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erensmommy · 3 years

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Pinky

Summary⛧ eren a underground mafia leader visits a strip club with his friends.

Contains ⛧ 18+, nsfw, oral sex, (male and female receiving), riding, mentions of spit, gagging, face fucking, spanking, car sex, modern au

2.k+ words

⛧ x fem!reader

⛧ mafia eren

A/n⛧ this is my first post so I hope you all enjoy and feel free to leave request.

Saturday night’s was when the club you worked at got the most customers; it was called the Pinky. You’ve worked there for almost two years now, first starting when you were a sophomore in college. Of course, you needed the money to pay for your tuition fast and debt free as your college days were ending and you were soon to be graduating.

You landed this job with a friend that you met in college. Her name was Jenny. You didn’t think you would qualify for the job, but somehow Jenny worked her way around the requirements and here you are almost two years later.

The club was lit up with different colored LED lights, mainly pink obviously.

"Hey I need you at table ten in about five minutes" Rick, your manager, spoke to you through the mirror with a clipboard in his hands.

You nodded and adjusted your outfit so you wouldn’t be uncomfortable all night. It was packed and you knew it by the sound of the crowd outside the dressing room door. You could see the strobe of the lights peeking from under the door as people passed by.

Ruffling your hair in the mirror, you checked yourself once more and made your way out of the dressing room. Heels clicking on the floor as you surf through the crowd of people and make your way to the bar and pick up your notepad and pen.

"Yo _____ did Rick tell you about table ten?" Jenny yelled over the music while sitting at the bar. She was on one of her many breaks of the night.

She rarely did anything but somehow still managed to make money.

"Not really, he just told me he needed me there in ten minutes" You looked at your phone before shoving it back in your pocket "well now two".

Jenny laughed a little before putting her drink down. "You see those group of guys in the booth over there"

You looked over at the booth and saw four men seated in all black from head to toe. They all had some type of expensive jewelry on, as you could tell from the watches, rings and chains they had, including some of them having piercings.

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Well, I heard that they are part of the biggest underground mafia in the city. Apparently they come here often and tip big. That's why Rick is always quick to get someone to their booth." Jenny reached over the bar and poured another drink.

You studied them more as she spoke about them. The one on the far right sported a mullet, with a slight scruff forming around his face. Next to him, the blond had somewhat of a bowl cut that surprisingly went well with his undercut. You could see his piercing blue eyes from where you were standing. The third person was a brunette with his hair in a low messy bun, with a few pieces falling around his face here and there. To you, he was the most attractive. The way he sat with his legs spread, not even bothering to care about the men seated around him, showed that he carried himself highly. And lastly, the one at the end had a buzz cut, his hair kind of shady gray. You don't know how he pulled it off, but somehow he did.

"The one with the mullet is kind of cute don't you think?" Jenny spoke, snapping you out of your trance.

"Eh I'm leaning towards the one with the bun" You placed your hand on your hip before looking at the clock above the shot glasses. "Shit" You hissed, turning back to Jenny, "I gotta go. I'll catch up with you later tonight?"

Jenny dragged, obviously a little tipsy, "Yeah girl, go make that money."

Laughing, you walked away and, to your utter surprise, the table Rick had assigned you to wait at was in fact the so-called mafia gang Jenny was babbling about.

"Good evening gentleman, can I get a few drinks started for you?" Taking out your notepad and pen, you looked at the men scanning them as they all stopped talking.

The brunette with the man bun stared at you harshly with his green orbs before he spoke, his voice taking you back a bit.��

"Yeah, I'll take you and a round of vodka shots for me and my boys," the brunette smirked, looking around at his friends as they all let out small laughs.

"Okay, vodka shots and some manners coming right up," you scribbled on your notepad as you returned your gaze to the brunette.

By now, his friends were astonished at your response and found themselves bursting into laughter as if it was the funniest thing on the planet.

"Damn Eren, she really got you didn’t she" The one with the buzz cut said, slapping his hand on the brunette's shoulder.

"I'm not gonna lie Eren, she's got sass. "The one with the brown mullet said, leaning back into the booth more.

"Shut it horse face you too baldie," Eren said sternly, and the two men immediately straightened up.

"Tch" you said before walking away to retrieve their shots.

Eren watched you walk back as your hips moved with ease and your thighs rubbed together against the skimpy uniform shorts you wore. He could feel himself tighten up in his lower region.

"Alright, a round of vodka shots will that be all for now?" As you leaned down to place the tray of shots on the table, your deep cleavage was visible as you leaned back up.

"Actually, I would like a dance" Eren spoke up, looking at you.

"Sure, I'll go get someone for you. Just give me a sec" Before you could walk away, Eren spoke again.

He leaned up from the booth, resting his elbows on the table with both of his fists under his chin.

"No from you" he said, looking you in the eyes.

"Sorry pretty boy, I'm just the waiter" you said, picking up the tray of now empty shots.

"I'll pay you name your price," Eren said before you walked away.

He just doesn't stop does he?

"I don’t need your money" You turned your heels to make your way back to the bar.

"Ten grand take it or leave it"

You swear your heart stopped beating for another ten grand? That was more than you made here at night. That was more money than you made in a week, and you could really use it. You stood there deep in thought before making your decision.

"Fine, but it can't be here. I could get fired"

Eren smirked widely "That’s fine with me baby. My car is just out back when your shift is over. Meet me out there yeah?" He leaned back and continued a conversation with his friends who couldn't believe what had just happened.

You waited tables and helped the bartender all night. Sometimes you would catch a glance of Eren staring at you with a hard gaze as you chatted up with people in the crowd which was made up of manly men.

Eren had seen you talking to another group of guys laughing at something the raven haired man had said. For some odd reason, it made his blood boil like tea in a kettle. He was watching you the whole night and you knew it. Just by your body language, he could tell that you knew his eyes were on you every step you took.

"Dude, you gotta stop staring at her like that it’s becoming creepy" The one with the buzz cut spoke.

"Connie I'm not being creepy, I'm just observing"

"Jean tell Eren he’s being weird," Connie said, rolling her eyes.

"Is he being weird or creepy? "Pick one, Connie," the blond said, picking up a shot glass.

"Oh shut it Armin" Connie said harshly, leaning back into the booth.

"Well, he is being kind of weird but-" The one with the mullet spoke after downing what was his sixth shot.

"Thank you! Jean "Connie exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air.

"I wasn't finished Connie" Jean said, looking at him. "What I was going to say before I was so rudely interrupted was that it seems like Eren here has the hots for her already"

By 2am you were in the backseat of Eren's car with his cock shoved down your throat. You didn’t know how a lap dance could turn into this, but it did.

"Fuck yes just like that" Eren kept his hand on your head tangled in your hair as you bobbed your head up against his length.

Eren was bigger than most guys you had been with, but you weren't complaining as he shoved himself down your throat more and more with the push of his hips, lifting him lightly off the seat. You pushed your head as far as you could take him, your nose meeting the top of his stomach. He was seriously toned and had strong abs along his stomach. You gagged around him slightly as spit formed around your mouth and dripped down his shaft to his thighs.

"You're taking me so well baby yes" Eren praised you as his eyes stayed on yours.

Looking up at him, you could see that the bun he had on his head was falling out as sweat formed around the baby hair on his forehead. He looked so good above you like that as he smirked, catching you in a starry gaze with his dick in your mouth.

He pulled you from his length, a trail of spit connecting you to his head.

"Lay down" Eren ushered

Eren was already removing your skimpy shorts as you lay in the back seat.

"Watching you walk around all night in these made me want to ruin you even more," he said as he stroked your thighs.

"Yeah?" you inquired.

"Yeah" His voice was raspy as he grinned at you.

"Do it" you said eagerly.

"Be careful what you wish for princess"

Eren toyed with the hem of your panties, staring down at your aroused cunt, seeing it clench at nothing. He took his thumb and ran it over the material circling around your clit as you squirmed for more.

"Fuck"

"Use your words baby, tell me what you want," Eren said as he continued his actions.

"Please" You squeaked

"Please what"

"Please fuck me" You pleaded with your eyes wide.

"Don’t worry, I planned on it"

Eren pulled your panties off as the hot air of the car hit your cunt. Bending his head down, he placed a soft kiss on your bud, trailing it down to your hole. Licking from the entrance to the top, he gripped your thighs in his hands, working his tongue at a fast pace, taking some time out to even suck on your clit.

You were a moaning mess, your head pressed against the backseat window of his Mercedes. The windows were fogged up all over and there was a strong odor of sex in the air, but that didn't bother you. You could care less about getting caught by the club security guard. The thought of getting caught made you want to continue even more.

Eren let go of your right thigh and reached for your soaking cunt, which was mixed with your slick and the spit from his mouth in one. Trailing his two fingers around your hole, he collected your juices before bringing them to your lips.

"Open" He spoke slowly.

You opened your mouth, allowing him to push his fingers inside, swirling your tongue around the tips before going all the way down to his knuckles. You could taste the sweetness of your cunt on the tips of his fingers.

He watched you with lazy eyes and a smirk, grunting "fuck you look so hot right now".

Eren pulled his finger out of your mouth, trailing them back down to your pussy before entering the two digits. His fingers began to move at a steady pace before you urged him on with your moans. As you grabbed the handle bar above the window to keep yourself from collapsing, his fingers hit the perfect spot.

He was so good with his fingers, the way he would move them against your walls. You couldn’t wait to feel the rest of him inside you.

"Eren I'm gonna-" You let out a panted breath as he latched his mouth to your clit once again, flicking his tongue as his fingers continued their work.

"Hold it," Eren said before pushing his fingers knuckle deep inside of you, hitting your g-spot every time.

Your legs shook as he held your left thigh in his hand and your right thigh over his shoulder, preventing you from closing your legs. Placing a hand on top of his head, pushing his hair from his face. He looked like a Greek god from below, those green irises glistening in the moon light that peaked through the fog of the window. You could hear the music from the club still going on and people walking through the parking lot.

"Fuck Eren, I'm gonna cum right there" Your hands gripped his hair tightly as he let out a groan.

"Your gonna cum all right, all over my dick now come here" Eren separated himself from your pussy by grabbing you by the hips and squeezing you into his lap.

Hands went behind his head to grip the back of the seat. Eren teased the tip of his cock against your slick folds, getting it wet with your arousal before pushing the tip in bit by bit. You shuttered above him, eagerly waiting for him to enter you fully.

"Stop teasing" you said, looking him in his eyes.

"You sure you can take it?"

He grinned as you nodded your head, quickly placing his hands on your hips, he slammed your hips down. Letting out a wincing moan at how big he was inside of you, his tip kissing your cervix. Eren started guiding your hips in a back and forth movement after letting you adjust to his size. He was long and thick, splitting your walls perfectly.

You moved your hips at a steady pace while leaning your face in the crook of his neck, kissing him softly and nipping at the skin. You wanted him to remember how he ruined you in the back of his car for the next week. You wanted him to constantly think about how he fucked you into oblivion.

"Good girl, you're taking me so well, darling," Eren grunted, lowering his hands to your groin and gripping the flesh with both hands. He gave it a few slaps as he started to go faster with each one. They left his large hand to bring in red markings.

Of course, he had fucked many girls before, but you were his favorite by far. Your attitude made him want to have you even more. He wanted to teach you a lesson.

Eren stopped your hips and lifted you up slightly.

"Let me do some work," he said before ramming his hip into you at a fast pace.

Your mouth hung open and jaw slack as he fucked you into next year. Eyes rolling into the back of your head and tears forming at the ends of your eyes.

"Shit shit shit right there don’t stop" Your hand reached up to grab your breasts, which were still hidden beneath your bra.

You detached your hands from around the seat and around your back to take off your bra as he fucked you into the roof of the car your head almost hitting the ceiling. Eren took your naked breast into his mouth while looking up at you as if he was innocent. Eyelashes fanning against the skin as his hips continued to meet your ass.

"Yeah right there you like that don’t you?" "Use your words, baby," Eren grunted, jutting his pelvis into yours.

"I do, oh my god." Your hands wrapped around the base of his nape, holding onto it.

Eren grabbed your neck making you look him in the eyes as he fucked you. Brining you down as your lips connected with each other’s molding perfectly. His tongue entered your mouth as your moans muffled.

His moans became staggered signaling that he was close to his own release.

A few strokes later, you felt the bubbly feeling in your stomach reappear again and your legs began to shake more than they already were. By now tears had streamed down your face and your mascara running. Eren smirked as he watched you cry, giddy with delight at seeing you gasp for him every time he jutted his length into your walls.

"I'm cumming" You spoke as your orgasm ripped through you like a blade.

Legs shaking as Eren continued to fuck into you, pulling out at the last minute to release himself over your stomach.

You rested your head on his shoulder and it was silent as you both tried to catch your breath. Rolling to the seat next to him, you sat sweaty and sticky with arousal. Looking to the side, Eren was doing the same but staring at you out the corner of his eye with a grin before speaking.

"So you want ten grand or are you gonna let me take you on a date?"

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darkfairy-tales · 4 years

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Insanity - Chapter 1

Description: She was an angel who came across the devil himself and her existence drove him insane.

Pairing: Sangyeon x Reader

Genre: Mafia au

Warning: Mentions of blood. Swearing.

"Shouldn't have stayed long! Shouldn't have helped Minsu. Should have gone home earlier. God why is it so dark." You ranted to yourself as you closed down the cafe and looked up at the sky. The moon was mostly covered by some cloud and only few little stars were there. You sighed. The lack of moonlight and the lack of proper lightning on the streets made everything so creepy. On top of that it was really late for you. You were jalf glad that you didn't stayed with your parents. Oh they would have given you a whole speech on how dangerous it is if you ever got back home to them late at night. The cafe you worked at was owned by Minsu's family. She was your bestfriend. She was usually the one who closed down the shop at the end of the day which was usually at around 10:30pm. For her it was nothing as her house was just a block away. But your house was a little far. She had a date tonight and had literally begged you to close down for her for the night. You had agreed even though you were a little hesitant. You weren't a fan of staying out till late. Putting the keys inside your bag and your phone in your hand you started walking down the streets. Your breath hitching everytime you heard some sort of noise. You completely stilled in front of an narrow alleyway which was dark when you heard a hush voice. "Fuck fuck fuck." You heard someone curse with a groan in a hush voice. You gulped willing yourself to not look at the dark. You walked forwards gripping your phone.

'What if it is someone who needs my help? What if someone is in dire need of help and if I just walk away they might get hurt and fuck it would be my fault.' You thought to yourself. "Oh screw this!" You groaned stomping your foot on the concrete. You turned back and walked inside the dark alley turning the torch of your phone on using it as the source of light to guide you. "H-Hello! Is anyone here?" You called out shivering. You looked at each side to see who it was. You almost stopped breathing when your eyes fell on a guy. He was... handsome. Sharp features. And you would have commented on it if it weren't for the fact that the guy was literally a stranger, in a dark alley with you and had what seemed like a gun shot wound with blood dripping out. You squeaked. 'Gunshot wound!' you screamed internally. The guy had also looked up at you. He looked surprised and alarmed. "Who the fuck are you?" The guy literally snarled. You stepped back a little. You turned around planning to run away but stopped. "Fuck I can't leave you here." You mumbled. You walked up towards the guy. "Mr. uh sh-should I call an ambulance. Oh my god shit you are... you are loosing too much blood." You rambled. "Don't fucking dare call an ambulance. I can't go to hospital or shit." He growled. "What do I do then! You can't die." You hissed. He looks at you oddly. "Why do you care?" He asked narrowing his eyes at you. "I can't.. I can't just leave someone bleeding out here like this! I am not cruel enough to do that. And if you died here I will be guilty till the day I die." You deadpanned.

"You need medical help. You are l-loosing too much blood Mr." You said. "I said I can't go to hospital." He hissed. You sighed as you took off your bag, opening it. Your pulled out your scarf. 'I am sorry dear beautiful scarf.' "Put your hands away." You said. "What are you trying to do?" He asked not moving his hands at all. "Help. So that you don't die." You said as you pulled his hands away from the wound. You used your scarf to press against the wound. Looking down at the wound seriously. "I am Y/N." You said shortly. You weren't sure why you felt the need to introduce yourself but you did. "Sangyeon. I guess you at least deserve to know my name." He says cockily making you click your tongue. "Press it against the wound. Don't let yourself bleed out too much." You said and he followed your instruction. "Is there anyone you can call? Like anyone who can help you." You asked as you stood in front of him. He smirks looking right into your eyes. "Pretty girls like you shouldn't run after me." He says in a low voice. He couldn't believe how stubborn you were. He sat leaning against the dirty wall of the alley, a gunshot wound on his side.

If it was someone else they would have ran away or called police. But you. You were different. You didn't even knew him yet you were so willing to help him. Sangyeon wasn't so sure if you were too kind for your own good or just plain stupid. You were just like an innocent angel while he was a devil. You weren't supposed to be here. And totally not supposed to try help him. "Give me your phone." He says. You were hesitant but still handed it to him. You saw him dial a number and tap 'call' button. "Sunwoo. Listen. Come to where I am. Yes I am fine! Well as fine as a person who has been shot is." Sangyeon grumbled. He pauses as he listens closesly whatever the other man was saying. He looked up at you making you look away feeling a little shy. "Come fast. I don't know if they are still after me." He says pulling away the phone and ending the call. "You realize you didn't tell the guy where you are." You sassed. "They can track me. Don't worry your pretty little head." He says chuckling. "Are you... really fine?" You asked a bit concerned noticing how he seem to have gotten a bit pale. "I will be fine sweetheart. But I think you should run away at the moment. My men are coming and I don't think they would really appreciate your presence." Sangyeon says.

You bit your lips feeling hesitant but also dying to go home. There were blood on your hand and you were desperate to wash it away. "Okay fine I will... I will go. Give me my phone." You says putting your hands out. "I can't. I have to keep it with myself. My men are going to be tracking your phone to find me so I need it. I will give it back to you soon." He says. You look at him eith your mouths open. "B-but my phone-" You stuttered but stopped. "No can do sweet heart. Now now run. You should go fast." He says with a smirk. You weren't sure if your heart was beating so fast because you were scared or because of the fact that this sangyeon guy, whatever he was, was so so charming and not to forget beautiful. "Take care." It's the last words you say as you gripped your bag, turning around and walking out of the alley. You literally ran towards your house. Shortly after a while you reached there. You huffed as you tried to take deep breathes in feeling the lack of oxygen with how fast you ran and how choked up you felt. You unlocked the door, your hands shaking while doing so. You carefully walked inside the house and into your room. You went to the bathroom directly. "W-why the hell this doesn't go away fast!" You whisper yelled as you rinsed your hands under the water wiping the blood away. After rinsing away all the blood carefully you washed your face and changed into your PJs, flopping down on the bed immediately. Too tired. You mind was a mess. Your heart was still beating fast. That night you dreamed of guns, blood and a certain guy names Sangyeon.

[Next Day]

The next day you woke up early and got ready to to the cafe to open it as the key was with you. Minsu comes to the cafe a few minutes after you had opened up the cafe and were setting up some things. "Y/N!!! I had such an amazing night! Younghoon is such a damn nice guy! He asked for a second date and I agreed. And what the hell! Why did you pick up my calls! I kept calling you last night. Because I wanted to thank you again and also make sure you were okay." Minsu rambles. You gulp. "U-Uh I lost my phone yesterday on my way back to home. Tried to find but I couldn't. Maybe someone took it." You lied. Minsu gasped. "You need to get a new one then! I mean without phone how can we even keep in touch with each other." She says. You chuckled at her. "Yes yes I will. For now let's finish setting up everything. Customers are going to start coming in." You said as you walked at the back to prepare a drink for you and Minsu.

'I hope he is fine.' You found yourself thinking about Sangyeon while making the drink. "Aish why am I even thinking about him?" You asked yourself. "Him? Who is this 'him' huh? A boyfriend perhaps?" Minsu says smiling sheepishly as she approached you. You alnost choked on air at her words. "No one! I was talking about... about my idols! Kai hurt his foot again and I am worried and I keep thinking about him!" You blurted out an excuse. Before Minsu could ask more there was a sound of bells jingling as a customer entered and you were thankful as it stopped Minsu from asking something more. She walks out to greet the customer, leaving you again. You just couldn't tell Minsu about the guy from last night. She will freak out and might end up calling police for all you knew. You sighed to yourself looking outside to see another customer walk in. "It's gonna be a long day~" You mumbled to yourself as you went out to take orders. Hopefully you wouldn't be worrying and thinking about the Sangyeon guy the whole day.

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harryhooksgazebos267 · 4 years

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Broken Trust~ Part 12

A/N: Oh my god look who’s back lol....let it be known I wrote this at 4 am and I’m so tired so sorry for an errors lol. Paring: Bang Chan x reader; Mark Tuan x reader(arranged marriage)

Genre: Mafia au, angst, little bit of everything honestly

Warnings: Cursing, mafia life shizzle...this part gets a little steamy but there isn’t any smut cause I’m a child of god 😌

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“Please tell me you’re messing with us,” Jisoo said with a look of disgust on her face.

“Truth hurts sometimes,” you said with a shrug as you pushed Jennie a little so you had room to sit down.

“Don’t touch me you heathen,” Jennie hisses out, mirroring Jisoo’s disgusted face.

“You idiot what were you thinking? How do you think Chan is gonna react when he finds out?” Jisoo scolded.

“You cannot tell him!” You said as your eyes grew wide.

“Why can’t you tell him? It’s not like he has any right to feel any type of way,” Seulgi said with a shrug.

“But still, Marks our enemy,” Jennie said with an eye roll.

“I don’t see how we came to that conclusion,” Irene stated with an icy glare.

“What do you mean “how we came to that conclusion”?? Stray Kids told us-“ Jisoo started only to be cut off.

“Exactly! You got your information from Stray Kids! The eight assholes who faked their own deaths and are trying to bring down the JYP empire. How stupid are you to actually believe a word they say! And you y/n, I can’t believe you kissed him. Since when are the two of you close enough where kissing is apart of your relationship,” she rants, her face growing red in anger.

You start thinking back to what Chan had told you in the club. About Irene being in love with Mark. You didn’t want to believe him but it lowkey made sense.

“Irene why are you so quick to blindly follow JYP? You aren’t even apart of their mafia,” Jisoo questioned as she shook her head.

“It’s because she’s in love with him,” you state with a sigh.

“She’s in love with Mr. Jinyoung? Nasty,” Seulgi said as she shuttered at the thought.

“What? No sorry I meant Mark.”

“I’m not in love with Mark. And even if I was it’s none of your business y/n.”

“It’s none of my business? Are you serious right now?”

“Wait Irene do you actually love him? Is that why you don’t believe Stray Kids?” Jennie questioned.

“I am not in love with Mark! I just think he’s more trust worthy then those lying scum bags who are trying to ruin everything that we’ve built!”

“Lying scum bags? Irene stop being delusional! They aren’t the ones who are lying and you know it. They aren’t threatening SM at all so how are they ruining anything that we’ve built?”

You couldn’t believe the words coming out of her mouth.

“I’m not having this conversation, I have more important matters to attend to. Jennie, Jisoo, it was good seeing you. I wish I could say the same for you y/n.”

And with that, Irene was gone with a conflicted Seulgi trailing after her.

“We gotta leave and we gotta leave now,” you say as you begin packing some belongings.

“What why?” Jennie asked as she observed you as you frantically shoved shit in your bag.

“Because Irene is so snitching to Mark and I ain’t trying to die. I’m too young and hot for that.”

“Fair point, are you gonna go back go to the stray kids base?” Jennie asked as she stood up, stretching her limbs.

“Yeah, but if anyone asks we’re having a sleepover. I think it’s time we take plan awaken to the next step. I’m starting to feel anxious, too many people know about the plan and it’s just a matter of time before the full truth comes to light. JB is already suspicious and Mark is having doubts. I lied to him earlier but I’m not sure how much longer he’ll believe me.”

After quickly packing your things, Jisoo, Jennie, and you quickly make your way downstairs only to be stopped by Jaebum.

“Going somewhere?” He questioned with an eye brow raised as he took a bite out of the red apple he was eating.

“Yeah I’m gonna go over to the girls for a little,” you state.

“For how long?”

“Ummm I don’t know, a day or two. Maybe longer, I haven’t really been able to have a lot of girl time with them,” you lie with a little laugh.

“Does Mark know?”

“Does he need to know?”

“I don’t know, you tell me.”

“Do you ever stop with the questions,” Jisoo sassed.

“Well I just want to make sure our little y/n here is safe,” he said with a fake smile.

“She will be now if you’ll excuse us,” Jennie said while pushing you out the door, throwing JB a glare.

Once in the KIA, you give Chan a call. He answers almost immediately.

“Is something wrong? Are you hurt?”

“I’m okay but I’m on my way over. I think it’s time we move forward with the plan. I think you were right about Irene having feelings for Mark and I’m worried she might tell him.”

“What made you think that? Did something happen.”

“Ummm well.....”

You lowkey began to panic, not knowing if you should tell Chan about the kiss.

“Y/n?”

“Hum yeah?”

“Babygirl what happened? You have me a little worried.”

“Listen we’ll talk when I get there okay?”

“Okay. Be careful, I’ll inform the boys you’re on your way.”

“Okay, see you soon.”

And with that, the call was over. It didn’t take too long for you to get to their base. Or maybe you were so wrapped up in your thoughts that the drive seemed short. Once you arrived, you quickly entered their mansion and were bombarded with questions for the 8 man children that stood in front of you.

“Will you all calm down,” you laughed out at you shooed them all away.

“Okay okay but tell us what’s going on,” Jisung urged as he looked at you with wide eyes.

With slight hesitation, you glance at Jennie and Jisoo who both gave you a nod and a slight smile. Encouraging you to continue.

With a sigh you explain the entire cafe situation and how Mark told you his suspicions. You continued on with how he drove you to the secluded place and how you told him some truth and some lies. You paused slightly as you thought about the kiss.

“What is it? What happened next?” Felix questioned as he leaned forward.

“Well....ummm the thing is....he might have maybe idk ᵏⁱˢˢᵉᵈ ᵐᵉ but I can’t be too sure.”

The room fell silent.

“I’m sorry but he might have kissed you but you can’t be too sure? Are you fucking kidding me?” Chan scoffed as his face twisted in anger.

“That’s disgusting y/n,” Minho stated while looking appalled.

There are more answers of agreement but you rolled your eyes and continued.

“Anyway, when I came home and told Irene, Seulgi, Jisoo, and Jennie, Irene got really pissed and basically said that we were dumb for trusting you. She seemed more worried about Mark and JYP then she was about any of us.”

“Oh she’s so gonna snitch,” Hyunjin commented with a shake of his head.

“Also, as we were leaving Jaebum kept asking us a lot of questions,” Jisoo pipped in.

“Fucking Jaebum all up in our business,” Changbin stated with an eye roll.

“Well it’s a good thing you came here y/n. As for now, we won’t do anything. We can talk more about it tomorrow. There’s a lot I need to think about before we move forward,” Chan said as he clenched his fist, looking pissed off.

“Hey are you guys gonna stay too?” Seungmin asked as he looked at Jisoo and Jennie.

“We’ll probably stay for a bit but not for the entire night,” Jennie said.

Soon the room broke off into a bunch of little conversations. You currently were talking to Seungmin and jeongin about life in general when you glanced over to look at Chan who stood to the side of the room with an unreadable look on his face. Excusing yourself from the conversation, you made your way over to him.

“Hey are you alright?” You ask softly as you place your hand on his shoulder.

Chan glances down at your hand before a small sigh left his lips.

“Come on, let’s talk,” he stated as he softly grabbed your hand and lead you out of the room.

After a couple of twist and turns, you make it into what you presume to be Chan’s room. Letting go of your hand Chan begins to pace the room as you take a seat on his bed.

“Chan?” You call out softly, a little worried.

Nothing.

“Chan,” you call out with a little more power.

Suddenly Chan stops and approaches you quickly. In the flash of an eye Chan is cupping your checks with his lips on yours. It only took you a moment to get over the initial moment of shock before you begin to kiss him back. Your hands gripping his broad shoulders. After a few seconds, he pushes you back onto the bed slightly while moving his hands on to your arms, raising them above your head. Your lungs felt like they were going to collapse any second as your heart rate increased. The kiss was fiery and filled with need. You practically could feel the jealousy and anger radiating off of Chan. You couldn’t believe you forgot how good it felt to have his lips and hands on you. Yet it was over just as quickly as it had started. Panting as he pulled away, Chan quickly stood up.

“I’m sorry I.....” he trailed off while avoiding your eyes.

“What? You have no reason to be sorry,” you chuckle lightly as you try to catch your breath.

“I really don’t know what came over me, it was just the idea of Marks hands and lips on your body....it makes me so mad to think about,” he said while shaking his head.

“Y/n, I need to know that you don’t love him. I need to know that if there ever came a time where you had to pick between the two of us, there wouldn’t be any hesitation and you would pick me.”

“Chan,” you sigh out as you stand up and make your way towards him.

“No one forced me to fall in love with you, no one forced me to say yes when you asked me to marry you. With Mark, it’s a totally different story. I would be lying if I said that a part of me didn’t care for him because I do but not in the same way that I care for you. It doesn’t matter how long we’ve been apart, it hasn’t changed how I feel about you. No amount of time apart could make me stop loving you and I want no, I need you to know that.”

Chan gives you a cute little smile as he pulls you into a hug. The two of you stay in each other’s arms for what feels like a lifetime.

“I’m sorry for leaving you,” Chan says all of a sudden as he pulls aways and strokes your check lightly.

“It’s okay, you did what you had to do,” you tell him with a small smile.

“Still, I should have trusted you and I didn’t. I regret that so much and I just want you to know that.”

“Honestly I probably wouldn’t have trusted me if I was you, I don’t blame you,” you tell him sincerely.

Chan pulls you in for another kiss, this one being softer and filled with all the love that Chan felt for you. Your moment is cut short as you hear a loud bang come from downstairs.

“I swear to god if it’s Jisung and Hyunjin fighting I’m going to end both of them,” Chan growls out as he pulls away from you causing you to laugh.

For the first time since Chan had left, you felt as if you were whole. You felt as though you were finally home. Because that’s what Chan was for you, he was your home. And you would be damned if you let someone take that away from you again. JYP had another thing coming to him if he thought that you all would go down without a fight.

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mafia-nct · 4 years

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Fool Part 2 (Taeyong Mafia AU)

The feedback on part 1 was insane and A LOT of you wanted a part 2, so here it is!

Genre: mafia au!, angst, fluff

Warning: swearing.

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Two days. It’s been two days since you left the note on the counter, two days since you left the apartment, two days since you’ve seen Taeyong. He hadn’t even tried to contact you, which only meant three things. Number one, he was dead; number two, he was really angry; and number three, he didn’t care about you. To say you were heartbroken was an understatement. You were pregnant with the child of the man you loved not knowing what was happening on his side. Maybe the third option was the most probable one.

Your sister had been a saint: letting you eat all her ice cream, cry all the water of your body and of course letting you stay in her tiny apartment.

You were on sitting on the floor back pressed to the couch, your breakdown place. Your head on her shoulder and her arms around your frame holding you close; she was comforting you again.

“I’m going to tell you what I think.” She started. “Every guy who learns that his girlfriend, the woman he loves, is carrying his child and doesn’t contact her three hours after learning the news is not a man. He’s a clown. Taeyong is a clown and you don’t need a clown in your life. You are smart, strong and independent. If you want a clown in your life go to the circus you’ll see a bunch of them but other than that, we don’t need them in our lives!”

You nodded.

“That’s my girl!” She exclaimed getting up. “What do you want to eat tonight? My treat!”

It had been her treat for two days now.

You whipped your nose. “Chinese.”

She smiled at you and started ordering.

You missed Taeyong. You missed him so bad. You wanted to be back in his arms. As you were about to daydream about him, a loud knock on the door made you jump.

“That is definitely not the food,” said your sister. “I literally just ordered.“

She opened the door; from your place on the ground you couldn’t see anything.

“What are you doing here?” She spat

“Please, let me talk to her.”

Taeyong. It was him. He was at the door. He was here. Your heart jumped out of your chest. You badly wanted to run to him but your mind held you back.

“I don’t think you have anything to talk about.” Sassed your sister. “You made it pretty clear that you didn’t care when, you know, you didn’t even bother to call.”

You heard a loud bang: the recognizable sound of a fist hitting a wall.

“I fucked up ok.” Started Taeyong. “I fucked up so bad they should give me an award for it. I know I’m in the wrong here and I’m not asking for her to take me back because I’m going to be honest even I wouldn’t take me back.” He took a pause. “All I’m asking is a chance to make things right. So please let me talk to her. If she doesn’t want to, I’ll leave I promise.”

A long silence followed his confession.

Finally, your sister sighed, “Y/N, the clown is here.”

You got up, way too quickly in your opinion.

Your sister led Taeyong to where you were. “If you need me, just scream.” She told you before leaving both of you alone.

“Hey.” You whispered sitting on the couch.

He did the same. “Hey.”

An uncomfortable silence settled in between you two. You looked at the ground; you couldn’t bear to look at him in the eyes.

Taeyong sighed. You heard him move around and looked up. He reached into the pocket of his leather jacket and took out the pacifier you left on the kitchen counter.

“Is.. Is this what you’ve been hiding from me?” He asked holding the pacifier in the palm of his hand.

You nodded your head.” Yeah, I was planning a big surprise...”

“Shit.” He breathed out. “I’m sorry. I am so sorry.” He hid his face in his hands. “Fuck, I’m the biggest douchebag ever.”

You scooted closer to him and place your hand on the back of his neck.

He raised his head. “I’ll explain everything baby I swear.”

Taeyong reached for your hand and you intertwined your finger with his.

“Fuck, where do I start?” He bit his lip. “I knew you were hiding something from me. We usually tell each other everything and when I felt that you were hiding something I lost my shit. I assumed the worst; I thought you were cheating on me. And it enraged me because,” he smiled and looked at you, “I was planning to propose to you.”

Your face softened. “Oh, Taeyong..”

He raised his hand to stop you. “You’re the one for me and I love you with my whole heart. So when I thought you replaced me, I took it out on you and I truly am sorry. You didn’t deserve it. I should’ve talk to you instead of assuming.”

You leaned your head on his shoulder. “I have to say that the mafia boss keeping all of his emotions inside instead of talking them through is a big cliché.”

Taeyong laughed. God you missed that laugh.

“Why didn’t you call me?” You whispered

Taeyong sighed. “I couldn’t believe that that’s what you’ve been keeping from me. So I asked Mark to look into everything. When he confirmed it, I wallowed in self-pity. I just lost not only the woman of my dreams, but also my child because I’ve been a dumbass.”

You placed on of your hands on his cheek. “You didn’t lose us, but if you ever pull something like that again you will.”

“I hear you and I’ll spend the rest of my life proving you, and the little one, that you are everything to me. I’ll spend the rest of my life cherishing and loving you.” He smiled

Taeyong leaned in and kissed you. Your heart jumped out of your chest. Your body remembering how much kissing him was addictive.

He rested his forehead against your own. “I can’t believe we’re three now.”

“Me neither, and I’m the one who took seven pregnancy tests.”

A silence settled between you two. A comfortable one.

“So, where’s that ring you were going to propose with?” You teased

Taeyong laughed. “No missy, I’m going to propose to you the way you deserve to be propose to. Just give me time make everything perfect and I’ll put that ring on your finger the right way.”

You smiled. “Alright then, let’s go home.”

“Yeah, let’s go home.”

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taehyungphille · 4 years

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Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

AU: Mafia + Life Long Rivals

Genre: Angst|Romance|Slight Fluff|Smut

Rating: Censored|Rated 18+

Summary:Taehyung’s life long goal was to eradicate your family’s existence. He was clear to this purpose until you interrupted and proposed for a marriage instead.

AN: This contains a lot of sensitive issues, words and triggering scenarios. I’m warning you of the risks, it’s your choice anyway.

Prologue

“I’d marry you.”

Those were the words that left your lips by the moment you hit the ground. You can feel the eyes drilling through you, surprised gazes.

You were breathless, wheezing and desperate, both hands rested behind your head. “I’d be your wife, your woman. Make me do everything, I’d be your anything. I won’t ever protest, I swear.”

You begged on your knees, mud painting your trousers with deep, filthy brown color. Your eyes were red, hair sticking allover your face, drenched in the rain. Ever since you were formally introduced to this savagery, your family always chased victory after victory. You never knew anything about vanquish or fear, you were taught to always have the upper hand no matter what. However, it was your mother whom we’re talking about now. Her in the hands of the family that yours have always despised for ages. And here you are, defeated.

“No offense but who are you?” a man calmly said, he whom is on average height, leaning against an old tree as he wiped off the blood on his hands. All were curious. They looked at you like an odd. They were familiar of the members of your clan but not of you.

You had to do this. Even when they made you swear an oath to keep your identity out of the radar. Even when your father had to banish you from the land and spend your days in foreign countries. Even when your mother raised another child, a boy who had your place in the family for years. You had to do this .

“I’m Y/N” you softly spoke “I am the daughter”

There were gasps all around you. Surprise looks were printed on their faces.You mother closed her eyes shut as tears escaped from them. Her body trembled as she cried silently. This was the day she have always feared of coming, the day that you will be exposed as the one and only descendant of the Takahashi.

“So the here-says were true.” one man spoke up “That they’ve been hiding the true child after all this time?”

“They have a female successor?” the man leaning against the tree started walking up to you as he chuckled

“That doesn’t make me less than any man” you sassed back “I don’t need to have a penis to have the right to rule. Being a woman myself is so much more than all men here combined”

He stopped midway and replied “And yet you’re the one who’s kneeling and surrendering.” You kept a straight face. You didn’t let them know how a huge slap that was for you.

“But did I hear it right?” some other man exclaimed with a funny tone “The heiress is trading her body, for her mommy?” He laughed hilariously with dirty look on his face.The other men joined the monotonous laughter, all of them except for him.

He intently looked at you, brown eyes penetrating yours, as if he could see all of you. You never left his gaze to indicate the severity of your words. He should know that you are genuinely serious of the proposal.

“Is that a proposition?” He mockingly mumbled as he pressed the gun harder against the head of your mother; she shrieked. “You, my little angel, is willing to leave everything behind, enter my dominion, for the sake of this woman?”

You flinched with dreadful look on your face as you balled your fist against the back of your head “Yes, yes” you confessed desperately “You can have me, permanently. Just please, let her go.”

He watched you, sharp eyes, mouth slightly gaped with a little bit twitch of smirk. There was a brief silence until he slowly withdrew the weapon and walked towards your direction “Do I really look stupid to you, angel?” He sneered, as he knelt one knee and grabbed you by the neck, gently yet forcefully, enough to scare you yet enough to let you breathe.

“Did you think I’d want my heirs to have the blood of a traitor, a stinking, shameful DNA of yours?”

You couldn’t help but to sigh and roll your eyes. You planned to be nice , but your innate sarcasm just popped up somewhere and regretted it immediately “I asked you to marry me, not to bear your little versions, dumbass”

He was taken aback as he narrowed his eyes and his smile grew “So they’re right about your smart mouth” he said as he moved his fist higher, rested it on your cheeks and chin, gripped it a little hard to keep your mouth open then inserted his index finger. He pushed it further until you gagged and stumbled back.

“Please just take me, she has nothing to do with this” your mother exclaimed, gasping for air, hissing as the pain in her left flank continued to burn

“No, I won’t!” you stubbornly answered “I won’t let them touch you mother. I had no business nor any involvement in this long term hatred of our families, and neither are you.”

You returned your eyes back to the man in front of you. You kept the brave composure despite of the hole on your left abdomen “My father was foolish for being your ally, but he was more stupid when he betrayed his oath”

“At least this one got some sense” you heard someone said it but you never really shifted your gaze from the boss himself.

“I would fight you to death if that’s what you want. But know that I should not be taken guilty for my father’s sins. I might be his daughter, but never was his successor. I don’t intend on taking responsibility of his stupidity” you bellowed that the whole ground you are at fell silent. You continued “Yet, I’d be ignorant if I actually ask you for a fight. With my current condition and having my mother as your hostage, I’d rather throw away my pride than let her blood flood this place”

“How dramatic” a blonde girl interrupted your powerful little speech. She played her dagger soaked with blood of your comrades as if she’s holding a light pencil between her fingers. You shot her a look and she replied with pointing the knife to your direction saying “One word darling and this will stuck in your throat”

You walked through the dirt, holding your stomach as blood oozed from it “What else do you wish to fulfill? You’ve already killed my father, congrats you have also murdered Jungkook. You’ve basically eradicated most of us all, what else do you want?”

You were about to be intimidatingly close to him when your pain tolerance reached its threshold and you immediately slumped on the ground. You heard your mother call your name, then you heard the blonde girl screaming at her to shut her mouth or else she’ll blow her skull into pieces.

You turned your head towards your mother to see her state but the man blocked you. He grabbed your wrist and yanked you up, you pursed your lips to muffled the cry of pain from your cuts but tears started to pool in your eyes again.

“I want you all dead” he snickered “I want to wipe your history, I want you to vanish in this very Earth. I want to watch the colors in your eyes fade as you beg for mercy.”

He wasn’t a man, you thought. You knew him through stories of Jungkook. You were told that he’s animalistic and ruthless, you were told that he’s always angry and hateful. You were told that he’s speaks bullets and bombs, you were told that he never leave a battle with any survivor. However, you still find yourself shocked with his actual attitude, eyes wide in terror like how you reacted when you first heard about him at the age of 13.

The grip on your wrist slowly loosened “Even so,hearing your little stunt there rang an idea in my head” he pressed his palm hard over the cut on your stomach. You immediately fell unto his arms, clenched his suit and buried your face on the crook of his neck “And I asked myself, what do I gain from your proposal “

“Please Taehyung, let my child go, she’s-“ your mother couldn’t finish her words when the blonde girl quickly kicked her hard on the stomach

“Who and where on Earth did you get the permission to call him by his name huh?” yelled at her as she brought the knife close to her face

“Enough with that Minji, you’re being an overdramatic girlfriend now” the man whom you described by height dragged Minji away from your powerless mother

“Let me go Jimin!” She wriggled off of him yet he kept tugging her far from you.

You wanted to rush towards your mother. Tend to her, reassure her of safety and care, but then you can’t even get yourself stable, can’t even breathe properly, and can’t even let go of Taehyung as you held him as your temporary anchor keeping you from collapsing on the floor again. He didn’t mind at all, or that’s what you just wish to tell yourself.

Nobody spoke for minutes. Not one, until you slowly rose your head up looking at him, and gradually let go of your clutch on him. “What do you say?” your voice was rasp, obviously tired and drain.

“I say I accept your clever scheme” he tucked strands of your hair behind your ear. In a split of second, you almost convinced yourself that he’s endearing. “We’ll get married, but you’ll be just a wife. You won’t get my name and you won’t be allowed to use yours. You cut ties with all your connections around the globe. You are bound to obey my rules. You won’t be involved in our work. You won’t live with me.“ he gently rested a hand on your cheek and caressed it gently “In short, I’ll keep you alive but dead at the same time”

“And you will spare my mother.” You exclaimed as you politely knock off his hand against your skin, ignoring his threats and plans.

“You have my word, angel” he took a step back “You have my word” he took another stride backwards, towards your mother but kept his gaze on you. Crazy it may sound but you put a little faith on his words. He might be heartless but he sure is a man of word. You took a deep breath, glanced at your mother and mouthed “I love you”

That’s when she lost it. She started crying your name. Begging the heavens to save you. Asking the non-existing spirits for a miracle. Verbalizing apologies to you for letting you be in this situation. Cursing herself for being a worthless woman was.

You were about to alleviate her through words again when a sharp blow of punch on your stomach almost shattered your soul into pieces. You fell to the ground, yelped in pain, curled yourself as you struggle to regain your breathing. But then you saw the blonde woman folding a hanky and swiftly wrapped around your head, completely blinding you. You felt arms tucking you to the ground, hushing you down.

“Good girl” Taehyung’s voice was like a catastrophe enveloping your body, pricking thorns on your skin, webs entangling your head, smoke suffocating your lungs, and moments later you heard 3 gunshots, one last grunt and fading breath sounds from your mother.

Your cried so hard that the sky responded with a loud roar, and then everything went pitch black.

#bts fanfic #bts x reader #kim taehyung #taehyung fanfic #taehyung x you #taehyung x reader #taehyung smut #bts angst #bts fic

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crimsonbluemoon · 4 years

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4 , 2 and 8 for the prompts and H2OVanoss :)

Okay this took way too long. >.

AU: MafiaTrope: Enemies to loversPrompt: “wait, wait. say that again. please.”

Pairing: H2O Vanoss

Warning: Slight gore/violence cause its mafia and shit.

“Where the hell did they get this many guys?” Vanoss swore when he ducked behind another box, hearing wood bursting from the bullets that shot through the warehouse. His eyes scanned the area, checking on the status of his gang. Basically’s arm was bleeding through the bandage that Moo had wrapped around it, proving the wound was far worse than his right-hand man wanted to admit.

“Bigger question; why aren’t they shooting at you?” Wildcat’s swear was louder than the fight, jumping up to pepper the other crew with bullets. Despite his aggressive attack, Vanoss knew the grim truth; they’d been ambushed. It was meant to be a simple deal, and Vanoss hadn’t thought the smaller gang was a threat. That’d been why he left most of his men back at the hideout; they were mid-investigating a mysterious gang that had recently showed up on the west side of the city.

But apparently, from the grins of the west side gang now surrounding the warehouse, the smaller gang had chosen a side. And it wasn’t Vanoss’s.

“I can’t get a signal out to the guys; they must have a jammer with them.” Marcel’s voice was strained, almost on the side of hopeless.

“Shit!” This time it was pain that snapped in Wildcat’s shout, and red pooled from his side from the bullet’s contact.

“What’s the plan, Vanoss?” Moo’s voice shook, and Vanoss gritted his teeth at his own stupidity. He didn’t have a plan. They weren’t going to get out of this alive at this rate. The set up was too simple, why hadn’t he picked up on the classic bait-and-switch-

“Need some help?” Vanoss jerked his head at the voice above him, eyes wide when seeing the crazy smile shining from the rafters.

“Delirious?” A gun was twirled in the air before a whistle shot through the air, and the visual of men dropping from the rafters was breath-taking. The show caught the other gang off guard, leaving them helpless to the spray of bullets rained down on them. Cartoonz laughed while he dropped down with ease Vanoss knew wasn’t faked, aiming his shots into the lackey’s foreheads. Anyone who aimed their guns at Cartoonz dropped like flies in seconds. A shift on a higher beam and a flash of a grey blindfold proving their sniper, Ohmwrecker, was not letting Cartoonz get hurt. Overwhelming the troops from behind, Squirrel and Gorilla were trading witty barbs while they took on the grunts on the ground. Blood splashed over their clothes from the deadly assault.

“Hey there, Owl-man.” And in the middle of the chaotic fray was their leader. Delirious was known for his crazy antics, and his ruthlessness was almost as crucial to his personality as his unpredictability. Delirious and his motley crew were on nobody’s side but their own, and the crazed clown could decide to attack any crew he felt deserved it over breakfast. Vanoss had been on the wrong side of Delirious’s switchblade a few times in earlier years, especially when Vanoss’s crew had first started in the east bay. Delirious always had tricks up his sleeve, tampering with guns or ruinings trades between rival gangs just to get under Vanoss’s skin. They’d even fought once, both of their gangs simply watching their leaders beat the shit out of each other. Vanoss still remembered the unusual rush of heat in his stomach at the bloody smile Delirious had worn after the scuffle. The feeling had lingered long after the sprained wrist and bruised ribs.

Vanoss didn’t really know what Delirious thought of him. The anger and hatred from before was long gone. They didn’t fight every time they met anymore. In fact, Vanoss realized Delirious and his crew had started hanging around his own more, and the duo tended to warn the other when they planned to make a move of power or started a turf war with another gang. Once, Cartoonz had saved Terroriser from getting jumped, and Panda returned the favor after Squirrel stumbled into the wrong neighborhood without his piece. Neither tried to encroach on the other’s territory anymore, despite it sharing many lines in the city. When Delirious snuck into Vanoss’s office at night ‘out of boredom’ at his hangout, Evan didn’t worry about his life as much as he once did. Sure, he still didn’t know Delirious or any of his gang’s actual names. Evan also didn’t share his own, keeping a barrier between them. Still, he never felt the twitching need to grab the gun he had strapped on his thigh, no matter how close the two sat in the darkness of the night.

“What are you doing here?” Vanoss asked, Delirious scanning behind Vanoss before he aimed his gun at the fray of men trying to run away.

“Got a tip.” Three easy shots took out two of the men, while the final shot was shifted to blow out the final grunt’s knee. Looking gleeful at the explosion of blood, Delirious shucked the gun over his shoulder, the strap keeping it close to his back. Then his blue eyes bore back down at Vanoss, his laugh growing at Vanoss’s scowl. “Said a bird might have been set up.”

“We were doing fine without-”

“Ohm, get out of your damn nest and bring the first aid kit. This kid’s hurt.” Cartoonz’s voice cut off Vanoss’s protest, the older gang member helping Brock move Marcel to a flat surface.

“This one, too.” Gorilla had his hand over Tyler’s side, keeping pressure and an even keel voice. “But I think the brats are both gonna live.”

“We’re not brats,” Basically grumbled, his hiss loud after Cartoonz smacked the side of his head. “Ow, hey! What the hell?”

“I think you were in diapers when I shot my first gun.” Vanoss watched Cartoonz and Basically started to bicker as Ohm rushed over with his kit, Brock’s face panicked while trying to stop the fight. He only let his attention linger for a moment before turning back to Delirious, who had already moved to the man he’d left bleeding out in the entrance of the warehouse. Surprised at how silent the other leader had been in his movements, Evan moved after him, wondering why he’d left the last man alive.

“-so if you like that particular part of your body attached, you’ll tell me why they’re after Vanoss.” He caught the tail end of the playful threat from Delirious, the knife weaving in and out of his fingers in obvious meaning.

“No-not trying to kill him!” Fear that Delirious had earned was filling the wounded grunt’s words. “Kill his people!”

“Who wants my guys dead? What do they gain from that? And why would they want to kill my people, but not me?” Vanoss asked, picking up on the avoidance of the man’s eyes.

“Their plan…” The hesitation of the sentence made Delirious growl, kicking into the ribs of the man once with his steel boots.

“Spill your shit or your dick is mine!” Evan wanted to point out how stupid the comment sounded (was he trying to threaten or seduce?), but another hit finally parted the other’s lips.

“He wants Vanoss as his!” Gasping, it took a few shaky breaths for the man to continue. “Thinks if he…isolates him, kills his gang…he’ll own Vanoss, take him in. From some guy named Jonathan. ‘Own the Owl-man’ or something like that.”

The twitch of Delirious’s shoulders and the long silence sent a chill down Vanoss’s spine.

“Wait, wait. Say that again.” There was a murderous edge in Delirious’s eyes when he stepped onto the bleeding knee of the other man. His smile took a twisted darker edge hearing the man’s whimpers, then added pressure. “Please.”

“Delirious.” Vanoss didn’t know why the focus on his life made the other’s normally light-hearted nature fizzle out so fast, or why it squeezed around his heart. “He’s gonna go unconscious-”

“If you pass out, I’ll chop you up and feed you to your family. I’ll make sure they know every piece, every bite, is you. Tell me exactly what he said.” Gone was the goofy threats and half-fumbled words; here was the man that made even the strongest of gangsters quiver. People thought that Cartoonz really ran the gang, and that Delirious was simply too distracted or unsure to keep the strong men under his control. Vanoss once thought that, too; Cartoonz tended to snap at Delirious and give far more sass in the few interactions Vanoss had seen than he thought a right hand man should.

But in these moments, the ones where only people Delirious trusted or weren’t long for this earth got to see, Delirious was death incarnate.

“Said…said ‘I want Jonathan know I’m here. I wan to own his Owl-man’. He didn’t say who Jonathan was or-or what he had to do with Vanoss, but-that’s all, I swear.” Delirious watched the grunt squirm on the floor without emotion, his eyes unfocused with a haunted look that made Vanoss swallow. A heartbeat later, Delirious had his gun in his hand, no hesitation in his face when blowing the other’s brains out. One shot became two, and Evan stared helplessly as several more were launched into the twitching corpses’s mutilated face. Delirious’s gun ran out from how many times he shot, and even still he tried to shoot.

“Delirious.” Softly, Vanoss moved forward, hand hesitant to curl over the hand that kept pulling the trigger. “You can stop. He’s dead.”

“He’s not.” Somehow, Vanoss knew they weren’t talking about the same he. Once vacant, the blue of Delirious’s eyes blazed with overwhelming anger, eyes slowly turning to Evan. Rage was there, but deeper, Vanoss could see something possessive break the hostility. “But he will be.”

Unsure how to process the statement, Vanoss didn’t speak, watching Delirious shrug off his hold and stalked back into the warehouse. Slowly, Vanoss turned his eyes back down to the body bleeding out by his feet. He wasn’t sure who was after him, or why, but it seemed Delirious did. And he’d taken it personally, though Vanoss didn’t know why.

But he planned to find out.

#Anonymous #OTP boys #H2O Vanoss #H2O Delirious #Vanossgaming #<3 #Crimson drabblez

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melikeylikeyjimin · 5 years

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Noir || Eleven

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Word Count: 2.9k

Genre: Mafia AU! Sugar Daddy AU! Jungkook X Reader, fluff, angst.

Warnings: none

A/N: Here is the eleventh chapter of Noir! YAY for the first meeting and date! I might be a bit busy this week and next week so updates might be a bit slow! Thank you for your patience ahead of time. In return, I have written a JK one shot that I hope will satisfy all of you while you wait! I’ll upload it sometime later this week! If you’d like to be tagged whenever I post a new chapter of Noir, please DM me, leave a comment on this post, or send an ask and I’ll add you to the list!

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“So, why did you call me over exactly?” Nicci asked uninterested.

I sighed, “You know very well why I called you over! I told you the very night he asked me to dinner that I needed your help picking an outfit.”

“Oh yeah, you’re having dinner with your lover boy, right?”

I rolled my eyes, “Nicci, please?”

“Alright, alright. What time do you have to be there?”

“Six thirty.”

“Alright, so I have to make you perfect obviously. You need the money and I can’t send you out looking like...well...you.”

I glared at her, “There’s nothing wrong with being comfortable!”

“Righttt,” She said as she browsed throughout my closet trying to find the perfect outfit. “Where are you going?”

“Some fancy dinner place, it was in French so I wouldn’t know how to pronounce it even if I wanted…”

Nicci whipped her head around, “Wait, are we talking about the same restaurant? Show me the text!” I showed her the location and she squealed, “You lucky ass bitch! He’s taking you to the best restaurant in the entire country! You better give out as payment. Do whatever he asks!”

“Nicci!”

“What? He’s treating you like a fucking queen, so do the same!”

I ignored her comments and let her go back to picking an outfit. “Now that I know you’re going there, I’m more interested.”

She found an emerald green gown that went down to my ankles and was strapless but had sleeves over the tops of my arms. She laid it on my bed and found some black strappy heels, setting it next to the dress.

“Go get dressed in that, and then we’ll talk hair, makeup, and accessories.”

I normally would fight her, but I decided not to bother. She wouldn’t let me get out of this even if I tried. I sighed and took the dress and heels into the bathroom with me and undressed. I slipped my feet into the dress and pulled it over my torso. I put my arms through their little sleeves and moved my hair to the side to zip up the dress. I zipped it up and situated my hair again. I sat down on the bathtub’s side and slipped my feet into the heels, zipping the backs up.

I looked at my reflection one last time before stepping out of the bathroom. Nicci’s eyes flew to my body as she drank in the look. “Why don’t you give up on being a doctor and instead be a glorified escort or trophy wife?”

“Why would I do that?”

“Because you’re smoking!” I ignored her comment and sat down at my makeup table, letting her take over. She started putting light waves into my hair, making sure that everything looked natural and loose.

Once she had finished that, she started on my makeup. She chose a few different shades of brown to match with the green of the dress, going for a beautiful but not heavy look.

Suddenly I heard my phone go off. I had Nicci grab it and tell me who was calling me, “It’s Dylan!”

“Shit, what should I do?”

“You have to lie, Y/n! I did not spend so much time on your look and getting you to finally do this just for Dylan to try to cockblock you!”

I nodded and answered the phone, “Hello?”

“Hey Y/n!” Dylan called out from the other side of the line.

“What’s up?”

“I was thinking we could go out tonight and get food and walk around town! What do you think?” I looked at Nicci and she shook her head saying I had to give an excuse.

“I’m sorry I can’t tonight.”

“What? Why not? Do you work? I can just visit you if that’s it.”

“No, no, I don’t work, I just have a lot of assignments I need to work on.”

“Well, I could help you?”

“We both know I won’t get work done if you come over,” I sassed.

He scoffed, “Fine I see how it is. Guess you really hate me.”

I sighed, “I’ll make it up to you, I promise. We can hang out another day. I’ll let you know when I can, okay?”

“Okay…”

“Alright, I gotta go, bye!”

I hung up and set the phone down. It was silent until Nicci broke the silence, “Where do you keep your jewelry?” I pointed to a small box on one of my dressers and she moved to sort through it. She grabbed a pair of dangly silver earrings and a nice silver necklace that would hang perfectly over my bare upper torso. I put the earrings in my ears as she latched the chain on my neck.

“Do you have some purses too?”

I nodded, “In the closet.”

She sorted through them, “I don’t get it, you have a bunch of fashionable things, yet you never wear them.”

“I save it, doesn’t mean I have to wear them all the time.”

Nicci scoffed but continued searching through my numerous purses. She finally handed me a plain black clutch that matched my heels perfectly. “There, you are done!”

I looked at myself in the body mirror and admired Nicci’s work. “Thanks as always, Nicc.”

“Of course, I may not be a professional makeup or hair artist, but it’s one of my favorite pastimes, so it’s nice to experiment on people that aren’t me.”

“What time is it?”

“Quarter to six.”

“Alright, I should get going then,” I said.

Nicci nodded in agreement, “Make sure to tell me what goes on!”

I smiled, “Of course, you’re the only one who supports this decision, so it’s only wise I tell you what happens.”

“You got it, girl.”

I ordered an uber to take to the restaurant that I was supposed to meet Jungkook at. It was in the center of the city so it would take thirty minutes to get there. The uber got there a little bit before six and I had already sent Nicci back home and texted Jungkook that I was leaving the house.

I got in and told the driver the address. As we drove, I looked out the window as I tried to calm my nerves. I wasn’t sure why I was so nervous, but I had just hoped that Jungkook was all that he was behind the screen. I had seen multiple pictures of him so I knew his face well, but that didn’t mean I knew if he had a completely different personality offline. I played with my hands in my lap as we continued to make our way down the different streets of downtown.

I looked around at the flashing lights and the illuminated sidewalks filled with people of all ages. They were all conversing and talking to one another. Some outside of restaurants enjoying the warm nighttime temperature, others smoking and laughing, and many people walking around with groups of friends from store to store.

It had been a while since I went downtown to do anything fun. The drive is not always the best from my apartment to downtown, the traffic had never been nice either. Over the past few years, the city had become increasingly populated without the correct amount of lanes or streets towards downtown as needed for the abundance of people living in it. The city had changed so much over the many years I spent living here. It used to be much more calm, with the regular sports events and musicals, but now it had become a big party central. Strip clubs and bars lining the streets.

Driving past the craze, we finally got to the nicer part of downtown. Where all the rich lived comfortably, close to all the top rated restaurants, stores like Gucci, Louis Vuitton, Versace. The options were endless. This part of the city was always much more hush. People conversed but it was not yelling and laughter like the other part of downtown. There was a clear distinction between normal people and the rich.

Seeing the restaurant in my sight, I waited for the uber driver to pull up to the front of it. He did and I gave him the fare for the drive there. Checking the time, I made sure I was not late and thankfully I was five minutes early. I walked in feeling more than slightly out of place in this time of crowd but tried to push past it. I walked up to the hostess and she gave me a glance over. It was as if she was checking out my clothing to see if they were high class, expensive brands. I smiled as I tried not to think too much about her obvious judgment of me, “Hi, I have a reservation for 6:30 for Jeon Jungkook.”

The lady’s eyes seemed to panic at his name. I frowned ever so slightly at her face wondering why she seemed so panicked. “O-oh, y-yes. Right this way Mrs. Jeon,” she stated. I was ready to correct her as there was no way Jungkook and I were married since we hadn’t even met yet, but I decided not to waste my breath.

She led me to a secluded part of the restaurant that seemed like it could be rented out for private parties. Behind a velvet red curtain, I saw a man sitting at a table. “Here you are, miss. Please enjoy.” The hostess’s voice caught the man’s attention and I was met with a deep dark abyss.

His eyes were piercing right through me, not letting me move or even form coherent sentences in my head. He was breathtaking. His dark hair that was parted and pushed up slightly, his piercing yet doe-like eyes, and his thin beautiful lips. I was speechless. He looked even better in person than he did in photos. The air in my lungs was gone as I continued to stare at him. How could he possibly be interested in someone like me when he was walking around looking like that?!

He finally smiled and stood up, “I’m so glad you could make it, Y/n. Please have a seat.” I knew all too well that I would not be able to speak so I nodded my head, or at least I tried my best to. I moved and sat in the soft cushioned seat opposite of him. It was easily the most comfortable thing I had ever sat on in all my life. He moved my chair, pushing it in for me. I let out a meek thank you at his gentlemen like gesture. “Is something wrong?” He asked taking his seat again.

“A-ah, no, it’s just you’re even better looking in real life than you are in the pictures,” I said as confidently as possible.

He smiled, “Thank you for the compliment. I don’t want things to be awkward between us, so I’ll go ahead and introduce myself. I am Jeon Jungkook, the same guy you have been talking to over the phone for a little bit. It is nice to meet you, Y/n. You are even more stunning in person than over any photo you’ve sent me.”

I swallowed hard knowing very well my face was extremely flushed, “T-thank you. Um, I’m y/n as you know. It’s a pleasure to meet you finally…”

“I can tell you’re nervous, but hopefully that will dissipate throughout the night.” I nodded. “Would you like some wine?”

“Yes, I think that would be helpful.” I knew very well I would need liquid courage running through my veins in order to be normal. He ordered over a waiter that I had not even seen waiting and asked for a bottle of red wine that I did not know the name of.

Once there was wine in my glass, I took a sip and could feel the small burn help rid of my nerves. “So,” I started, “Where would you like to begin?”

“I feel like I know quite a bit about you, but why don’t you go ahead and explain what you do, your hobbies, anything you think is individual to you.”

I nodded my head, “Well, I’m a college student. I am in my third year of college and I dream to become a doctor. I really like the idea of helping others, I don’t necessarily have a certain field that I study as far as medicine goes, but I like the idea of being able to have a purpose or have the power to help or even change someone’s life. I don’t have much free time between college and work, but I enjoy I think anything else a girl my age does. I like staying in and reading, going out with friends, movies, those kinds of things. I’m not really special I don’t think but I enjoy what I study and do with my free time nonetheless.”

“What do you do for work?”

“I work part-time at a cafe near my house as a barista and waitress. It’s not what I want to do but it pays for some things and I like the people I work with, so…”

Jungkook’s face had not changed all throughout my explanation of my current life. It was odd that he seemed to find it interesting as I didn’t think there was anything particularly special to me. Many other girls had a more interesting life than I did. “I guess it’s my turn then?” I nodded happily. Jungkook even over text never talked much about work, but I figured it had to do with not wanting to brag over it or bore me.

“Well, I’m a CEO for the Jeon company and I work under my father, but I, for the most part, do all the work now as he is mostly retired. I don’t have much free time either with all the work, but I enjoy spending time taking pictures and making videos and gaming. I’m quite boring as you can see, so there isn’t much to say about myself.”

I smiled, I could see the happiness in his eyes as he talked about his hobbies. They were something that he obviously really enjoyed. “I would love to play some video games with you sometime” I spoke softly.

His face softened at my words, “I’ll definitely let that happen.” I took another sip of my drink. “Are you ready to order?”

I nodded my head, “What do you usually have here?” He rattled off multiple different dishes that I didn’t know how to pronounce or even know what they entailed.

I laughed embarrassed, “I’m going, to be honest with you, I don’t know much of what you said so I’m going to leave it to you to order whatever you think I’d like.”

He let out an authentic laugh, “Don’t feel embarrassed, I get it.” I grinned and he waved over the waiter. He let our orders slip off of his tongue easily as the waiter bowed and left. “I don’t know if it’s too early for you, but I’d like to talk about why we’ve both come here tonight.”

I nodded knowing the topic was bound to show up eventually, “You can ask whatever questions you have.”

“I only have one, but it won’t really change my decision on the matter. You, of course, don’t have to answer it if you don’t feel comfortable, but why?”

“I won’t tell you a big sob story as to why I need money, other than money is difficult to come by without a college degree. I pay for my rent, food, living expenses, transportation, and my college. I just thought it would be nice to make more money on the side to help myself out.”

“What about your parents?”

“We don’t have a good relationship,” I answered simply. I wasn’t about to go into detail about my parents. They were still a heavy topic for me that I would rather not think about.

“That’s fine, I don’t expect more. But I already made my decision many nights ago about you. I want to support you for whatever reason it is you need money.”

“Really?”

“Yes, I’m genuinely intrigued by you and would like to continue this.” I could almost scream from excitement.

“Are there any like conditions?”

“Not really, I’ll just pay you for each date we go on. I’m not going to force you into anything non-consensual, so if spending time together is all you want, then that’s all we’ll do.”

“Okay, yeah that’s fine with me too.”

“Is one okay?”

“One?”

“One thousand each date or time we hang out.” My eyes bulged out of my head as I heard this.

“A-are you serious?”

“Is it not enough? I can add more if you nee-”

“No, no! Not at all. In fact, I’m surprised you’re giving so much.”

“I don’t really think it’s that much, but if that amount is fine, then…”

“It’s more than okay. I don’t know what to say, thank you so much.”

“I’m glad I can help you out.”

The food arrived and I saw a form of pasta sitting in front of me. I smiled at the dish and took the first bite as we both sat in comfortable silence as we ate. The dinner had gone well and I couldn’t wait for our future dates together.

NEXT PROJECTED UPDATE: 06/18/19 (This is a very very very rough estimate! It all depends on how busy I am throughout the week and weekend, but I will try my hardest for you guys!)

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cinaminho · 5 years

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Woman Like Me | H. Jisung

Group: Straykids

Genre: Mafia AU

Warnings:'lil fluff,, some mild violence,, swearing,, funny??,, Tiny Angst

Requested: Yes, " [Mafia] can I get something where you get smart mouth in front of Jisung and his gang and we’ll you finish he rest 😂😂"

Plot - His Temper has been tested many times with all the frustrations of being a mafia tech plus a part time hitman , his daily activities are stressful enough. With a Hot headed tantalizing lover like you He would've guessed being together would be a different level of difficulty, but not this difficult and how is that even though you make that Tiny vein pop near his temple in frustration that'd he finds it addictive and more reason to fall for you even if he isn't willing to admit it to anyone.

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Sidenote - I didn't know if you wanted it long or short so I apologize if it's too short.. Or long.

It wasn't unknown that'd you'd pop up at the SKZ's headquarters it'd gotten to the point where no one questioned you when you walked in nor did you acknowledge anyone standing guard out of the fifteen men and women per side you had to go through , they knew not to Question Han Jisung's future wife. You guys are engaged so an unlikely alliance can be formed between two former rival mafias as your brother is meant to take over your Father's corporation soon.

Although Jisung and the rest of your father's or should you say Brother's mafia got along well as you did with the other 8 most important Members of Stray Mafia, you two had a very Rocky beggining and bolders were about to be tumbling your way soon if you two couldn't at least learn to be friendly with one another.

Mafia merging wasn't unheard of it usually did involve two children from the opposite gangs getting married but those things didn't last nor seem believable since ninety nine percent of them were forced yours being one of them. Mafias never stayed merged when the lovers from opposing sides didn't get along it'd cause them to clash even worse than before the arranged marriage.

You guys had to make it seem genuine in order to establish your mafias as a bigger threat. Your eyes trained ahead focused on the automatic opening doors infront of you that you'd soon enter which would be the main part of the headquarters a.ka. The surveillance room where Jisung worked. Your feet tapped against the shiny metal tiles beneath you as you walked into the room inhaling the smell of disinfectant whipes, you bet Jisung whiped all the technical equipment down.

You looked around seeing many familiar and unfamiliar faces moving about doing different things, checking surveillance, fixing equipment, testing equipment you name it, to anyone even you it looked like a C.I.A organization which is what they kind of were but, you know, on the more crooked side.

You Spotted Jisung where he'd normally be behind what you'd describe as a fence of tables with Computers , cameras , and other technology fenced around him with a big enough opening for someone to walk through, though, no one besides The other 8 elite stray members and you came to that side of Jisungs work space.

Speaking of the other 8 members that's exactly where they were, chattering. You strolled over confidently clearing your throat Making your arrival known to those who had their backs to you including Jisung who spun in his computer chair to see you his giddy smile instantly dropping once he saw you a frown replacing it which brought you a smile of your own . "Not happy to see me I'm assuming." Your voice laced with fake concern. Jisung rolled his eyes already knowing you were being fake, "Exactly so don't ever assume otherwise."

He sassed back. A glare war began between the two of you. "Well~ The love birds bickering Begins." Chan clapped causing both of your attention to snap to him, "My favorite part of Y/n visiting." Hyunjin chuckled. "Y/n it's lovely to see you!" Jeongin chimed in Bowing to you before embracing you in a hug which you returned.

You clearly heard Jisung groan in annoyance making you two let each other go "Can't you see they're evil yet you still like them?" , "Y/n is nice to us and actually is useful when we need help finding a location if we can't get to you." Seungmin countered from Behind Jisung leaning against one of the computer desks, "I also don't kill people." You added "That hasn't been proven." Jisung grumbled sneering at you.

"Oh whatever Jisung, get back to typing fake reports on the computer, yes? The day is slow so what the hell could you possibly be doing." Within two point zero seconds a chorus of 'ooh's' were heard from the other members , you cockily lifted a brow crossing your arms because what'd he have to say now?

"My God, Jisung, you really have a fireball on your hands eh?" Felix chuckled. "Leave him alone he's clearly angry." , "Ohh this is good." Minho and Changbin added. "Ruffling a few of his feathers won't get him completely heated up, Right Jisung... Jisung?" Woojin had gotten no response from the young technician who's eyes were hooded black with rage.

You seen him angry but didn't flinch an eyelid, the way he was gripping the arms of the chair as he began to tremble it didn't look like he was breathing as his lips were pressed together roughly and his entire face almost completely bright red .

"Take it easy Jisung it's just kidding around , Alright?" The leader cautiously spoke being the first after you to take notice in his anger. You still were feeding off of his anger satisfied that you could bother him like this and infront of his colleagues or friends was absolutely beautiful to you. You could tell by the twitching of his fingers that he was ready to boil over just about.

Good because that's what you wanted, let him make a scene and be embarrassed by the attention lashing out later at the onlookers. Jisung squeezed his eyes shut for a minute or two before opening them looking as if all anger had vanished you discretely furrowed your brows which Jisung caught and gave you a knowing smirk making you grit your teeth silently.

He stood up from his seat making all the curious males eye him carefully as he took heavy steps towards your frame. "Y/n may I talk to you in the combat room?" His voice was honeyed you became suspicious naturally at the lack of aggravation in his voice, "why i-" , "Combat room, now." He quickly spat forcing you to turn in the opposite direction and walk until you two disappeared out the doors and down the halls .

"You don't think..." Hyunjin asked trailing off knowing that Chan knew what he was asking by his suggestive tone "Not in my combat room." He said flatly eyes still on the automatic door you two had exited out of , "Of course not you freak." Woojin mumbled.

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You felt Like Jisung was shooting darts with his eyes at the back of your head forcing you to stop and face him "Jisung I hope you-" , "No talking until in the combat room." He blunty spoke pointing for you to face the opposite way again and head into the room. You growled quietly before obeying.

Your eyes scanned each side of the halls for the combat room you were so lost in space that you didn't notice Jisung had stopped, "The door is right here you Dimwitted Ninny." Jisung called out making you instantly turn around stomping towards him glaring harder than ever letting him know that you didn't take lightly to that name but all he did was tilt his head signaling for you to go inside. You slipped passed him eyes not leaving his suspicious of what he might do but once you were sure he wouldn't try anything you took in the scenery of the blue soft padded wall room.

You sighed turning to him nonchalantly "I know what this is about." Jisung closed the door before turning to you, "You don't say?" His sarcasm was more than clear "Yes it's about what happened out there." You concluded. Jisung let out a Taut chuckle, "Yeah you really had 'em goin out there." You were sure despite the chuckle that he was far from amused "Look Jisung, WOAH!" Was all you could say followed by a puff of air leaving your lips wincing as your back collided with the Tile floor.

You cradled the back of your head letting out strangled shrieks in pain it took you a few moments to come back to your senses, "Did you.. Did you just PUSH ME?!" You spoke almost wheezing. "Yeah and I owe you more than that!" He announced.

Within seconds you were off the floor and before you knew it infront of him with the back of your hand colliding harshly with his face causing an echoing smack in the room. If you were in shock before then he was absolutely stunned now, "Did you just.." , "bitch slap you? Yes I did and I owe you more Than That!" You laughed bitterly restating his previous words to you.

"You really are the fiancee from hell!" He spoke thickly making you scoff sending him another blow but this time with your foot to his knee making him double over instantly grimacing in pain , "hmph, almost looks like when you proposed." You said satisfied and walking towards the door dusting yourself off.

Your two feet were brought from under you though as Jisung had other plans once again making you collide with the floor and groan in pain, Jisung quickly pinned himself over you fighting to get your hands down, "Are you seriously fighting me right now?!" , "It's the combat room isn't it?" He said struggling above you as you were pretty strong "your fighting skills are as weak as your hacking!" , "Your blocking skills are as weak as your driving skills Master 'I don't know how to parallel park'" .

You found a way to bring your knee up and powerfull into his chest causing him to fumble back and grip it you'd definitely knocked the air out of him pouncing on him giving him no chance to recover "You're unbelievable!" "For Enjoy this? I know!" , You almost stopped immediately "Wait you like this?" You said out of breath sitting up but he didn't answer instead he sent a painful blow to your shoulder your yelp in pain could've broke the windows.

Jisung stood up cracking his neck and rolling his shoulders back "Yep I do and now that I've handle that I can get back to work." Jisung jumped up and approached the door but it came swinging open revealing a very panicked and concerned leader also Hyunjin along with an amused Changbin and Minho, "ohhh so that's what all the tusseling was." Changbin smirked "Oh thank God!!" Chan sighed relieved.

"Yeah guys I just had to handle-" An 'umph' was heard from Jisung as his entire front came in contact with the wall infront of him and his arm behind his back pressing to pop out of it's socket all of which wad being done by you, "You could never handle a woman like me." You panted out smirking. Little did you know he was smirking as well.

He'd grown to enjoy these little matches because that meant more space for loving once you tied the knot and less fighting ,you guys just found things to pick at simply because it turned into lowkey flirting though that wasn't how it started out but you both were aware that it's what it'd progressed too, this was a bit more obvious though neither would admit it, hard to explain, didn't make sense, it was all complicated but it was how you two did things.

"So should we break this up?" Hyunjin asked "Ruin their Date? I don't think so, c'mon guys, back to the main headquarters." Chan ushered while closing the door leaving you two to wrestle with a chorus of Disappointed cries from the boys as they left.

That ending was bad and I planned for it to be different but I'm just now finishing this at 3 a.m. so give me a break... Please? Anyway, I hope whoever reads this enjoys it, I'll fix the typos later but I must sleep now ❤.

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taesbetch · 5 years

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02 | Blood//Water

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Gory, Smut (eventually) Mafia!AU

Summary: Taehyungs life has become consumed with the gang lifestyle. But when he becomes a bit too greedy he endangers the only person he's ever truly cared about. Fighting fire with fire is never a good idea, but Taehyung is lit match in a room full of gasoline, will everyone make it out unburnt?

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Normally waking up in the morning wouldn’t usually include a panic attack due to the unfamiliar surroundings and the foggy memories of the night before. But there you were, clutching your chest as it tightened in fear, throwing your breathing into a haze.

Gasping for air you tried to silence yourself as not to draw attention to your room but the sobbing and inevitable noise that came with your bodies need for air was too much for you to hold back.

Your eyes stung as they adjusted to the light breaking through your curtains; controlling your breathing you allowed your body to shake in confusion, your suddenly exposed skin covered in Goosebumps. Missing the warmth your bed had provided you dove back under the covers still weeping uncontrollably You let the remaining tears fall onto your blanket as you wrapped it around your body.

Finally normalising your breathing pattern, you let the silence of the room you were in relax you and let your mind drift to anything other than focusing on what your future held. Your body felt sticky and gross, probably due to the amount of sweating you had been doing both during the extreme events and through the night.

Looking towards the bathroom you thought it wouldn’t hurt to wash yourself. You had been blessed with amenities, so you might as well take advantage of them. Turning on the shower you thought about why you were being treated so nicely, why you were being protected.

Taehyung wouldn’t confirm anything, but all of this must mean the two of you would’ve met.

Trying to rake your mind for answers you let the hot water hit your skin as you thought hard through your memories trying to find him hidden in one of them. Flashes of your childhood ran through your mind, pressing their painful edges to the front of your mind.

“Take her with you! I don’t want her! You’ve successfully fucked up our child so she’s your problem now!” you saw the outline of your mother as she shoved you towards who you knew to be your father-

Shaking your body out of replay mode you breathed out with a heavy grunt as you let the water hit your face, cleansing yourself of the painful past you had tried so hard to move past. Thinking back to the day your mother left you with your alcohol addicted father you never fully understood why.

Your childhood was filled with gaps in your memory, things that your mother and father would fight about that just didn’t make sense to you. not only did the love to argue over who made you worse, they constantly fought over who would have the burden of taking care of you – successfully making you feel like shit.

Getting out of the shower, you looked at the clothes you were given. All the clothes were either black, grey or white – their shape long or baggy to hide whatever they were placed over. You rolled your eyes before grabbing one of the many sweatpants and jumpers.

Timing seemed to be on your side, just as you readjusted the heavy material you heard locks moving and keys jingling. As the door opened you were greeted with a cheery smile from hoseok, his calm demeanour making you gravitate towards him, almost like a safe place in this unfamiliar mess.

“Come with me, I got permission to take you to the rooftop, you’ll feel better up there” Hoesok smiled as he held your door open, signalling with his hand to follow him. You walked towards him with your eyes wide. You could leave your room???

Of course, leaving your room with an escort was not freedom but if you were to pick someone out of the people you had met last night, it would be hoseok.

The walk up to the rooftop was silent as you took in your surroundings the halls ways consisted of the same colours in your wardrobe. Black, grey and white. You heard the chatter of others every now and then, but you saw no faces to match their voices.

As you reached the door you realised how much taehyung must trust taehyung and how capable the man must be. He was the only one guarding you and the only one watching you.

“You probably have a lot of questions – I know it must suck so now that it's just you and me. Ask away and I’ll let you know what I can” He stated. Your lips parted in awe as the two of you walked onto the roof, the view of the lake below knocking the breath out of you.

As you sat yourselves down on a bench nearby you sighed as for the first time in a hot minute you felt relaxed.

“well, what did he do? Why does he have to protect me?” you asked as you watched the lake glisten underneath the suns gaze. Hoesok was right about the roof making you feel better. The breeze was soft and cool, and the day was bright and warm. It was almost impossible to have a bad mood on a day like this with a view like this.

“we were supposed to be working in collaboration with the block boy’s gang but taehyung scammed them to get what he wanted. Told them he’d give them fifty to off someone for him and only gave them twenty not to mention the gang that we were working together to take down is not one you wanna mess with. Taehyung purposely withheld certain information from the block boys to get them to agree with his plan. In the end, they lost both their scout and chameleon. ”

“fifty dollars seems a bit cheap for murder” You muttered as that was the only piece of information your brain had take from what he said.

“no, I mean fifty thousand” He laughed as he threw his head back.

“sorry what?!” you chocked, your breath catching in your throat.

“what you think you can just pay people fifty dollars to take a life?” he asked, his eyebrow raised as you looked at him like a deer in headlights.

“well…yea some of them” you said as you shrugged your shoulders.

“anyway, what did you mean by scouter and chameleon?” you asked as you turned yourself towards him, trying to get comfortable on the steel bench.

“well those are just nicknames for whatever part we play” he explained.

“So, each person has a position in the gang?”

“yep, there’s the scout, the sniper, the shadow and or chameleon, the hitman, the planner, the hacker and the leader. It’s pretty much just as it sounds. I could go into more detail but taehyung doesn’t want me telling you too much” Hoseok smiled as you closed your eyes in frustration.

“which one are you?” you asked as you analysed him, trying to figure it out.

“which one do you think I am?” he said with a cheeky grin. His eyes were sparkling and kind, his face always seems familiar and the way he held himself was that of everybody else.

“to be honest, you don’t really look like you’d be in a gang” You stated looking at the man who you assume was just a regular guy. That’s when it hit you. chameleons are known for blending in…

“ohhhhhh, you’re the chameleon!” You exclaimed excitedly.

You smiled happily before remembering you had restrictions on what else he could tell you.

“So what else am I permitted to know” Your voice laced with sass and annoyance. Hoseok smiled before thinking for a second.

“ask and I’ll answer or deny” He added as he folded his arms over his chest.

“mmm, how did taehyung get into all this gang shit?” You asked hoping the answer would somehow help you understand how you were involved in all of this.

“Sorry, denied” he sighed.

Grunting you bite your lip trying to think of another question.

“How did you get into all of this gang shit?” You asked, the guy seemed to nice and to normal to be into this stuff.

“I needed to pay off my sister's hospital bills. Taehyung was nice enough to take in an untrained useless piece of crap and turn him into who I am today. I owe a lot to him” He said as his eyes travelled to the view in front of you.

“How's your sister doing now?” you asked hesitantly, sensing what the answer was.

“She unfortunate didn’t make it but its okay, she’s better off now,” He said before taking a deep breath of fresh air.

“I hate to do this to you, but I've gotta take you back now,” he said giving you a sympathetic look.

“thanks for talking to me, don’t tell the others but, you're my favourite” you joked while sending him a wink. He laughed before the two of you stood up.

Making your way back to your room the two of you were silent again, your ears were listening out for any discussions going on, one that would maybe tell you something about the man who was ‘protecting’ you.

“Taehyung!” Hoseok greeted as the two of you approached your room.

“I guess I'll be leaving you here” Hoseok said giving you a supportive smile before walking away. You looked at taehyung as he unlocked your door. staring you down as you started walking inside his hands reached out to grab your arm, his grip soft.

“wait-“before he could continue what he was saying a voice you knew all to well yelled out to you. The blonde-haired man you were best friends with appeared out of nowhere, the man who broke the heart of your other best friend was now standing in front of you, grinning from ear to ear.

Your heart stopped; for a split-second, happiness ran through your body. Your friend who had gone missing was alive and well…but why was he here? When the realisation hit you – anger and hurt consumed you.

“Mark what the fuck!” You shouted in shock, the feeling of betrayal setting in quicker than that of happiness. His smile dropped as he realised his current dilemma.

“You haven’t told her that Sana and I were sent by you?” he asked in confusion – taehyung face tightening at the sudden revelation. He looked at you sadly before his mouth opened, no sound came out as he tried to explain himself.

You marched into your room, running a hand through your hair as taehyung dismissed mark.

“So your telling me that you’ve infiltrated every aspect of my life?! What the fuck? Why!” You yelled as taehyung closed the door behind him, clearly already tired of this conversation.

“For your protection”

“FROM WHAT! THE BLOCK BOYS! Have you thought that maybe I would have been safer without your interference! That maybe if you would’ve just stayed the hell away from me I would have had a happier and safer life. God! What is wrong with you! My whole life is basically a lie, all because you have some obsession with me, for reasons I don’t know and that you won't let me know because ‘you can’t explain it right now!” You yelled at him, your fists clenched so tightly that your nails draw blood from your skin.

“calm down” he ordered, his eyes narrow and dark. Though he didn’t seem shocked at your sudden outburst he defiantly wasn’t pleased with it.

“no! I’m not gonna calm down! I don’t know you! I have gone through every memory possible and I have no freaking clue who you are!” You shouted, your face red with fury and your heart heavy with the knowledge that your life had been filled with subtle lies.

“every memory possible?” he asked his voice deep and taunting.

“Yes!” you exclaimed, not letting his intimidating voice scare you into submission.

“Even the ones you can’t remember? The ones locked away in the blank spots in your mind?” He asked, his voice harsher than before. You could see some form of hurt in his eyes but it was for reasons you didn’t understand. You stood there in shock, no one knew out your blank spots – but here he was, calling you out on them.

“How do you know about that…” you said quietly, your eyes tearing up from confusion and pain. Wer4e the people you called your friends ever your friends? Why was this boy from parts of your life you can’t remember so determined to keep you in his life? What were you missing?

“You don’t know me because I’m the part of your life you can’t remember. And trust me. It's better that you don’t” He growled. His voice booming with authority. Although he wanted to leave the conversation there, you were keen to keep it going.

As you inhaled, ready to shout about how unfair it is for him to keep the information he knows about you hidden a loud banging on the door interrupted you.

“Boss!” A voice that you identified as Jungkooks shouted.

“WHAT!”

“we just got news that the block boys are planning an attack” He answered. His tone unbothered by taehyungs

“on the mansion? That’s ridiculous” Taehyung shot back, his ear getting closer to the door.

“apparently they’ve got help” you heard before the sounds of feet running got further away from the door.

Taehyung shot you a look before grunting and angrily exiting your room. As the door slammed shut You sat on your bed with a huff, still too emotionally riled up by the argument to fully comprehend what jungkook had said. Taehyungs rival was planning an attack. They were coming for revenge. Which means they were coming for you.

AN: Its short but it felt weird to have the other part i wrote in with this chapter - like...well i can’t spoil anything but the next chapter will be longer and more...mmmm action packed.

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thighhighsanti · 5 years

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sweet but psycho XIX

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summary: Another meeting is being held to discuss the arrangements for you to spend a few days with NCT. Taeyong sees the album with pictures of your shared childhood and will he say yes to Junmyeon’s proposal?

word count: 5.9k

pairing: multiple members of EXO x fem!reader & NCT x fem!reader

tags/warnings: Mafia AU, any kind of weapon tbh, character death, mention of blood, angst, mention of loss, descriptive death and fighting, smut, kidnapping, stealing, hacking, Stockholm syndrome. mention of BTS , NCT and GOT7

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It had been a good two days since my talk with Junmyeon, and everything was going like he had said. There was another gang meeting, and again it was being held at EXO’s house.

The previous two days had been quiet, I’ve been having my nightly drinks with Kyungsoo, trying my best to ignore Chanyeol’s consistent stares and surprisingly spending more time with Baekhyun, Sehun and Jongdae. The last couple of days had also included me doing practically nothing, besides catching up on all my episodes of Supernatural.

The last couple of days had also included me wondering as to why Taeyong wouldn’t tell me who he was, would he think I’d hate him? – I didn’t. Maybe he thought I would be mad? – I mean let’s face it, I was mad but I was more sad that I was only finding out who he was now. We had been friends for years, I’d forgive him eventually anyway.. Just like I had done with Junmyeon, who I had also been spending more time with.

I hadn’t told him I knew who Taeyong was, and I doubted he knew. He probably didn’t even remember him, because if he knew who he was he probably wouldn’t let me go meet him.

Minseok and I had also talked, if wasn’t anything serious. He just told me that he was tired of “fighting” all the time. He wanted for us to get along, and it didn’t necessarily have to be as a couple. He told me to think about it and take my time, and later on would we start figuring things out.

Kyungsoo was getting more and more loose with each and every drink we shared at night, and I was surprised to say – he was actually pretty nice, once you got to know him at least. He didn’t have much of a sad backstory, like I had thought he would, he was just at the wrong place at the right time. He had met Junmyeon when he was at a shooting range, Junmyeon asked if he was looking for a job and surprisingly they went for there. At least that was what Kyungsoo had told me.

Currently most people were waiting for the groups to arrive, as the meeting would start in about an hour. Most groups would always arrive early, ready to just get everything started so they could leave again. Although today would be a bit different, as BTS had said they were being held up by something.

I sat in my room, waiting for the sound of a doorbell. My plan for today was to show Taeyong my photo album, hoping it would bring out a reaction. At first I thought about walking straight up to him and confronting him about it, but if I were to do that Junmyeon would never let me go with them anymore. So I decided to go for a subtle approach anyway, and try to play dumb.

As I went to sit down on my bed and grab my phone I heard the doorbell ring. Now was the time. I snatched the album from my bed and ran out of my room, ‘I got it!’ I exclaimed, practically shoving Tao aside as he walked over to the door. I heard him mumble something under his breath before his footsteps walked the other way. I opened the door, and my smile fell. It wasn’t NCT, it was GOT7.

‘I’ve never seen a smile fade so quickly, were you hoping to see someone else princess?’ Jinyoung asked as I stepped aside and let them in. ‘Perhaps Jackson?’ Yugmyeon smirked as he walked past me. ‘He threw me aside remember,’ I snapped, reminding him of what had happened. ‘And actually I was hoping to see Jimin, I missed his cute pink hair’ I shrugged, turning around and walking off.

Kris, who had heard and seen the interaction, walked over to them. The men greeted each other before Kris led them to the office. The other boys spared me almost none of their attention as they followed along, leaving me alone in the living room – besides the few others of EXO that had gathered in the kitchen.

I sat down on the couch and opened the album. The first few pictures were baby pictures of Junmyeon, from when before we had met obviously. The pictures were extremely fun to look at, his little chubby face and sweet smile were something that never failed to make me laugh.

After passing multiple pages I finally reached our “early years”, from when we were in kinder garden. My eyes fell on a picture of me and Junmyeon, it was a picture of us at a zoo. The both of us stood in front of the glass as we watched a bunch of lions walk around, when finally one came closer to have a look. In the picture you could clearly see the shock on our faces when the lion stopped in front of the glass and jumped up, scaring everyone near it.

In the second picture you could see me crying and Junmyeon on the floor, laughing. I could almost perfectly remember how scared I was at that moment, thinking the lion could get me. A small smile formed on my lips as I looked at the third picture, a familiar figure in the back of the picture, running over to us. Even though the figure was blurry, due to the camera being focused on me and Junmyeon, I could clearly make out Taeyong’s younger face.

This was when we had only just become friends, a trip to the zoo being a school trip to get to know each other. In the fourth picture you could see Junmyeon getting off the floor, and Taeyong pulling me in his arms after helping me up.

‘What are you smiling at?’ a voice suddenly spoke from behind me, making me jump and turn around – my smile now long gone. ‘God, stop that’ I snapped, moving to slap the person that had scared me. Ten stood behind me, now pretending to clutch his arm in pain. ‘Ouch, rude, and no it’s not him.. Just me, your favourite member of course’ he sassed as he moved to sit down next to me.

The sounds of footsteps behind me made me look over my shoulder. ‘Hey sweetheart’ Lucas smirked, walking over to sit down on a single seat. I internally gagged at his use of words as I watched Mark sit down on the seat’s armrest. Two I recognized as Taeil and Kun also joined us, Kun taking the seat next to Lucas as Taeil simply stood behind him.

‘But what were you looking at?’ Ten asked again, turning my attention back to him. ‘Just some old pictures’ I shrugged as I turned back to my album. Ten looked along with me, his eyes quickly scanning over the pictures.

‘Oh is this you?’ he cooed pointing at the second picture. As I nodded I felt someone lean over from behind me, their breath hitting the back of my neck. Jaehyun smiled at me as I turned around, ‘how the hell did you guys even get in?’.

‘The door was open’ Mark shrugged, letting me turn back to my album. ‘You were so cute here-’ Ten smiled, his eyes not leaving the picture. ‘-Not that you aren’t cute now’ he smirked as he looked up from the album. I simply rolled my eyes before turning to the next page.

I was looking over the pictures of me and my friends in the zoo when I heard Ten say something to Kun, but because he was talking in Chinese I couldn’t quite understand. But I didn’t have to speak the language to understand that they were clearing talking about Taeyong in the pictures, probably wondering if I maybe already knew.

‘Who are they?’ Jaehyun suddenly piped in from behind me, his hand moving past me to point at a picture. It was a picture of Junmyeon, Taeyong and I in front of the panda’s. ‘This is me, this is Suho and this is Tae’ I explained, making sure to refer to Junmyeon by his nickname.

‘Wait you’re telling me that this,’ Jaehyun started, pointing at Junmyeon, ‘is currently EXO’s leader?’. As I nodded Jaehyun let out a laugh, ‘who would’ve thought he was so cute back then’.

‘But who’s this?’ the man next to me asked, pointing at the younger version of Taeyong. ‘That?’ I asked, pretending to think about it. ‘Oh, that’s my friend Tae’ I suddenly spoke and from the corner of my eye I could see Mark and Taeil give each other a look.

‘He was my friend from kinder garden to high school’ I explained, Lucas now also looking over at us. ‘What happened?’ he asked and I could tell they were all curious to know what my answer would be. Had Taeyong not told them that we used to be friends? ‘I don’t know to be honest, we just.. grew apart I suppose’ as I remembered the past I couldn’t help but feel a bit sad. We used to be so close.

Jaehyun placed his hand on my shoulder, hoping to provide a bit of comfort, when I heard another pair of footsteps walk up to us. As I turned the page, the person sat down on the couch next to me. Speak of the devil and he shall appear, Taeyong sat down next to me on the couch, two drinks in his hands.

‘Thirsty?’ I laughed as I watched him get comfortable. ‘Not really, you?’ Taeyong smiled at me as he offered me the second drink, which I gladly accepted. ‘Thanks’ I returned his smile before taking a sip of the drink, it was just simple juice.

‘I could use a drink as well’ Lucas suddenly spoke up as he grabbed a flask from his jacket and took a sip. ‘Really Yukhei, now?’ Kun scolded him before slapping him shoulder, making Lucas almost drop the flask before quickly putting it back in his jacket. ‘What, you know these meetings make me thirsty’ he exclaimed, causing a soft laugh to escape my lips and it didn’t take long before I noticed Taeyong snickering next to me.

‘Ah, you’re cute when you laugh’ Ten suddenly spoke up, making Taeyong stop laughing as we both turned to look at him. As I thanked him Jaehyun let out a sigh behind me, ‘why can’t you say that when I compliment you?’. ‘Because when you do it it’s obnoxious’ I shrugged, noticing that Taeyong was still looking at Ten. Only when I leaned forward to place my drink on the table was when he stopped his glaring.

When I flipped to the next page I noticed Taeyong look along with me. When he noticed just what pictures I was looking at his breath caught in his throat. I didn’t want to show my smile, but on the inside I was grinning. As I looked over I pretended to look worried, ‘what’s wrong?’ I asked, now also getting the attention from his other group members. ‘Oh, u-uh, nothing’ he stuttered before quickly regaining his senses. I simply nodded and turned back to my book, folding over to the next page.

On the next page there were some pictures of the three of us hanging out at my home, we were building a pillow fort. Or well, they were building a pillow fort and I was doing absolutely nothing in the back of the picture. They worked so well back then, it used to be the three of us, and not me and my two male friends.

It became different around the time of college, and I now knew Junmyeon changed so much because he wanted to make a move on me. Perhaps back then Taeyong felt the same. I could tell he was looking along with me as I moved through the pages. Because I had seen these pages before I knew what we were getting to in the book, that one game of truth or dare, which is where I was dared to kiss Taeyong.

When the first pictures of that night started showing up I leaned forward to grab my drink. Kun, Taeil and Mark were softly chatting with each other, but looked over when I put the glass to my lips. They didn’t say anything but simply watched me drink before continuing their conversation. After putting the glass back I flipped to the next page.

And there it was, the picture of me kissing Taeyong. Well, I was only kissing his cheek but apparently that was a big deal, as you could see other kids laughing and clapping in the pictures. I heard Jaehyun let out a soft laugh behind me, his hand still on my shoulder.

From the corner of my eyes I could tell that Taeyong was smiling, as he probably remembered the moment. It wasn’t much, but I couldn’t help but let out a small snicker. ‘Is that your album?’ Lucas suddenly asked. ‘It is now, but it was made by someone else’ I responded, unsure if it was a good idea to say that it was made by Junmyeon’s mom.

I saw Taeyong move, as if he were to say something, but was cut off when the doorbell rang again. Jumping up, I handed the album to Taeyong and walked over to the door. As I opened the door I was greeted by Jackson’s smile. ‘Princess’ he exclaimed as I stepped aside to let him in. I could feel multiple eyes on me as Jackson pulled me in for a hug.

‘Ohh, someone’s jealous’ he whispered softly into my ear before breaking the hug. Just as I was about to turn around to see who was looking at us I felt a hand on my upper back. ‘Jackson Wang, I can’t believe people still invite you’ I heard Jaehyun say, his hand moving and now loosely resting against the small of my back.

‘I suppose people still want information’ Jackson shrugged, unbothered by the comment. ‘And we all pay him for it anyway’ another voice spoke, turning my attention back to the door. Yoongi walked over to stand next to Jackson, Jimin and Taehyung following behind.

‘But all for different reasons’ Jimin cut in, and I could feel Jaehyun ball his hand into a fist on my back. ‘Our reasons not being weaponry or cocaine’ Mark spoke, now joining the little huddle. ‘Ok, and that’s about enough for today-’ I started, turning around to face Jaehyun and Mark. ‘-Why don’t all of you go meet the others inside’, I spoke – referring to the office.

Before Mark was able to speak up and say anything Ten walked up to us and wrapped his arms around their shoulders, instantly pulling them close. ‘That sounds like a great idea Y/N, let’s go little babies’ he smiled before pulling both boys along with him.

As I turned back around Jackson was grinning at me, ‘aww princess, you didn’t have to stand up for me like that’. He pressed a hand to his heart, causing me to shake my head and laugh. ‘Again,’ I retorted, ‘and I didn’t do it for you, I just need some peace and quiet’.

‘Tell me about it’ Yoongi let out a sigh and turned to look at the two men next to him, who just smiled and shrugged. ‘I have no idea what you’re talking about’ Taehyung shrugged as Jimin let out a laugh. ‘I like your new hair by the way’ I admitted, turning to the younger member. ‘Oh thank you!’ Jimin smiled sweetly tilting his head in content.

We stood and chatted with each other for a little before Namjoon walked through the door, closing it behind him. So only four members of Bangtan were attending today. The moment Namjoon noticed us he walked over, his eyes on me. ‘Why don’t you guys head on inside, so I can have a moment with Y/N’ he spoke as soon as he reached us, and I noticed Jackson look up in surprise.

Yoongi, Taehyung and Jimin all turned to look at Jackson, who remained in his spot. ‘Oh, you’re ordering me to leave to’ Jackson spoke, as soon as he realized they wanted him to leave too. ‘You’re not even my boss, why am I listening to you’ he said more to himself as he turned around and walked away with the others three, leaving me alone with Namjoon.

‘I wanted to thank you-’ he started, my attention turning back to him. ‘Thanks to your info we were able to clear out our warehouse before anyone showed up’.

‘So hereby we are.. even’ as the words reached my ears a small smile formed. ‘No problem, and thank you too’. Our conversation ended here, as he nodded and excused himself.

I walked back to the table to grab my drink when I saw Kyungsoo walk towards the stairs before stopping midway. He turned to me, and simply waited, figuring I would follow him upstairs. ‘So no more debts?’ he asked as I walked over and nodded at him, ‘no more debts’.

As I was the doors to the office close, Kyungsoo and I walked up the stairs. Even though there was a comfortable silence I couldn’t help but want to ask something. ‘How do you feel about the plan?’ I asked, breaking the silence. Kyungsoo looked over in surprise before shrugging, ‘I’m not sure, I think they can’t be trusted and I doubt we will be able to ever do business with them’.

‘But I do hope that you’ll be safe, and are careful around them’, I could hear the worry in his voice – he didn’t trust them. ‘Don’t worry, I will’ I assured him and I saw his shoulders loose a bit of stiffness. ‘I know, but maybe we should train a bit before you leave’ he offered and I almost jumped in excitement before nodding.

I had been meaning to ask for training sessions with the boys, and this was the perfect opportunity to start. Due to my fighting lessons as a child I already knew most stuff, but I was very excited to see just how good some of these guys were, especially Kyungsoo or Kris.

‘Don’t laugh to soon, because I won’t go easy on you’ Kyungsoo smirked, causing me to purposely bump into him as we walked up the stairs. ‘Don’t you worry honey, I’m sure I can take it’ I sassed back, a laugh leaving his lips.

As we got closer and closer to Sehun’s room, the sounds of people walking around became clear, and the moment we got close the door opened and Jongin stepped outside. ‘Oh thank god you’re here, Sehun is having a panic attack and Yixing is downstairs’ he practically called out to us the moment he saw us.

Kyungsoo and I picked up our walking speed, he stopped in front of Jongin as I entered the room. Baekhyun sat in front of Sehun as he tried to calm him down, but failed miserably. ‘Do you want me to get Yixing?’ Kyungsoo asked. Sehun almost cried in despair and sunk further into his seat. It pained me to see him like this, so I did was I had to do and walked over.

‘Wait, give me a minute’ I called over, causing Baekhyun to look over his shoulder. As he saw me walk over he took a step aside, letting me move in front of Sehun. I kneeled down in front of him before placing one hand on his shoulder and the other on his chin, making him look at me. ‘Hey, it’s alright, I’m here. Sehun I need you to concentrate on your breathing, I’ll walk you through it’ I assured him before taking in a deep and loud breath.

‘Follow my breathing ok-’ I spoke, pushing the breath out. ‘Take a deep breath in’, I noticed Sehun try and follow. ‘And breathe out’, he pushed the breath out before letting out a small cough. ‘And again’ I continued, before following a steady rhythm with him.

‘You’re doing great Sehun, keep going’ I spoke in between breaths when I noticed his breathing almost following the pace.

‘I know that what you are feeling is scary, but you can do this. Let’s keep going, just a few more’ as I encouraged Sehun to keep going I heard Jongin and Kyungsoo walk in the room before closing the door. ‘Just a few more baby’ I spoke, forgotten about the others in the room.

Sehun closed his eyes as we took in another deep breath, before releasing it and grabbing my hand from his chin. ‘T- thank y-you’ he still stuttered, his breath not completely back to normal yet. ‘It’s alright, is there anything you need?’ I asked as he nodded and took another deep breath. ‘Water please’ he muttered followed by the release of the breath.

Before I could ask one of the boys to go get something I saw a glass appear from next to me. I grabbed the glass from whoever was holding it and handed it to Sehun. The glass was quickly taken from me as Sehun took a big gulp from it.

‘What happened?’ I heard Kyungsoo ask as I saw Baekhyun get up from next to me. ‘I accidentally broke one of his screens’ the man spoke and as I looked over my shoulder I indeed saw a big crack in one of the many screens.

‘For fucks sake, how did this happen?’ Kyungsoo continued and I could practically see Baekhyun shuffle from side to side while avoiding eye contact. ‘Jongin and I were just toying around, and I tripped..’ he explained, a deep sigh leaving both Kyungsoo’s and my lips.

As I felt Sehun squeeze my fingers I looked back at him, his eyes already open. I lifted my other hand from his shoulder before running my fingers through his hair, causing him to lean into the touch. ‘Thank you’ he spoke again.

‘It’s alright baby, are you feeling any better?’ I asked, making sure to lower my voice a bit. Sehun nodded before speaking up, ‘yes, I just freaked out when I saw the broken screen’.

‘That’s totally fine, but there’s nothing to worry about. We’ll get you a new screen ok?’ I asked, making Sehun think about it before simply nodding. I whipped away a few almost dry tears before pulling Sehun’s chair to the side, so the other boys could sit down and focus on the meeting.

Due to my movement Sehun must have thought I was getting up, so he quickly wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into him. ‘Please don’t go’ he whispered into my neck, his hand moving to the back of my neck.

‘I’m not going anywhere baby’ I confirmed from him and wrapped my arms around him. I propped myself up to sit more comfortably on my knees, all the while making sure not to pull away from Sehun. His warm, and sometimes so rapid breath, felt warm against my neck but as I continued moving my fingers through his hair I felt him calm down further.

The other boys had already gotten back to the meeting, but I could tell they still turned to watch us every now and then – just in case. The longer I stayed in this position, the more my knees started to hurt and now they were starting to ache. ‘Baby go lay down on your couch or bed for a moment ok? Mommy’s knees are starting to hurt’ I whispered into his neck, the words leaving my mouth before I could really realize what I just said.

Sehun nodded in my neck before slowly letting go of me, my hand falling out of his hair. I saw a small tint of red on his cheeks as he stood up and walked over to the couch. As he sat down I took his place in the chair, rolling over to him. ‘If you need anything just give a shout’ I smiled and leaned forward, pressing a kiss to his forward.

As I turned around to roll back I saw Jongin looking at us, a small smirk on his face. I was sure he hadn’t heard me call myself mommy, but he had obviously seen me kiss Sehun. ‘What?’ I said, faking a threatening tone. ‘Nothing’ he shrugged, a small smile leaving his lips.

Dear god, what was happening to me?

《▪︎》

The room we were sitting in was quiet. Sehun still laid on the couch while the rest of us sat on the chairs to look at the screens. The meeting was taking longer than expected, but luckily it was finally coming to an end.

The few members of BTS had already started gathering the few papers they had before getting up and wishing the others a good day. ‘There is still something I’d like to discuss with you’ Junmyeon said while turning to Taeyong, who was also starting to pack his things. ‘What for?’ he asked, the surprise evident in his voice.

‘Is it something interesting?’ Youngjae of GOT7 asked, leaning forward in his chair. ‘Well it’s none of your business, that’s for one’ Minseok returned annoyed, crossing his arms over his chest. ‘Because it’s about your girl?’ Bambam continued, making Minseok snap his head towards him.

‘Getting tired of her already?’Jinyoung smirked, now also cutting in. I could see and almost hear Junmyeon sigh before rubbing his forehead, his eyes once again meeting Taeyong, who simply nodded. ‘Don’t you have better things to do?’ Taeyong asked the other group and Jaebum nodded.

‘We do actually, so shut it-’ as their leader spoke to them they immediately grew quiet, ‘-and let’s give these men their privacy’. As the entire group grabbed their things and got up to leave only Jackson and the few members of NCT remained.

‘You too Mr. Wang’ Jaebum called out as he reached the door, looking back over his shoulder at the younger man. ‘Oh.. sure’ Jackson simply mumbled before getting up and walking after them. The room grew quiet, all eyes now on Junmyeon as he got up from his chair and moved to sit on the desk. ‘In a few days me and a few of the boys will be leaving to handle business elsewhere.. but unfortunately we can’t take Y/N with us-’, he started explaining but was quickly cut off.

‘Why not?’ Taeil asked, earning a look from Taeyong for interrupting the other. ‘Because it’s too dangerous, we don’t know what we’ll walk in to over there’ Kris spoke and Taeil simply nodded in understanding.

‘But due to certain things in the past we can’t afford to leave her here. So I’d like to ask you for a favour of sorts, if you’d take Y/N in for a few days’ Junmyeon finished and Mark’s eyes visibly grew wide. ‘Why us?’ Taeyong asked, leaning back in his chair. I could tell he was suspicious of the situation, and of course he had every right to be.

‘You weren’t our first choice, but Namjoon is too busy and we aren’t even going to bother with Jaebum. Jackson, well.. he’d probably like it too much. And besides, she seems to trust you’ Jun explained and even from this distance I saw Jaehyun smile. ‘What makes you think that?’ Ten cut in, luckily believing everything that was being said.

‘She showed you that album earlier right?’ Minseok asked, making him nod. ‘Inside are pictures of her childhood, which is something that’s she’s very secretive about, and let’s just say we haven’t even seen the pictures yet’.

‘Well excuse me, now he’s making me look like the bad guy! I haven’t shown anyone the pictures because nobody asked!’ I exclaimed turning to the three boys beside me. ‘He’s just saying that to grab their attention’ Jongin shrugged. ‘And I have shown it to Junmyeon’ I mumbled, getting up from my chair.

‘Where are you going?’ Kyungsoo asked, grabbing my hand. ‘Downstairs’, I replied and turned to Sehun, ‘is there anything you need?’. Sehun shook his head before I turned back to Kyungsoo. ‘Don’t worry I’m not leaving yet’ I smiled, as he nodded and let go of my hand.

Before leaving the room I looked back at the screen, to see the boys still discussing details. I walked out of the room, letting the door fall shut. But the shutting noise delayed a bit, before footsteps followed mine. Baekhyun hopped over next to me before throwing his arm over my shoulder. As I looked at him his lips formed into a big smile.

‘So.. Sehun is your baby now huh?’ he asked, a small groan leaving my lips as I pushed his stomach. ‘Aren’t you all my baby’s?’ As I returned his smile his eyes grew wide. ‘Don’t you wanna be my baby Baekhyunnie?’ I cooed, a short cough leaving his lips. ‘O-oh, no’ he stuttered in surprise before awkwardly lowering his gaze to the floor.

I decided to drop the topic, unsure if he was uncomfortable or not, as we now walked down the stairs in silence. His arm was still around my shoulder, making it a bit difficult to walk down the stairs. But when we reached the bottom he let go of me.

‘Hey, do you trust me?’ he asked as he reached the corner to walk into the living room. You could still hear Jackson’s voice as he spoke to whoever. ‘Sure’, as the words left my mouth Baekhyun moved to stand in front of me, causing me to stop before lowering through his knees a bit. ‘Hop on’ he simply said, and I decided to not question him and hop on his back. He walked the both of us to the corner before speaking up, ‘laugh’.

I tried to make the laugh sound as accurate as possible as we rounded the corner and passed the meeting room. Because the windows in the door were covered with a certain shielding you weren’t able to look inside, but they were able to see our silhouettes. So they would clearly be able to see me sitting on someone’s back and laughing.

We had only just passed the doors when I heard them open behind us. Baekhyun walked us to the table in the living room before setting me down. My album laid on the table, still open on one of the pages but not one I had showed the boys earlier. I walked over to grab it from the table when I heard my name being called. My eyes quickly scanned over the page as I lifted the album up.

It was a picture of me and Taeyong. We posed for the picture being taken, my arms were wrapped around his waist as he pulled me into his side. The both of us smiled for the picture, and we actually looked happy. Was this the last picture Taeyong had looked at?

‘Y/N’, someone called again and this time I actually looked up, closing the album. ‘Did you hear the good news?’ Lucas grinned as he walked over. I simply shook my head, holding the album close to my chest – because apparently I was very fond of it.

‘We’re going to have a sleepover at our place!’ he exclaimed and I almost jumped back in surprise, due to his excitement. ‘What? When?’ I pretended to be surprised, now noticing the other members also walk up to us, along with Junmyeon and Minseok. ‘When the boys and I leave for our trip, we arranged for you to stay with them’ Junmyeon explained, moving over to stand next to me as he placed his hand on my upper back.

‘Oh, ok’ I muttered, giving Taeyong a faint smile. ‘Don’t worry, I’ll make sure they are on their best behaviour’ Taeyong spoke, nodding his head at Lucas and Jaehyun.

‘Aren’t I always?’ Jaehyun asked, causing Ten to shake his head. ‘No’.

‘And we’ll make sure you have a great time’ Mark smiled, just as excited as Lucas. I hadn’t expected all of them to be this excited for this. Some of them yes, but not all of them.

‘When will you be leaving?’ Kun asked, turning to Junmyeon. ‘The day after tomorrow’ was his answer, surprising even me. I didn’t know they would be leaving so soon, I only had a day left to pack some stuff before I was being sent off.

I nodded at their words before looking over at Jackson, who did definitely not seem happy about hearing the news. He wasn’t able to say anything about it though, because he was quickly ushered out by Kris.

‘We should get going’ Taeil started as he looked down at his watch, ‘we still have other things to do’. As Taeyong nodded at this the other boys said their goodbye’s. ‘See you soon!’ Ten smiled and waved at me. I returned his gesture as I watched all the boys walk to the door, leaving me with Junmyeon and Minseok.

As I turned to look at them a small yawn left my lips, before remembering my earlier conversation with Kyungsoo. ‘Oh hey, I was talking with Soo earlier and we thought it was a good idea for me to take a few fighting lessons with him’, I started and quickly saw Junmyeon’s face contort into a grimace. ‘Just so I’ll be able to defend myself if needed’ I quickly added, making him turn to look at Minseok, who just shrugged and nodded. ‘Sounds like a good idea to me, to be honest’.

‘Ok, but I’ll talk to Kyungsoo about it first’ Junmyeon said, making me nod. I was already happy to be getting lessons to begin with, so this was a good start.

‘You should start packing a suitcase too, it’ll look weird if they pick you up without one’ Minseok started and I practically immediately started walking to the stairs to go to my room. ‘I’ll start right now!’ I called back to them, not bothering to wait for an answer as I walked into the hallway.

After walking into my room I grabbed the first bag I could find before placing it on the bed, putting the album down next to it. As I started looking through my closet for some clothing I let my mind wander for a bit.

So tomorrow I had fighting classes with Kyungsoo, and the day after I would be leaving to spend a few days with NCT. Everything went exactly according to plan..

Right?

#nct smut #nct imagine #exo smut #exo imagine #exo mafia au #nct mafia au #mafia au #au #mafia #sweet but psycho

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jiminsasscracck · 7 years

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Cold Hearted Blood {BTS AU! Part VI}

BTS MAFIA (& STRIPPER) AU

[Masterlist] (Previous chapter) Part 6 (Next chapter)

Genre: Drama/fluff/smut/angst

Words: 3077

Admin: Admin Sky

Summary: It was time for Hell Month, as young women in your city called it. Men from different mafias tries to find the prettiest out of the prettiest, the best out of the best, the perfect woman - to trade to another mafia that doesn’t live near your city.

You knew that going out during Hell Month was risky, but staying inside and not going out during nights drove you crazy. That’s why there is a strip club down the street, where the mafia can’t come in. Kinda.

Yoongi cracked a smirk, as he leaned over Namjoon’s brown desk. He used his finger to push at the glass going toward Namjoon’s mouth, making the alcohol spill from his lips and down his chin.

“Yoongi!” Namjoon spat out, and quickly removed the shot glass from his lips. He used a napkin to remove the alcohol dropping down his chin while Yoongi just laughed. Yoongi is good with alcohol - trust him, he is. But he just had six shots out of vodka, something was happening to him.

Hoseok sat at the couch, the alcohol hitting him hard. He was laughing, flirting with Jin who gently sipped on his own alcohol. Jin and Namjoon were the only ones not totally wasted - yet.

“Daaaamn, why do you make me so horny?” Hoseok slurred out. Jin spat his alcohol out and quickly stood up from the couch.

“Not... idiot. Not you”, Hoseok mumbled out when he met Jin’s panicked gaze. “I was taaalking about our little girl (Y/N). Man, I miss her. How many years was it since EXO took her? Two years? Three?”

“Half an hour, you idiot”, Jin sassed back, and slowly sat back down at the couch. When Hoseok mentioned your name both Jin and Namjoon became awfully quiet, while Yoongi just groaned something out.

None of them wanted to send you away. They had totally forgotten about it, until the phone rang. Namjoon, Yoongi and Jimin were the only ones in the room as Namjoon slowly picked up the phone.

“We’ll be there tonight. We don’t care if she has ever broken bone broken - we are coming.” That was exactly what Junmyeon had told Namjoon over the phone, before he clicked him. And that made Namjoon, Yoongi and Jimin realize, you were not supposed to stay here. You belonged to them; EXO.

The sad news made them all a bit sad, even Yoongi. You could see it on him, as he nibbled his lower lip in frustration. All the boys were happier with a woman in the house, no doubt about that. You would clean after them, wash their clothes and even offer Namjoon a so called “tea time”, where the two of you drank tea together.

Namjoon thought you wanted to force something out of him - that was the reason you always spent time with him. But you never asked him something personal; you talked to him as if he were your friend. You told him about this boy you used to have a crush on, what you once did on a party, all that stuff. And Namjoon felt nothing but pain to send you away.

Jimin was also sad - he was the one who tricked you. You would never know the truth - that Jimin cried as EXO took you. You will forever think BTS still wanted you to go away. Thanks to all of these reasons, nobody wanted to talk about you.

“Hey, why did you even kick all the girls out before?” Hoseok slurred out, obviously to Namjoon. “Like, just because SF9 took your girl it doesn’t mean they would take ours, but since you are a living asshole you just had to-”

Jin quickly threw a pillow on Hoseok, to make him shut up. Namjoon’s eyebrow twitched a little, as he turned around in his chair to look at Hoseok. Hoseok would only dare to finish that sentence.

“Hobi~” Yoongi laughed out, and leaned his elbow on Namjoon’s office desk. “You wanna lose your balls man?”

Hoseok pushed the pillow away from his face, and burped loudly. Jin immediately got disgusted, and once again stood up from the couch.

“Man, I don’t know. Like (Y/N), she could have treated us all so nice~”

Namjoon grabbed the glass so hard his knuckles went white. He was mad at Hoseok - for mentioning his past lover and you. He didn’t wanna hear your name, he was drinking to forget. He wanted all of the anxiety to leave his shoulders, but when he heard your name over and over again it only got worse. To imagine what EXO would do to you - he was disgusted.

“It’s fucking over now”, Namjoon finally spat out. “Go put your dick in Yoongi instead. You are satisfied as long as it is a hole.”

“Hey”, the oldest said, as he noticed the two 94 liners become more intense with each other. “Stop.”

Jin’s words disappeared in the room of alcohol. Hoseok stood up from the couch and carefully started to walk toward Namjoon.

“Why are you so fucking triggered? Was it because... Maybe you actually got the chance to make her feel pleasure?”

Namjoon grabbed his drink and threw it at Hoseok. He couldn’t control his anger anymore - stop mentioning you. He couldn’t take it. Even though Hoseok was drunk, he did not like the feeling of alcohol on his skin. Yoongi was watching closely as Jin gulped down his saliva.

The sound of Namjoon’s telephone ringing stopped Hoseok to throw a fist at Namjoon. That and also Jin, who watched the two of them as a hawk.

Namjoon snorted as he pulled up his phone, but it turned to a frown as he saw who was calling.

“Yeah?” he answered - his voice calming down a bit. In less than five seconds his eyes widened, and he gasped.

“What?! Oh my- Jin! Get the maknae line, we are out of here!”

The car ride was painful. It was awkward, the air was thick, and nobody talked. If they did, they pretend as if you were not there. They talked about another girl they had at their house, which they shot. How ‘her tits fell out as she died.’ It made you uncomfortable, really uncomfortable.

You knew what was going to happen when you reached the end of this road. They would use you as their own little fuck buddy, and when you couldn’t take it anymore they would shot you and ‘Make your tits fall out.’ At this point you had accepted your fate; this was your entire fault. You went out during Hell Month.

You knew the secret behind Hell Month. The society thought the mafia gets stronger, but that is not true. The truth is that the police get weaker, and that is why the mafia seems stronger. In fact, the mafia doesn’t change at all. The society just thinks so.

Well this truth would never be known, you were on your way to your own death. Your tears stayed inside you, all the pain your heart felt stayed inside you. You’ll die at the end, no matter what, you don’t need to fight.

BTS betrayed you. No, no they didn’t. They did what they were supposed to do, send you to EXO. And they did. But after two, almost three weeks with each other you thought that they maybe liked you. You helped them with a mission; you took care of them, why did they send you away? You thought you were so close to them - but you were not. ‘Watch out for snakes’ Tamy always told you. ‘When they bite you it’s too late.’ Well, BTS took a big bite out of you and left you.

“Sweetheart you are extremely quiet”, Baekhyun snickered, and rested his hand on your thigh. You looked at him through the corner of your eyes, before you looked back out of the window.

“Let her be, Baekhyun”, Jongin said, and turned around to look at the two of you in the backseat. Baekhyun just giggled, before he removed his hand to put an arm around your shoulders.

“You are so boring”, Baekhyun pouted. “Well, I don’t. We’ll have plenty of time back home~”

This made you wanna throw up. You felt like a useless piece of crap, because you couldn’t do anything. What could you do? Scream, and risk getting raped right here right now? You won’t risk anything.

“Who do think will use her first?” Jongin playfully said, and once again turned around to see Baekhyun. Baekhyun put his index finger on his cheeks and hummed.

“Hm... I don’t know... Kyungsoo maybe? I don’t know.”

And there they went. They talked about you as if you were not there, an object. Something with no feelings, something that didn’t feel any emotions. And you just felt so disgusted; you didn’t wanna stay with them. Not only because they belonged to the mafia - the way they acted in general made you sick.

Jongin turned back in his seat, and you stared out of the window. The road was quiet, with trees and forest around it. You didn’t know how much time was left before you reached the hell hole, but you defiantly started to feel a bit tired. So tired you started to imagine a flashlight in the reflection if the window.

Eh, hold up a second. You weren’t imagining - that was for real. You rubbed your eyes, and the flashlight behind the car you sat in was still there.

The guy driving the car - Junmyeon you believed he was named, suddenly frowned. He looked on the rearview mirror, and then he gasped a bit. He put his foot flat down on the gas pedal, making both you and Baekhyun get pressed against the seat.

“Ya, hyung-!”

“We are being followed”, he said, panic behind his voice. You quickly turned around in your seat, and looked out of the glass. Was it... BTS? Did they come to get you? A wave of happiness went through your body. It could be them. Maybe they started to regret? You had started something with Jimin, you knew that. The two of you kissed, and it wasn’t just a kiss. It was something much more behind it.

A gunshot echoed through the silent night, and the window you looked out of shattered. A bullet landed right beside your head, making you almost faint thanks to the shock.

“Fuck, they are shooting”, Jongin yelled out, before he took his own gun out. He passed it over to Baekhyun, who could now shoot through the shattered window.

“Is it BTS?” you whispered out. You couldn’t see the car yourself - afraid of being killed you, laid flat down on the backseat.

“Nah baby”, Junmyeon said, as he did a sharp turn to the left, so he drove through the woods. “Monsta X.”

Monsta X? Never heard of them before. Who were all of these mafias?! Looks like EXO and Big Bang are not the only big mafias out here.

A hard and heavy object landed on top of the car. You thought it was a stone or something - since Junmyeon drove on a road in the woods. But you heard a faint sound out of ‘beep, beep.”

You didn’t even need to tell Junmyeon this, he quickly stopped the car - making Baekhyun fly forward and through the other mirror, in the front. He rolled on the car, and landed on the ground.

“Quickly, there is a bomb!” Junmyeon said to you and Jongin. The three of you flew out of the car, before it was too late. Monsta X was only some meters behind, and they would soon reach you all. Would they believe you if you said you were not from EXO - or did not work for EXO? From what you have seen it looked like they did not like EXO that much.

A wave out of warm, burning air hit you back as you stepped away from the car, making you fly toward the trees. You let out a small scream, the pain along your backside killing you. Branches in fire flew around in the woods, and it did not shook you when the trees started to also catch fire.

“Where is (Y/N)!” you heard an angry voice scream in the forest. And you did the only think you could think of - run.

After not moving for half an hour your legs did not corporate with you, but soon got a hang of it. You pushed yourself through the trees, not only running away from the criminals but also the forest fire starting. You could smell the horrible scent of trees burning, and big flames hitting each other. Behind all that - gun shots.

Tears, after such a long time, streamed down your face. You finally understood that you have a possibility to live, and you need to make the right choices. One wrong step and you have lost everything.

The fire spread faster than you though, and was soon ahead and around you. A burning tree fell down right in front of you feet, almost hitting you. You didn’t leave a second behind, you choose another way.

“Hey, you!” A voice called after you. You did not recognize that voice at all, which must mean it is someone from Monsta X. ‘Make no mistakes.’ Instead of turning around, you sprinted faster than you ever could - footsteps now behind you.

The worst thing that could ever happen happened, you came to an end. The forest you where in had a huge abyss. The ground split in two, and you couldn’t reach the other side. You couldn’t jump down either, you would die.

You felt your vomit tickle down your throat as you started to panic again. You just ran through a burning forest, a car exploded on your back, everything hurt. And you still end up like this - you being the weak one.

A boy made himself visible in the dark night, the fire flashing his face. He had brown hair with brown eyes, black clothes, black beanie and of course, a gun. He tilted his head as he saw you, and walked a bit closer.

“You... You are not from EXO, are you?”

His voice was dark. It sounded soft, with a hint of confusion. He must have thought you were an EXO member, right? He won’t shoot, right?

Another boy came up behind that one, with pink hair. He also tilted his head as he saw.

“What the fuck Changkyun, she isn’t a he!” the one with pink hissed, and elbowed the one with beanie - Changkyun.

Changkyun sighed, and shrugged his shoulders. “Well, she looks like a boy from behind. Come on, let’s get out of here.”

That’s it. They weren’t going to kill you? You couldn’t help but smile. Okay, you were stuck in this forest, but you could somewhat find your way out. You could be free again.

The one with pink loaded his gun, and suddenly he was aiming at you.

“She has seen too much”, he snicked out. “And, I believe you are (Y/N)? I heard someone call you~ I guess you mean a lot for them, heh?”

You gulped, and looked around for a solution. You couldn’t run away, he would shoot you. You didn’t have your own weapon either, what could you do? Well, you could do one thing.

You slowly backed your feet up against the abyss. This was the only choice; it was water at the bottom. It would catch you, you knew it.

“Wait, (Y/N)”, Changkyun repeated. “Didn’t Yoongi-”

Yoongi? They knew Yoongi? They knew BTS?

He said it too late, your body was already falling backwards. You saw Changkyun and he pink haired gasp loudly as you fell down. It didn’t take long for your body to get evolved in something cold and wet.

You tried to swim up, but your body was numb from the fall. The stream pushed you around, as if you were a little doll, putting you down under water.

You could see two blurry persons lean over the edge, watching you as the fire behind them lit them up. And then they ran away.

The water pushed you up, and you could finally breathe. Your lugs were burning like the forest, and you pulled your hair back to see anything. The stream only went faster and faster, trying to pull you down under water again.

You tried to grab a stone - anything, to get out of the water. You tried to hold on onto the stonewall, but your hands were too weak to get an actual grip.

You spat some water out of your mouth, and your eyes scanned around the water to find something. You saw this really big branch floating in the water, and started to swim toward it. Every time you breathed in your lugs started to sting, and so did your throat.

Bloody hands grabbed onto the branch, and you leaned your upper body onto of it. The first time you just fell face first back into the water, but the second time you could balance yourself.

With cold water up in your nose you snorted some of it out, and took deep breathes. Things only started to move faster and faster - as leafs and small branches in the black water. You pulled your hair back once again, and looked where you were going - and why you started to move so fast. And soon enough, you got your answer.

You gasped loudly, and jumped off the branch. You started to fight against the stream, trying to get away from the death machine you were about to face. But of course the stem of a waterfall is stronger than a small tiny human being.

Before you knew it you fell backwards, water pushing you down in such strength that when you hit the water under the waterfall your body decided to let your system rest.

“Wake up.”

A small little tap on your cheek.

“I won’t kiss you.”

“Kihyun, I think you have to.”

“I dare you to say that one more fucking-”

“No, not like that hyung. You know, push air into her lungs.”

Something heavy pushed itself against your stomach, but you felt nothing come out. You were slowly losing your consciousness, falling into the deepest sleep you have ever been in. Even when you felt soft lips press against yours, in attempt to push air into your lungs you body was already shutting itself down.

You heard a faint sound of ‘ring, ring’ and a way too familiar voice.

“Yeah?”

Namjoon? Was he here? You didn't know, you couldn’t open your eyes. You were freezing to death, nothing helped.

“Hi, it’s me, Kihyun. Your girl just jumped down from an abyss. Come take her before she loses all hope. She is just as cold as a cold hearted blood.”

#bts #bts mafia #admin sky #cold hearted blood #bts gang au #bts scenarios

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imagine-wannaone · 7 years

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Ha Sungwoon Hogwarts Au

For a very sweet anon, Sungwoon~

•The two of you sat together on the train your first year, • You just sat opposite each other in silence for a while but then you decided there was no point in staying aloof so started chatting, • You where both half bloods with too much sass so you got on like a house on fire, • You where sorted into Ravenclaw (Like your mother), •Sungwoon was sorted into Slytherin, • (Ngl, it took me forever to decide whether he was Slytherin or Gryffindor), • He’s from a family of Gryffindor though, and they’re all behind the times so they think it’s a tragedy, and they’re not afraid to tell their son that, • You watched Sungwoon as you ate and he seemed very detached, • You’re supposed to head back in groups but you wondered off to see if he was okay and you found him crying his eyes out alone in some corridor, • You wraped him in a little hug and hand him all the tissues you had on you, • You sometimes surprise yourself with how prepared you are, • He couldn’t get over the fact he’s a Slytherin, that his family will disown him, that he’s evil, • You sigh and plop down next to him, ready for a chat™ • “Sungwoon, you know they’re not evil at all, right? My dad was a Slytherin,” • “My parents said they where all bad, I’m not sure I can do this,” • You couldn’t make him optimistic, but you consoled him a little, and set it your job to show him how great all the houses are, especially Slytherin, • You show him Slytherins are actually just dorks that get excited every-time they see the giant squid swim past their common room, • You two are as thick as thieves, hardly ever seen without each other, • Ravenclaws are known to be a little outside of the box, but Sungwoon accepts you despite your odd quirks, • Like your near obsession with the stars, your common room being in the sky the view is crystal clear, • He tells you the password to his common room whenever it changes and everyone in Slytherin knows you, • They call you their ‘honorary raven baby’ • You blush every time but secretly love it, • You chat easily to Slytherins, as you’re probably quite a bit like them (it took the sorting hat a good 3 or 5 minutes to decide your house), • Ravenclaws also love Sungwoon, • “It’s Y/N and our snake child again, someone please wrap them in blankets before they do anything dangerous,” • But you also destroy all of the preconceived ideas Sungwoon had about Ravenclaw, • “What did you write about for our last transfiguration essay, y/n?” • “ I haven’t done any homework in 2 months I don’t even know what we where supposed to do,” • “How the hell do you get away with it?Aren’t Ravenclaws good at this stuff?” • “Everyone assumes we’re goodie two shoes, we use that to our advantage, we’re good at what we want to be good at,” • The whole of Ravenclaws teamwork is scary (you all learn from the doorknocker to work as one) and it rubs of on Sungwoon, so you two work in such a natural way it’s terrifying, • In fact, the two of you are dangerous anyway, • With your Ravenclaw quick wit and Sungwoon’s sass and shade, you two make the ultimate team, • Like “Oh shit, the savage it’s radiating off of them,” • But mainly just roasting each other really, • But also totally honest and deep with each other late at night, like you’ve definitely told each other your deepest secrets, but you’re also complete goofs

• “I told you the answer to number 25 was Merlin’s ass and you actually wrote it?”

• “Honestly, what else am I going to put?” • Constantly defending eachother, • You’ve lost count of how many gryffindor’s you’ve hexed who said Sungwoon was a traitor, • (They honestly put a bad name to gryffindor), • You’re not sure ,but you’ve heard of multiple rumors on how Sungwoon doesn’t hold back if anyone talks shit about you in any way at all, • Dream team :’) • It’s freezing in the Slytherin doorms in winter so you bring tonnes of blankets to the Syltherin common room and you have sleepovers with them all where you play massive group games of things like mafia or Chinese whispers, • Sungwoon’s parents officially disowned him and your parents don’t hesitate a second when you ask for him to come round on the holidays, • He’s your parents second child but they always tease the two of you about being a perfect couple, • It’s one of the moments where you squeal “muuuuum~” and usher a blushing Sungwoon away, • They always get him cute Christmas presents and you can tell how much it means to Sungwoon to have a supportive family, • Your dad also helps him to realise how great Slytherins are and He’s completely at home after a year and embracing being a slytherin,

• (Although he occasionally gets homesick and you’re on hand with chocolate and shoulder to lean on), • You’re in your fifth year, heading back to Hogwarts on the train, getting some first years to play hide and seek against you when you realise you may have a huge crush on your best friend, • You watch the first years search for the two of you as you press together under a bench, • You’d created a trap door to roll into the next compartment if they came in, it wasn’t exactly cheating, • Slytherins and Ravenclaws can get competitive and strategic about anything, honestly, • You can feel Sungwoon’s breathing, you back pressed against his chest and your heart does a little Irish dance, • It’s when you know you’re gone, a total sucker, • You guys are kind of close as friends anyway, • Cuddles and draped over each other, laid in each others laps, napping under the same blankets, • No one questions it because you’ve always been like that, • So now you feed off of those little moments, • You’re entering the Slytherin common room, • No one even bats an eye anymore, • You’re no longer a baby but you’re still called 'Honorary raven baby’, especially by the 7th and 6th years, • You’re heading up the stairs to Sungwoon’s room when you stop dead, • Sungwoon’s chatting to his closest friend in Slytherin, Lai Gualin, a quiet boy who you think could put his cunning to good use and have some fun with you and Sungwoon by the end of the year, • “I just don’t want to ruin our friendship, you know,” Sungwoon’s voice jumps across the rock of their room, • “You just have to trick her into confessing first,” Lai gualin, a typical Slytherin- it makes you smile, • “How am I to know if she does or doesn’t like me back though?” • “Sungwoon, you know, she knows, the whole school knows, god, you already act like a badass couple, it’s only a few words separating you,” • Now you’re a Ravenclaw, you’re know for your wit, acceptance and intelligence, • You can pretty much decipher they’re talking about you, • And boy is Gualin underestimating you, trick you into confessions? • hA, • But now you have a dilemma, • Do you play the waiting game to see what Sungwoon does, or do you storm in there right now and kiss the life out of him, • Not literally I mean that is forbidden magic, • You devise a quick plan, with an unsure ending but what will be will be, • You wait in the common room, telling some first years the time you got peeves to play a prank on McGonagall with you, but then she hit back, flour bombing you because she’s McGonagall and a badass, • “The moral of the story, kids, don’t mess with McGonagall,” • Even though that’s a given, • Sungwoon and you meet at the staircase of the west wing after the curfew because all the teachers give you the benefit of the doubt, and you race him up the stairs, • He wins, even though you’ve spent over 5 years racing up that tight spiral staircase, • True magic, • Although he gets stuck at the door, of course, •You usually just tell him to find another Ravenclaw, or just use the knocker ???? how had no one else ever thought of that??? • “You can see me in water but I never get wet,” • “A reflection, come on, step up your game doorknocker,” • You’re renowned in your house for being the go to person if you’re stuck at the door, riddles are your forte, • You got Everyone to desert the common room, because everyone ships you- they’ll probably be listening though let’s be real, • The two of you sit on the windowsill, staring at the stars, completely at ease with how high you are, • You cast a patronus, all part of your plan, • A Deerhound comes racing out of your wand, dancing across the night sky, shortly joined by the shining silver light of a beautiful lynx, slinking it’s way across the sky, • “What do you think of?” You lean your head back to stare at the twinkling lights, • “I think of you, and all the times we’re together and when you make my heart beat faster than it should” Bingo, • You grin at his Rosy cheeks, his eyes looking into the distance, although you know they’re not really looking, • “That’s Funny, because I think about you too,” • His eyes snap to you and you lean across to place your lips on his gently, the warmth spreading though your body, • It’s a feat you don’t fall off the ledge, but Sungwoon wraps an arm around your waist and you fall back together into a padded stool, • His hands ghost up your back and you shiver, • But you stop there, because your housemates are probably listing, I mean Ravenclaws thirst for knowledge doesn’t end at gossip, • “Listen, I really like you,” • “Sungwoon, you think I don’t know?” • The couple of Hogwarts I’m not even kidding you’re iconic, • Ravenclaw and Slytherin bonding through your bond, it’s becomes less and less surprising to see Ravenclaws in the Slytherin common room and vice versa, • Dates watching the stars always, under blankets and with a mini midnight picnic and using each others warmth, • You’re parents don’t even blink an eye when you tell them, you dad handing your mum five galleon’s, • You’re not the only Competitive two™ • You’re still the dream team though, just with more frequent PDA, because if you think the two of you really care about what people think, you’re wrong, • Trying to quickly get into your common room because everyone is out and you want some time to yourselves and the knocker is a pain, • “What has a heart but no other organs?” • “I swear to god if you don’t open this door right now we will kick you down ourselves, have you seen my boyfriend thighs?” • Damn right that thing opens, • Sungwoon pushes you to go further, (not that you need that much of a push), so the two of you constantly blow people’s minds in what you achieve, • Basically a very mischievous and successful relationship to compete and win over anyone else,

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narika-a · 7 years

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Rumours

Mafia AU

Word count: 1009

A/N 1: At the ending of last school year I was a little bit idgaf and missed a lot my lessons and so even this year a lot of my classmates and even some teachers began suspecting that maybe I’m in some shady business as I don’t really like telling people what I’m doing… So yeah, long story short quite a few people believe I’m friends with the wrong people or that I’m doing something illegal, I find this hilarious, so that’s why I wrote this short story…

“Shit.” you mumbled to yourself

You were bleeding. A lot. Or so it seemed to you. But you never wanted for it to end up this way. It all started as a joke, why did anyone even make a big deal out of it?

“In pain?”

A black haired man was standing in front of you. He was wearing a black classy suit. Somehow even this appearance sent shivers down your spine.

“You know everything would have been much easier if you just told me in the beginning where the drugs were.”

This situation was so bad it’s funny. You taught for a while how to answer. You have been telling him the truth from the start but of course he wouldn’t believe you, who would. Stupid. You were so stupid to even start this game.

“As I told you before, I don’t know. Or more like there aren’t even any drugs, how many times do I have to say it?” you told him through gritted teeth.

A sharp pain went through your body again.

“How about you stop talking nonsense and wasting my time and just tell me where they are.”

“Maybe I would if you stopped kicking me when I’m already down!” you shouted in pain.

It was not working. This torturing was going too far. You were still shocked as it is that he shot you. You were thinking about a way out of this but strength was already starting to leave your body.

“Oh no, you don’t get to pass out on me before you tell me” he put his fingers on your chin and made you look at him.

But at this point you were too tired. “Whatever” you thought. It’s not like you have a plan or anything and it’s too late to explain that none of that story is true. He wouldn’t listen anyway. You looked him in the eyes. They were so dark but no anger or anything like that in them. Actually there was no expression on his face at all. You wondered what he was thinking. With all the strength that you had you smacked his hand away from your face.

“Do not touch me.”

“I think you don’t understand the situation you’re in right now.” he told you standing up, still looking at you.

“I do actually,” you said. “And it’s so funny that this has been going on for so long that everyone really started to believe me and I even got myself involved with the real things!” you started laughing.

That caught him a little bit off gourd but he didn’t let it show on his face. He sighed. I think it was about time he was done with you. He started pacing back and forth in the room.

“Ah, you’re a pain. What should I do with you?”

“How about you believe me and just leave me alone?”

“Nope, can’t do that. You see I have heard how good you are with words.”

“Great. Just great.” you thought. He knows another lie about you. Well it was not exactly a lie, you were pretty good with coming up with stories. Actually really good, so good that everyone around you believed you even though you were bluffing all this time. At first you found it funny but later on you just couldn’t drop the act but now see where this got you.

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?” he asked in a harsh tone.

You didn’t realize but while being lost in thoughts you stared straight at him. Okay. Don’t panic. You’re not afraid. Well you were but of course you can’t show it.

“I have eyes, so can’t I?”

Good job. You did not want to sass him. Why did out of all the possible answers you told him that. You waited in silence for him to say something. A small smirk appeared on his face.

“Okay, I see there’s no point from me to talk to you anymore because you clearly don’t feel intimidated. I think I should bring you to someone who will make you talk.”

He started approaching you. Still holding your wound you tried standing up from the wall and get something to protect yourself.

“And now you suddenly want to fight? Why not do it earlier?”

You did not say anything because even though you wanted to just kick him and go you did not have the strength anymore. You watched as he approached you and just threw you over his shoulder. He signalled the other men you even forgot were in your room to open the door. You tried punching or doing anything really but you couldn’t even see clearly. Did you really lose that much blood? He went for the stairs and took you out through the back. It was dark but of course he couldn’t risk someone seeing you. He placed you in the trunk and shut it. You tried your best to stay awake but you were tired and just done with everything, so you close your eyes not knowing if you will ever open them again.

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But you did. You were surprised by the sight as you slowly opened your eyes. You were in a hospital. A nurse came to check on you.

“Oh, you’re awake!”

“Wher-“

“No need to worry. You’re in the Phoenix Private Hospital.”

Good. You were still in the city.

“That was some nasty accident, we’re glad you’re okay now. It will still be some time till you recover but we will take good care of you.”

“Accident?”

“Yes, don’t you remember? Oh dear, I will call the doctor, I hope you don’t have a concussion.” the nurse said as she quickly left the room.

Oh you do remember. But it was no accident. Why would she even say that? As you were pondering silent steps could be heard outside. You looked up expecting the man from the night before to enter the room. It was not him though.

“Yoongi.” you hissed.

“Well good morning to you too.”

~ I turned this one shot into a series you can read it here -> Part 1 ~

A/N 2: Thanks for reading! Also sorry for any grammar mistakes I may have missed. I may continue this or make a series out of this if inspiration strikes me again and if anyone would be interested 😂

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harryhooksgazebos267 · 4 years

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Broken Trust~Part 8

Paring: Bang Chan x reader; Mark Tuan x reader(arranged marriage)

Genre: Mafia au, angst, little bit of everything honestly

Warnings: Cursing, mafia life and shizzle

MASTERLIST

After Chan left, Jisung entered your room and the two of you basically caught up with each other and told dumb stories.

“So then Felix chased us around the house screaming put some more, put some more while spraying us with whipped cream. Let’s just say Chan wasn’t too happy when he came home,” Jisung explained while the two of you died of laughter. All of a sudden, you heard a really loud bang downstairs, causing the two of you to jump.

“What the fuc-”

“BLACKPINK IN YOUR AREA,” Four voices yell at the top of their lungs.

“Oh my god!!” You squealed while you rushed to the door.

“Hey slow down! You don’t even know where you’re going.”

“ Touché, hurry up old man, we don’t got all day now.”

“What’s that sunny?” Jisung asked in a fake old man voice.

“Shut up,” You laughed out as you grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the room. He lead you down into the living room where you saw all the boys and, the most important part, Blackpink! Jennie was the first to notice your presence.

“Oh my god Y/n!” She exclaimed with a large smile rushing over to hug you.

“It’s been too long!”

“You’re telling me,” She joked as the two of you pulled away. You then turned to hug Jisoo, Rosé, and Lisa.

“How have you been?” Rosé asked.

“I’ve been alright, got kidnapped but other than that I’m doing just fine.”

The four of them gave you a puzzled look.

“Who kidnapped you?” Lisa asked.

“They did?” You questioned, equally confused as to why they thought you were here willingly.

“Okay kidnapped is a strong word,” Seungmin defended.

“Yeah, it has a bad connotation,” Jeongin agreed.

“Well what else would you call it?” You questioned.

“A friendly get together?” Jeongin suggested.

“There is nothing friendly about Hyunjin’s attitude,” You remarked causing him to roll his eyes.

“I can’t believe you kidnapped her,” Jennie scolded while staring at Chan causing him just to shrug in response.

“Again, really strong word to use.”

“Seungmin, we kidnapped her,” Chan deadpanned.

“Dumbasses,” Jennie whispered causing you to snort.

“What about you guys? How have you been?”

“We’ve been good! Kicking ass and looking good while doing it, you know, the usual,” Jennie said while flipping her hair.

“How’s Mark?” Lisa innocently asked not realizing how touchy the subject is.

“Fine.”

“That’s good. How about your relationship? I know last time we talked you guys still hadn’t warmed up to each other,” Lisa questioned while taking a seat on one of the couches. You and the other girls following after her.

“Our relationship? Umm, I guess it’s also fine. It’s still kind of weird between us so,” You trailed off, really not wanting to talk about it.

“It’s weird between you to?” Chan sarcastically asked.

“Oh will you get over the damn phone call already!”

“What phone call?” Jisoo asked.

“It doesn’t really matter...”

“Clearly it does if it’s got Chan all up in his feels,” Lisa pointed out.

“First off, I’m not in my feels, second off, he told her he loved her.”

This caused everyone to gasp and the girls to squeal.

“Oh my gosh that’s so cute,” Rosé gushed while squishing your cheeks.

“Stop,” You whined while swatting her hands away.

“Did you say it back?” Jisoo eagerly asked, wanting to get all the tea.

“No?”

“Y/n! Why didn’t you say it back?” She scolded.

“Well I mean, he didn’t really give me a chance to. He hung up the phone as soon as he said it, not that I would have said it back,” You explained.

“You’re gonna break that poor mans heart,” Lisa commented.

“Oh please, Mark doesn’t have a heart,” Minho scoffed.

“Oh shut up, what would you know?” Jisoo scowled.

“More than you would! Since when are you best friends with him? Since when were any of you best friends with him?”

“Get over yourself Minho,” Jisoo said while rolling her eyes.

“Y/n, have you even been making an effort to get closer to Mark?” Jennie asked.

“Do you really have to talk about this here?” Jeongin whined.

“No please, let them continue. I would love to hear all about this,” Chan stated with a fake grin on his face.

The room fell silent as the air grew tense. Probably not the best conversation to be having right now.

“Oh, don’t get all quiet now.”

“Don’t be such a dick,” You mumbled out.

“Don’t let them ruin girl talk y/n, spill all the tea,” Lisa said while giving all the boys dirty looks.

“Yeah, spill the tea,” Jisung added.

“Really?” Changbin asked in disgust, causing Jisung to flick him off.

“Anyway, to answer your question Jennie, I wouldn’t really say I’m making an effort. I don’t really see the point,” You shrugged out.

“Period, Mark is a dirty nobody,” Minho agreed.

“I never said that but pop off I guess.”

“Okay I get Chan and Y/n used to be a thing or whatever but why are you all so against Mark? He isn’t a bad guy,” Rosé questioned.

“He isn’t a bad guy? You deal realize he would kill her without a second thought,” Hyunjin, to your surprise, hissed out. Guess he didn’t hate you anymore?

“Oh please no he wouldn’t,” Lisa denied, “and why do you care? Thought you were giving y/n a sour attitude.”

“That was past me, I’ve grown since then. And just because I was giving her a “sour attitude” doesn’t mean I didn’t, well don’t, care about her.”

“Past you? That was like two hours ago annnnd you said you should just kill me,” You deadpanned.

“That is a very good point,” Jisung agreed causing Hyunjin to glare at him.

“I didn’t actually mean it.”

“Whatever, but seriously, you guys haven’t seen how he acts around her,” Jisoo stated.

“Neither have you,” You pointed out.

“Well yeah but....it’s different,” She defended.

“How the hell is that different?” Hyunjin questioned.

“Because it just is! I’m older than you which means I’m wiser so I can judge Mark better,” Jisoo sassed.

“Clearly you can’t,” Hyunjin shot back.

“Will the two of you just stop already?” You snapped, tired of hearing them fight like little kids.

“Honestly, I think you both are right to some degree. I think at first Mark wouldn’t have hesitated to kill me if his father told him to but now, I guess things have changed,” You remarked.

“Are you serious?” Rosé asked.

“Well from what Felix told me yesterday, yeah. That would explain why Mark was so cold at first.”

“How do you know he still wouldn’t kill you in a heartbeat? Maybe he’s just saying I love you and all that just to get you to warm up to him so you fully trust him. That would make it easier for him to kill you, ” Minho suggested.

“Or he could be doing that just so you give up SM easier,” Changbin adds.

“I don’t know, that could be true but I really don’t feel like that’s the case,” You reply honestly.

“Well if he actually has feelings for you, we could use that to our advantage,”Felix says.

“How so?” You question.

“Wait, hold up. What the hell is going on?” Jennie asks, confusion written all over her face.

Chan quickly explains plan awaken to them, finishing with “and that’s why I called you over here. We were hoping you would help us take down JYP.”

“Of course we’ll help,” Rosé answers, the other three nodding in agreement.

“Now Felix, what were you thinking?” Chan asks.

“Well if he really has feelings for Y/n, maybe he would be more willing to give up information, like the original plan, but maybe he’ll also change sides? I mean, maybe he’ll help us take down JYP. It’s always good to have an inside man,” Felix suggests.

“Felix that was fucking dumb, why would he want to take down his own empire? Or help us kill his dad? Plus we have Itzy, we don’t need anymore inside men,” Hyunjin rants.

“Itzy? They’re in on this?” you question surprised by this new information.

“Of course! What kind of operation do you think we’re running here,” Jeongin said.

“Fair point,” you responded, “but I’m with Hyunjin on this, I don’t really think Mark would just turn on Jinyoung.”

“So what do we do about Mark? I’m sure once you guys get your revenge, he’ll just retaliate,” Lisa points out.

“True,” Chan agrees.

“But if I’m on your side, maybe he wont?”

“Y/n, I don’t know. It might be safer if you don’t pick a side,” Jisung says.

“I agree, if Mark goes after us then he’ll probably go after you too,” Chan says deep in thought.

“Not if he loves her,” Felix, once again pointed out.

“Love has nothing to do with the mafia Felix, it won’t matter how he feels. If she’s with us then she’s against him, he’ll go after her,” Chan said.

“Why does it matter if he goes after me? I thought I wasn’t here to be your friend?”

“Well...while you and Jisung were talk, the rest of had a group meeting-”

“You had a meeting without me?” Jisung whined like a five year old.

“Stop crying, we already knew your feelings on the matters. Now, as I was saying, we all had a discussion and we’ve reached the conclusion that you most likely didn’t know about JYP’s plan. With that being said, we also reached the conclusion that we should protect you and, if you want, you can actually join us. Not as our prisoner but as an actual ally, I guess. But if you don’t want to, that’s okay. Basically, we want to give you the option, seeing as though there is no point in dragging you into this if you don’t want to be apart of it.”

“I don’t really have a choice, either way I’m going to have to pick a side one way or another,” you state.

“Yeah but the longer you have to put off that choice, the less sticky the situation will be for you,” Chan explains.

“Well, seeing as though my mafia is directly involved and in danger, I’m on your side. I’ll help in anyway I can. My only worry is this entire plot of revenge, wont it harm more than do good? What do you expect to happen after Jinyoungs death, assuming that things go as planned. GOT7 will just retaliate and so will DAY6. You have Itzy so there is one group we don’t have to worry about, but what about Twice? And not to mention JYP’s allies. We have to worry about BTS, TXT. I’m assuming we don’t have to worry about IKON since we have Blackpink.” You ramble on.

“Well, not exactly,” Lisa trails off.

“What do you mean?” You question.

“Well, the thing is, we were doing business with Stray Kids before we knew who they were. Once we got wind of their identities, our boss wanted us to cut ties with them. Apparently Jinyoung gave him a phone call and since we’re allies, JYP’s enemy is our enemy,” Jisoo explains.

“Then why are you here?” Changbin asks.

“Well, we kind of thought you would tell us what happened. At the end of the day, we used to be friends and we wanted to know why you all disappeared. And now knowing everything, we want to be on the right side. If Jinyoung is power hungry, who says he wont go after YG next? Plus, if y/n’s life is in danger, we want to help,” Jisoo states causing everyone to nod there heads.

“Maybe you can convince YG to change sides. Then we would have Winner, Ikon, and Treasure on our side,” Seungmin suggest.

“We’ll try but I’m not sure if he’ll listen. Either way, we’re on your side,” Jennie says.

“Very well. Now, on the topic of GOT7, DAY6, BTS, and TXT, we’ll deal with them when that problem arises. I’m not worried about Twice. Y/n, you’re friends with them so maybe if you explain everything to them, they’ll understand. I would talk to Jihyo. We also have to remember that if you tell your father, we’ll also have SM. So, we’ll have SNSD, TVXQ, SHINee, SUJU, EXO, F(x), Red Velvet, and NCT. We also have SM allies. So we would have Loona, Ateez, Block B. You know what, can someone get a piece of paper and write all this down?” Chan suddenly questions.

“On it!” Jeongin says while quickly leaving the room and coming back with a pencil and a piece of paper. After about debating for ten minuets, this is the list you all came up with.

“Well, it seems like if, well when, a war breaks out, the sides will be pretty equal,” You point out.

“Yeah,” Jisung agrees.

“So what do I do now? Are we still going to go with the “I told them I would join them to get information” plan or are things different now that I’m actually on your side?”

“No, no we need you to talk to your father and Twice. We need to make sure we have them on our side. You’ll probably be able to get more information in person with Mark and Jinyoung anyway,” Chan states.

You nod your head in agreement.

“Are you just gonna like drop me off or how is this gonna work?” You question.

“I have an idea!” Rosé exclaimed.

“Go on,” Chan urges.

“What if we bring her back? We could say that you called us over since we had been allies before we knew who you were. You wanted us on your side and we’ll say we just played along or whatever. We could say that while we were here, y/n pulled one of us aside and told us that she had a plan but it was going wrong and she needed help breaking out. So, we helped her escape blah blah. That way, it looks less sketchy as to why Y/n left and it looks like we’re on JYP’s side.”

“Damn that’s embarrassing, I’m here for one day and my plan already gets fucked up,” you joke, “all jokes aside, I like that plan. Mark was hesitant to even let me stay here so I don’t think it would surprise him if my “plan” got messed up.”

The room was filled with words of agreement and head nods.

“Perfect. Y/n, you need to be careful when discussing this with Soo man and Jihyo. If any of JYP’s goons hear you, your life will be in danger. If at any point you think the plan was compromised, call one of us or text us. We’ll come and get you. Do you understand me?” Chan stated dead serious.

“I understand...but I don’t have any of your numbers so...”

“I know, give us your phone.”

You handed Chan your phone and he put his number in your phone. After passing it to all the boys, they handed your phone back to you.

“If you think it’s safer, you can also call or text us and we’ll be there,” Jennie adds in.

“Thanks.”

“Of course. Should we take her back home now or is there anything else we need to discuss?” Jennie questions.

“No I think that’s it. If there is anything else, we’ll text you. You’ll probably want to change our names in your phone by the way.”

“Yeah that would be a good idea,” you chuckle out. You and the four other girls stand up to leave after saying your goodbyes. The five of you began to leave but you were stopped by Chan.

“Y/n?” He called out.

“Yeah?”

“Be careful.”

You give him a little smile and quickly leave with the rest of the girls.

“This should be fun,” you thought to yourself as you get into there KIA and drive away.

A/N: Okay the fact that they’re driving away in a KIA sends me.

Part nine

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Maybe, Baby - Part 2/?

Part O N E || Part T W O || *coming soon* Word Count: 2,168 Themes: AU, Angst, Family, mafia!taehyun Triggers: N/A A/N: So this was due last week but I had some hospital drama. Finally home and on bed rest, so until Monday I have nothing to do but write. Enjoy.

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At exactly 3 o’clock in the morning, you saw a car pull up outside your work. Glancing at your manager, you could see that she wanted about to complain about customers showing up right on closing. The two of you usually had a good laugh about it after she had turned them away. You saw Yoongi climb elegantly out of the car and walk around to the passenger side to lean against the hood of the car. “He’s here for me.” You sighed, answering your manager’s questioning gaze. “It’s about time you started dating.” She teased, eyeing Yoongi’s body appreciatively. “He’s fine.” You’d been working at the bar, doing the same shift, since you’d first moved to Seoul. Your current manager, Juhyun, had started six months before you and the two of you had built a strong friendship during your time working there. Aside from Jia’s mum, Alice, Juhyun knew the most about you and Cali’s past.

When Yoongi saw you move from behind the bar, he stepped closer to the building to open the door for you. That was when Juhyun noticed Yoongi’s face. “Oh, girl, you have a lot to share tomorrow night.” She whistled, low under her breath, as the door opened and you grabbed your coat and backpack. “It’s not like that.” You muttered as you strolled, nervously, toward your childhood love. “I’ll see you tomorrow night.” “Yeah you will.” Yoongi took your bag from you and threw it over his shoulder as you passed through the door. He ignored your protests and made his way to his car, with you following close behind. He held open your door and, despite the mood you were in, you slid into the car.

For your whole shift, you’d stewed in your own annoyance and nerves until you were just itching fight. How had you been so stupid to think that everything would be alright, that Yoongi wouldn’t show up and ruin everything? How could you just let him squeeze his way into the life you had built with Cali from rock bottom up? Why were you so nervous about spending time with the boy who had abandoned you? That thought had made you mad. The last eleven years of your life had been about Cali. You’d let yourself and everyone think that you didn’t want Cali to get hurt by dating again but, really, you were afraid of getting hurt. So, by the time you were sitting in a silent car with Yoongi - who you could tell had done some stewing of his own - the atmosphere was that of a powder keg ready to blow. You’d barely made it ten minutes away from the bar before Yoongi was pulling over and angrily parking his car. “Look, I get it.” He began, his voice low. “I get that I gave you no clue as to where I was going-” “Or that you were going at all.” You sassed back, unbuckling your seat belt and throwing open the passenger door. “Yeah or that.” Yoongi growled, unbuckling his own belt and climbing out of the car. “I get it, I fucked up but it wasn’t my choice. Do you honestly think I wanted to leave you? After everything we’d been through? After all that fighting we did to be together? You father hated m-” “Regardless of what I thought, can you blame me? I was fifteen, the boy - my best friend and the love of my life - who I’d lost my virginity to the day before suddenly up and left without so much as a warning. Not to mention, I found out I was pregnant two months later to said boy which lead to me being kicked out of home a month before I gave birth to his child. So forgive me for stewing over it for almost twelve years. She’ll be eleven on Valentine’s Day, by the way.” Yoongi’s eyes softened for a moment at the little piece of information you had given his about his daughter before the fire was once again burning. “I’m not mad at you. Well, a little for not tracking me down, but I’m mostly mad at myself and my family. I should have been there to find all these little things out for myself. What father doesn’t know his own child’s birthday until she’s almost eleven?” He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. It was then that you noticed that Yoongi was as put together has he had been this afternoon. His tie had been loosened and his jacket was wrinkled. His hair had also been mussed before he ran his fingers through it. Yoongi was nervous. You wouldn’t have been surprised if he’d contemplated not showing up at least a dozen times before he showed up. Having coffee with your ex-girlfriend was one thing, picking up your ex-girlfriend and mother of your previously unknown child from work was something completely different.

“Please get back in the car. Let’s go to my place and we can talk. I don’t want to have this conversation in the middle of the street.” “I can’t go to your place, Yoongi.” You sighed, you found him too irresistible to be alone with him. “I’m not going to touch you. I just want to talk.” He smirked slightly and your couldn’t help your stomach twisting with lust. “I figured you wouldn’t want to bring me back to your house with Cali there.” He had a point. Alice would be there looking after Cali and she wasn’t ready to deal with that conversation. Opening the door to Yoongi’s car you put one foot into the car. “No funny business.” You said lightly before lowering yourself into his car.

Yoongi’s apartment was worlds away from the small home he’d been raised in. Whatever job he had now, the near poverty he’d been raised in was a thing of the past. You couldn’t help but feel relieved that you hadn’t invited him into your modest one bedroom apartment. This was a palace compared to what you and your child called home. You stood awkwardly in the doorway as Yoongi kicked off his shoes and strode into the apartment. It wasn’t too late to run. You could call a taxi if he refused to take you home. “Cold feet?” He smirked, raising a teasing eyebrow. “No.” You replied, kicking off your shoes and stepping onto the polished floorboards of the hallway. You joined Yoongi on the couch, putting a respectful amount of distance between the two of you. “Drink?” You gave Yoongi a look that meant you were serious. “Right, straight to storytime then.” He made himself comfortable. “I think you’ll regret not getting that drink.”

Instead of replying, you simply looked at him and waited for him to give you his excuses so you could leave. “My father was never good with money. You saw that he could never keep a job. He was lazy and unprofessional and always jumping into one get-rich-quick scheme after another. He made a deal with one too many loan sharks and we had to go into hiding. We spent most of later part of my teens on the move. Eventually, my mother couldn’t take it anymore and she left him. The two of us stayed in Seoul while he moved on.” Unable to sit still, Yoongi picked himself up off the couch and moved into the kitchen of your dreams to get himself a beer. You sat patiently, trying to take in everything he was saying. “She filed for divorce on my eighteenth birthday and that was how the gang my father was doing business with caught up with us. My mother and I were essentially taken hostage as a way to draw my father out of hiding. We were treated well - my mother ended up falling in love with the boss and he with her. My father was found dead three months after I turned twenty. Eventually, my mother married the boss and I was named his heir. They’re very happily, semi-retired in Jeju while I run the ‘family business’. Jungkook is one of the men in my inner circle. Since he’s determined to live on campus, despite being significantly older than most of the other students who deem it a necessary experience to live in tiny, shared apartments, I’m forced to visit him if I want to socialise. That’s why I was on campus today. We’d planned to ‘catch up’ over coffee when a call for a meeting with my stepfather came through. We’re just normal people, Y/N.”

You couldn’t help but feel slightly hysterical, sitting there as Yoongi told you a ridiculous story. Unable to take it anymore, you burst into nervous laughter. “Alright, Yoongi.” You got up, wiping your eyes that were teary from laughing so hard. “Seriously, if weren’t actually interested in having a relationship with Cali, you could have just said. I wouldn’t have held it against you.” Your face dropped as Yoongi stared intensely into your eyes. “Y-you’re serious? Yoongi! Y-you can’t expect me to want you around my child when you live that kind of life. How can you expect that of me?” “Please, Y/N. I promise work is work and my private life is my private life. Cali doesn’t even have to know what I do.” Yoongi looked defeated. “Except she will, Yoongi. She will because she’s alert, clever and inquisitive. She’s not a baby anymore. She’s a ten year old girl who has her own mind and drive. How could I consider myself to be a good mother if I expose her to that kind of life.” “I was honest with you, can’t you give me that? Why don’t you get to know me again, spend time with me.” He pleaded, you’d never seen Yoongi this desperate. It made your heart ache. “You’ll see that I’m good at separating my work and my personal lives. Cali doesn’t have to have anything to do with me until you’re comfortable that my career won’t put her in any danger. I really want to get to know her, Y/N.” “I don’t know, Yoongi.” You sighed, pacing back and forth around his living room. “I just don’t know. It was hard. You leaving messed me up. I haven’t dated since you, it was too hard to trust anyone. How could I bring another man into my life with I had Cali to worry about? Every decision I’ve had to make over the last eleven years - “ “Almost twelve.” Yoongi joked but his smile faded when he saw your serious look. “Sorry.” “Every decision I’ve had to make, I’ve had to consider the outcomes for two people - not just myself.”

You hated seeing Yoongi like this, even after everything you had been put through. “I’m not saying no, Yoongi.” You sighed, looking him in the eye. He perked up a little. “I just need time.” “I understand, Y/N.” “Maybe, we could keep in touch via the phone and progress from there?” “I’d like that.”

He had you home by four. Alice had questioned you when you finally showed up, but you explained that you’d had to stay back for work. You weren’t 100% sure that she believed you but she let it go this time. As soon as she’d left, you went to stand in the doorway of your daughter’s room and watched her sleep. You had to be crazy to consider letting Yoongi back into your lives. It wasn’t like Cali would be able to take him along to parent career day. ‘This is my dad, he’s basically a mob boss.’ You rolled your eyes and moved to the small living area. You made quick work to pull out the futon and stripped down to your underwear. It seemed so far away, but you couldn’t help but dream of the day when you were stable in a real career and could afford a nicer apartment with two bedrooms. You climbed into your bed and placed your phone on charge. You’d think about everything when you weren’t so tired. As you were getting comfortable on the hard mattress, you heard your phone buzz from the arm of the futon.

[04:34] Unknown Number: So, if you haven’t dated since me, does that mean you’ve only slept with me? ;) - Y

You couldn’t help but laugh at Yoongi’s one track mind. You’d thought he seemed so mature and grown up now, yet here he was channelling his fifteen year old self. Despite your concerns, you quickly saved his number.

[04:37] You: I have to get up in a couple of hours, Yoongi. I can’t do any serious thinking if I’m tired. Go to bed.

[04:39] Min Yoongi:

Right. Of course. Going to bed.

Rolling your eyes, you decided against replying and placed your phone back onto the arm of the futon, only to have it buzz again. “Yoongi.” You growled, reaching for the offending piece of technology.

[04:41] Min Yoongi: Goodnight, Y/N.

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