It was rather quick that your parents seemed to have hired the boys. They didn't really question much of where they came from or why they were looking for work in your establishment. The only person they did question was you.

Why didn't you say anything? How did you meet them? How long have you known them? Do they have someone waiting for them at home? That was from your mother.

You worked with Soenghwa for the most part. Yeosang was too busy in the backroom going over inventory and the money the hotel makes during the day. He also kept tabs of the guests list and their payments. Seonghwa worked at the bar in the saloon, occasionally making food the guests ordered. However with it being Friday, the bar was packed with people laughing and destressing from the week.

"Thank you, (Y/N)." Seonghwa's fingers grazed your hand as you handed him some empty glasses that need to be washed.

"You're welcome, Seonghwa." You smiled. "Table three wants more whiskey."

"Coming right up." His dazzling grin made you blush, if only for the fact that he was a good looking man. He would make any woman flustered.

"You've been such a great help, boy!" Your father patted him on the back. "Weekends are usually packed with travelers or the townsfolk who claim we have the best drinks. You're really making us stand out!"

"You got yourself one hell of a looker!" A man at the bar praised Seonghwa. "All the women would be lining up to take a glimpse at your new hire, (F/N)!"

"Thank you." Seonghwa bashfully told him.

The room went quiet for just a moment, some of the patrons had stopped talking to look towards the entrance of the bar. Yunho and Jongho both walked in, casually making their way over to the seats open at the bar.

"Officers." The man who was complimenting Seonghwa greeted, tipping his glass.

The two men greeted the other back, moving to look over the available drinks. It was the first time they had ever gone down to the bar to sit and have a drink. You would assume it was because it was Seonghwa's first day working there. Maybe they felt a bit more at ease with someone they knew.

"Say, do you guys know how long you're going to be here?" The man continued. "All the people are wondering why officers from the big city are snooping in our area."

You paused your washing of cups, but quickly went back so as to not seem like you were eavesdropping. However, looking around the bar it seemed you weren't the only one who was interested in the conversation.

Jongho and Yunho took a moment to look at each other before moving to take the glasses that Seonghwa had put in front of them. You realized that they didn't even vocalize their preference of alcohol but no one else did. Seonghwa probably didn't even realize he had given them something to drink subconsciously.

"There have been sightings of outlaws nearby." You took a glance at Seonghwa. "We've been sent to investigate."

Yunho answered the man. "With that being said, should you come across any wanted man. Please be sure to tell us. We have orders from the higher ups to catch them ourselves." He turned to the rest of the bar, calling out to those who were watching him.

"What if we want the reward!?" Someone slurred from the crowd.

"You can have a try but just know you will be considered a criminal as well for obstructing the law." Jongho shrugged, looking over the area.

No one dared to make another statement after that. However there was a lot of talk about the outlaws. People would whisper about how they needed to buy more ammunition for their weapons just in case these outlaws were to come into town. How they needed to keep their wives and daughters from going out so late in the night to prevent something terrible.

As the night progressed, the bar slowly grew to be less packed. However you would conclude that it was rather late at night when the bar dwindled down to cleaning up. The men were sure worried about their wives and daughters but they didn't seem to mind if they left drunk at 3 in the morning. You would work around the two men who had passed out on their tables, knowing that your father would be the one to deal with them in the end.

Yeosang had come in earlier in the night to tell Seonghwa that he was leaving. You wanted to question where it was they were staying but you knew better. Curiosity kills the cat, you know the saying. In your case, you knew it would most definitely kill you.

The only people left in the bar, aside from the two men passed out drunk, were Seonghwa, Jongho, Yunho and you. Your father had gone to take the empty bottles out back, leaving you alone with the three men.

"You keep staring at the piano." You told Seonghwa as you placed the last of the glasses where they went. "Do you play?"

"Not since I was a teen. It's been a while." The man told you.

You moved things to the side, looking over at Seonghwa for a moment. "Could you play something?" You asked him, giving him a small smile. "I'd like to hear."

You heard a snort come from Yunho and when you glanced at the two officers, you could see the large grins they were sporting. They looked at Seonghwa expectantly, just the tad bit tipsy from nursing their drinks for so long.

"Sure." Seonghwa moved around the bar, making his way to the upright piano.

You and the boys moved to stand behind the man, watching as he seemed to look over the keys for a moment before touching the instrument. You had been so used to listening to your grandfather play such uptempo songs that it felt like something had been lifted off your shoulders the moment Seonghwa started playing.

It was some classical song, one that didn't fit the theme of the bar. It soothed others to sleep and brought a light headed feeling. It made you smile, taking a seat to listen more carefully to the man playing. You felt the song wasn't long enough when Seonghwa played the last of the notes.

"It's been a while since I've heard you play." Yunho told his friend.

"It's been a while since we've heard any kind of music." Jongho explained, taking the last sip of the beer he was holding.

"Wish the others were here." Seonghwa smiled sadly.

It had been a while since you had seen the others all together, but it seemed to you like they were starting to let their guards down. At least, enough to relax and enjoy where they are. Yunho and Jongho didn't seem to be as stiff as when they came in. The example of them coming down to the bar for the first time came to mind. While Yeosang and Seonghwa were already the calm two of the group, they too looked like they weren't struggling as much as when you met them a week ago.

"Do you all enjoy music?" You asked, scooting in closer to the piano.

"It's what brought us together." Soenghwa answered. "Captain was the one who started everything."

"We weren't always a group of criminals." Seonghwa sighed, fingers drifting over the keys.

Your eyes drifted over the three, watching as Yunho and Jongho seemed to be laughing to themselves, the alcohol getting to them. Well to Yunho because it seemed as though Jongho had a great handle on himself. If you didn't know about their occupation you would assume they were like all the other men your age who came and went through the hotel.

They looked like they were stress free as though they weren't going around causing trouble for a lot of people. You didn't know their stories, but hearing from Seonghwa that they weren't who everyone claimed to be, you wanted to know all about them.

"I couldn't imagine." You calmly told him.

"Us not being criminals?" Yunho called out.

"Being criminals. None of you look like you want to be." You confessed.

"Because we aren't. Not when we help the less fortunate." Jongho crossed his arms, leaning back in the chair.

Your mind began to wander around his words. You remembered the story about the robbery that took place in the town over with Harthorne. Everyone knew he wasn't the kindest of people and was really stingy with his money. He hoarded it, not daring to spend more than he needed to. Everyone knew he was a spoiled man who didn't lift a finger to help those who needed it.

You figured it was them who had taken the money from Harthorne. The men at the bar didn't tell you more about what the gang did with the money but if they claim to not be criminals you wouldn't be off put to know where it must have gone. There was a story about a man who knew how to use a bow and arrow. He would take from the rich and give to the poor. You wondered if they had read it as well.

"You take from the rich-"

"And give to the poor." Seonghwa ended.

"That changes things, doesn't it?" You grinned.

"You scared?" Seonghwa teased.

He gave you a grin, which made you flush again. Yunho had leaned closer to you while Jongho waited for you to speak. There was a time when you would glare back at men who made you so flustered. You would often retort with something stupid that would cause them offense for how unladylike you spoke. However you weren't there to make them like you. They weren't people you needed to impress.

"Of the Park Seonghwa?" You chuckled. "Not anymore. Not after that beautiful display you just put on."

"You should hear Yeosang play the violin. He is a master." Seonghwa praised his friend.

They cared deeply for each other, that much was noticeable. Maybe looking at them from afar they did look like hoodlums who would shiv you because you looked at them wrong. Or in most of their cases would seduce you into their beds and leave you the next day.

But within themselves they held each other in high regards. You saw it in the way they spoke about their captain. How they cared about each other when two of them were injured. You knew they were all they had, with being in a gang. Not many people would open their arms for them. They were a family. And it brought a smile to your face to know they weren't the criminals people claimed they were.

You smiled brightly. "I'll hold him to that."