#oceansau

crime is an art, y’know? sometimes it even literally includes art. unfortunately, the stiffs up at interpol don’t always feel the same way about the delicacies involved in stealing some of the world’s most priceless items, stamping a price on them, and then getting a hefty sum for your hardwork. which is why the ocean group is at the top of their most wanted list. started by danny ocean before he passed away, it was his way of indoctrinating the next generation. kids smart enough to get what needed to be done and work well together that they were some of the youngest criminals in the world to be as successful as they are. that list they’re at the top of? their faces are nowhere on them, nor are their real names. they’ve stolen countless jewels, paintings, stacks upon stacks of cash -- they’re experts and some of them are still in college. they work well together, a little family of sorts. while there may be no honor amongst thieves usually, the oceans group is different. most of them didn’t know what family truly meant until they all met each other and are now willing to die for it. they’re smart, they’re impossibly cool, and they are based out of new york city, working in a renovated fire station, always on their next score, always together. the living definitions of loveable criminals.

fic to edit -> thirteen series for danie

Himchan blinks. “You want to rob,” he says slowly, something incredulous and excited and thrilled stretching his lips, “a Las Vegas casino?”

The other man holds up three fingers.

“Oh,” Himchan grins, just as the waitress returns, balancing two large trays heavily laden with Himchan’s orders and Yongguk’s lone coffee. [...]

Himchan attacks the smoothie first—extra whipped cream and a healthy drizzling of strawberry syrup. “You know,” he says around the straw, “we’re going to need—”

“—big team,” Yongguk agrees, “maybe around—”

“—thirteen?” Himchan approximates. Yongguk shrugs, and then nods thoughtfully. “Got anyone—”