i know that if you hide (it doesn't go away)

The first rule of a successful heist was simple. Nobody should like each other too much.  Trust was important, as was loyalty. Competence was a must, but affection? That shit got people killed.

That was Eli’s opinion anyway. 

"Absolutely not."

Jack didn't even look up from the blueprint spread across the table. "What’s wrong with you now?"

"I'm putting it in writing." Eli pointed across the room. "The two of them are a liability."

Across the warehouse, he didn't bother looking up from the safe mechanism sitting in pieces across his lap. Springs, gears and steel components littered the floor around him. 

Beside him, Jimin lounged across the couch like a cat. One leg hung over the armrest, coffee balanced in one hand. 

"It is seven in the morning," Eli continued. "Nobody should be this close to another human being at seven in the morning." 

"You know, Eli," he said eventually, still focused on the lock in front of him, "jealousy is an ugly colour on you." 

Eli looked personally offended. "You've been dating for three years."

"Your point is?"

"Why are you always touching each other?"

He glanced down, Jimin's bare foot was resting against his thigh. "Oh."

He nudged it away. Immediately she put it back. Eli made a noise of disgust. Across the table, Ravi snorted.

"See?" Eli pointed. "That's exactly what I'm talking about."

"What?"

"It’s all the time," Eli said. "I just don’t understand it. I'll look over and one of you is always attached to the other one somehow." 

"Attached?" Jack asked.

"Like sea creatures."

"I’m not sure that you’re making any sense right now, Eli."

"You know exactly what I mean."

Jimin lowered her coffee. "We're literally sitting on opposite ends of the couch."

"Your foot is touching him."

"And?"

"It’s weird, normal people don't maintain physical contact twenty-four hours a day." 

Jimin glanced at her boyfriend. "He's got a point." She immediately removed her foot.

Eli opened his mouth to celebrate.

Then she leaned sideways and dropped her head directly onto his shoulder. The action nearly made Ravi choke. Jack lowered the blueprint slowly as Eli stared.

"What the fuck was that?" 

"You said the foot was weird."

"So this was the best solution you could come up with?"

Jimin looked genuinely confused. "Would you prefer the foot?"

"Absolutely not."

She nodded thoughtfully, placing her foot back against his thigh anyway.

Eli pinched the bridge of his nose. "One day," he said, sounding exhausted, "one day we're going to be in the middle of a job and one of you is going to get someone killed because the other one's in danger. And this time you won’t be as lucky as last time."

"That sounds highly unlikely," said Jimin. 

"You’re so annoying, you know I’m right. Just last month he took a punch for you." 

"He was standing in front of me, I didn’t ask him to."

"He jumped in front of you."

"Technically."

"That's literally the same thing."

Across the room, her boyfriend finally looked up from the safe. "You got stabbed for me in Prague."

The warehouse immediately went quiet. Eli, Jack and Ravi all froze. Jimin took a sip of coffee. "That was completely different."

"No, it wasn't."

"That guy had a knife."

"You had a gun."

"He caught me by surprise, I forgot about the gun."

Eli slowly lowered himself into a chair. "You know what's concerning?"

Nobody answered.

"The fact that neither of you ever feel the need to tell us these things."