good enough?" He flicked out a fancy membership card that belonged to the agents of the NIS. "Agent No. 3412, Code Name KKT00S."

"I guess all is well," The man in black gave him a quite normal-looking envelope. "Be careful not to lose it. Oh, and the director requested for a meeting."

"Noted," The taller's lips twisted into a smile, giving the man his suitcase. "Until next time, then." He walked off.

The man in black opened the suitcase slightly, and found stacks of korean dollars. He sighed in relief. Guess I'm not getting fired. 

He stared at Kibum and chuckled. Who has pink hair these days anyway? Pink hair and a trench coat...

Then he remembered something, and looked inside the profile description file. 

Slim figure. 

Trench coat.

Black boots.

He looked at Kibum once more. Although he was very far away, he could make out what his shoes were.

Sneakers.

"Hey you!!" The man in black yelled. He ran towards the direction 'Kibum' had disappeared to, and in the process, the loosely held suitcase flung open, causing hundreds of korean dollar bills to be flying in the air. " it!"

Frantic, he shoved the money into the bag carelessly, and his eyes landed on a piece of paper that did not seem like a dollar bill.

What kind of stupid are you to believe in pink hair?

- Yours truly, Oh Sehun.

Choi Jinri (22)

"This whole case has my reputation on the line. And you, are going to help me."

Oh Sehun (22)

"Scamming isn't a crime. It's an art."

Byun Baekhyun (22)

"Let's just say I am the technical genius in this whole party."

Son Naeun (22)

"I can't possibly see myself other than next to Sehun."

A/N:

^{needed something for my sesul feels. They deserve to be shipped. \o/
inspired by the great movie catch me if you can itself.} 

Genres: AU, comedy, romance, drama, action, etc.
Warnings: grammar issues, some suggestive themes and topics.