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Parachute {1}

Summary: Jungkook would do whatever to keep you safe.

Pairing: boxer!Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut. Mafia!AU / Gang!AU.

Wordcount: 6K

Warnings: Violence, Sexual content, sexual assault, attempted r*pe, minimal cussing um yeah that's about it I think.

A/N: something a little different, I hope you guys like it! i can’t breathe at the bj part oml :’) i really can’t do smut i’m sorry ssqeweq Have a nice day and enjoy the story ;)

*P.S: Italic parts are flashbacks.

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“He’s recovered pretty fast, but slower than the last few times. Make sure he takes his medication on schedule. He should be able to get back in the ring in minimum 3 days. That will be all Y/N, please keep him in check. He’s been in here one too many times recently and I fear this could affect his play sooner than later.” The doctor explains as he expresses his concerns.

“Alright, Doctor Ross, Thank You so much.” You say as you send him an apologetic smile. You feel bad because Jungkook hasn’t given the guys a break this past month or so, constantly in and out of the ward.

You give him one last sheepish smile before heading out.

You sigh deeply.

Jungkook had overexerted himself, again. You didn’t get him. Sure, his boxing style has always been a little more aggressive, and you admit terrifying and damaging than your average tough boxer, but he’s been so careless and unthoughtful and out of character.

And it’s because of that the hospital has become a regular for him, not only does he does extreme damage to his opponent, but he also damages himself almost just as much.

Perhaps you were overreacting, but then you were his acting coach/trainer until a new one was found.

Perhaps because you were his girlfriend, you were overreacting but these days, seeing Jungkook turn into a merciless beast in the ring is not something you want to have to anticipate anymore.

When your father passed away, he left the gym to you. Jungkook had been by your side the whole time and he had a special place in your heart.

Even prior to that you had feelings for him and after that and him being by your side 24/7, you were convinced that it was love. And so you asked him out. He agreed and you’ve been together ever since.

When Jungkook had first your gym he was 18, and he had no self control what’s so ever, going ballistic upon the first swing even during practice matches.

The people hated him, his only friends were Namjoon, an og who came back after a long medical leave, and Jimin a newbie. Everyone steered clear away from him and didn’t approach him. They treated him like some monster.

You remember overhearing a conversation between your father and one of the manager when you couldn’t help but storm in.

“We have to let him go Y/N, he has no self control. He could kill someone in the ring Y/N,” he tries to explain as he sighs but you refuse to listen. This wasn’t the first time you defended him and this sure wasn’t the first time he was painted a monster either.

“Dad, if you let him go you’re letting go of a gem! Can’t you see he has potential ? Please just pay attention to him, train him, I don’t know whatever ! Just don’t throw him away like some old rag cloth...” You beg as you heave, your emotions overwhelming even you yourself.

“Y/N, we can’t tame him.“ he says firmly as he gets up to leave.

“Then I will.” You challenge knowing damn well he despises Jungkook. He has noticed that you seemed to take a liking to him, suddenly you enjoyed coming to the gym everyday and helping around. He also noticed that although Jungkook didn’t speak much, his actions showed that he felt the same. And he didn’t want anything like that happening between you two.

“What ?” he says as he snaps his head to you.

“I'll train him. Wether you like it or not dad,” you state as you look him dead in the eye.

“Y/N I’m not letting you anywhere near that monster !” he shouts and you snap.

“Dad, he’s not a monster!”

Your father looks at you stunned, taken back by your sudden outburst.

“And don’t think I don’t know that you make him work even after the rest are gone. How can you put him through that and then just throw him away?” you say in disgust and your father avoids your gaze as he kneads his temple.

“Y/N,” he begins and you stop him as you turn away and begin to make your to the door.

You almost have a heart attack when you open the door and Jungkook is there, leaning against the wall opposite the door, his face covered by his low hood.

Before you can say anything, he leaves, a look of pain and sadness flashing across his face when he lifts his head a little.

You turn to give your father a glare before stomping out.

You come that night and you’re not surprised when you find Jungkook there, working on a punching bag.

He doesn’t even notice your presence, too absorbed on the work ahead, punching away with rhythm.

“I was just gonna leave,” he says when he finally feels your presence.

“You don’t have to.” You say as you fiddle with your fingers and he stops his motion, fist caught mid air as his eyes widen.

He turns Immediately and faces you, a light blush across his cheeks and nose, sweat trickling down his torso and the sides of his head.

You try not to let your eyes linger too long on his tight abdomen, shaking your head as images flashed through your head and you look at his face.

“Hi,” you say with a sheepish smile.

“Hey,” he says with a smile and you feel yourself blush.

“What are you doing here?” he asks as he turns his back to you again, resuming his practice.

“Um, I’m here to help?” you say kind of unsure of what exactly to do to help with his training, you didn’t know anything about boxing.

“Is it?” he laughs and you blush some more, nodding your head.

“That’s very nice of you, but there’s no need.” He says as he continues delivering blows to the dented bag.

“Why w-“ you begin as you furrow your eyebrows but he cuts you off.

“I don’t think your dad would like the fact that you’re here Y/N,” he says and you feel anger rise up in you.

“I don’t care.” You say firmly and Jungkook stops punching the bag.

“Y/N, I heard the conversation.” He says and you stay there shocked. You did think maybe be heard part of it, but it seems like he might have heard all of it.

“Don’t listen to him,” you plead and Jungkook scoffs as he pushes himself off the damaged bag and walks towards you.

You feel your heart pace pick up as he came to stand in front of you, his usual scent mixed with that of light sweat intoxicating you. You even fail to make eye contact with him, ending up just staring at his chest.

“Y/N, I’m a monster. Why can’t you see that ? And no-one can change that,” he says with a dry laugh as he looked down at you.

“Am I just anyone to you?” you ask when you gain the courage to look into his eyes and he raises his eyebrows as he blinks, taken a back.

“Let me help. I want you to stay. I have hope in you and I believe in you Jungkook,” you say before he answers, afraid of what he would say.

You guys stare into each other’s eyes for awhile, yours getting glossier by the moment as you begin to fear he will decline.

“Okay.” He says and your eyes widen.

“Okay?” you ask in a small voice to make sure you heard right.

“Okay.” He says this time smiling brightly.

You squeal in excitement, jumping to wrap your arms around his neck. Jungkook is surprised at first but his hands automatically wrap around your waist to hold you up as he buries his head into the crook of your neck. He wanted to stay like that forever.

“Okay, let’s go!” you say enthusiastically once you pull away.

Jungkook laughs at you as you go to stand behind the previous punching bag.

Jungkook chuckles as he shakes his head and heads towards you, throwing light punches, making sure not to implement too much force and hurt you.

“So, do you know a thing or two about boxing?” he asks in between punches, keeping his eyes on he bag but meeting yours every now and then.

“Why, o-of course,” you lie and he senses it, letting out a knowing grin.

“My dad’s a boxing coach after all.” You try to defend yourself.

“right,” he says and you squint your eyes, you could tell he doesn't believe you.

“So what our we doing for tomorrow coach?” he asks teasingly and you roll your eyes.

“the usual, Jungkook, you know.” You say annoyed.

He raises an eyebrow and you sigh.

“I’m going to beat your ass, Jungkook,” you threaten and he looks at you amused.

“You really just might,” he taunts and you scoff.

“Bring your ass here,” you say as you get off the punching bag and stand in front of him as you took slow steps forward while he took ones backwards.

“Catch me if you can,” he challenges and before you can respond he is running.

“Oh god,” you laugh as you begin chasing him.

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When you step outside you see Jungkook leaned against the car, hood pulled down very low, his eyes barely in sight.

When he notices you he pushes himself off and gets into the car. You shut your eyes after looking at his bandaged hand and pray to God that you have the strength to deal with whatever is incoming.

The ride is silent. Jungkook avoids your gaze, opting to look out the window instead as you drive.

It’s you who speaks up first when you reach a red light.

“Jungkook what is bothering you?” you ask softly as you want to try to get him to actually tell you.

“Nothing.” He simply says after a moment of silent.

“okay but why have you been acting like this ? It’s not like you.” You ask as you face him but he doesn’t move.

“It's nothing, don’t sweat on it.” He tries get you to drop it but you don’t.

“You know what,” you laugh dryly. “I’m starting to think maybe being your coach and your girlfriend at the same time isn’t a good idea.” You confess and you really thought about it.

It felt like at times, especially as of recently, Jungkook would keep things from you because 1) you were his coach and he didn’t want to get in trouble or 2) you were his girlfriend and he didn’t want to make you mad or worry. It was always one or the other and it was too much for the both of you.

For the first time since that ride, Jungkook finally turns to face you as he looked taken aback.

“No Y/N. Don’t say that. You know that’s not it.” He says firmly as he searches your eyes. You return your eyes to the road as the lights turn green on the empty street as you silently thank God. You should be mad at him but he looked so damn hot, a distraction from him right about now was just what you needed.

“Then what is it Jungkook?” you ask again but he sighs.

“Babe, please. I’m fine okay?” he tries to reassure, placing a hand on your thigh as you park in front of your apartment.

“Jungkook, i- I don't know what to say. I’m just so tired.” You admit flustered as you get off the car, trying to get away from Jungkook.

“Y/N,” you hear him call out as you get into the lift and try to regulate your breathing before it closes.

As soon as you get in you take off your jacket and slip off your jeans, grabbing your sleeping shorts from your room and heading to settle on the couch, pretending to sleep.

You hear the door open and you hear Jungkook's footstep approach you.

He leans down in front of you and tucks a piece of story hair away from your face, his minty warm breathe tickling your face.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry.” He says before he comes closer and places a kiss on your cheek, muttering a goodnight before leaving.

When he leaves you open your eyes and you end up staring at the television’s black screen, tears beginning to form as you held back a sob before silently crying yourself to sleep.

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When you wake up, you are in bed. And Jungkook is nowhere to be seen.

You sigh as you recall what happened last night, making your way to get ready to head to the gym. Jungkook might be the golden boxer despite also being the youngest but there were other boxers too.

You quickly throw on a sports bra, Light T shirt and sweatpants, putting your hair into a messy bun before heading out.

When you get there, there is no sign of Jungkook and you’re not really surprised to say the least.

The day goes by and he never shows up ever.

You’re brought out of your thoughts when your phone vibrates on the desk.

You unlock your phone and it reveals a message from your close friend Nella.

Nella:

Hey Girl hey~ How you doing? – 5.23 pm

You:

Hey love, I’m alright. You ?-5.23 pm

Nella:

Livid. But! Because were going out tonight I’m suddenly not anymore!- 5.25 pm

You furrow your brows. You were going out today?

You:

We are? -5.25 pm

Nella:

Yes omg  don’t tell me you forgot  – 5.26 pm

You:

Well, I mean I remember now. Soooo... -5.26 pm

Nella:

Loool girl you better come! -5.28 pm

You:

Of course, see you there. -5.28 pm

Nella:

See you later  girl, wear something cute! - 5.30pm

You:

;) -5.30 pm

You place your phone down as you recall. You did make plans to go out with her on a Friday, was it Friday already? The week had gone last so fast.

You retired for the day and head home to change.

You put on a body hugging short sleeved red dress that ended around your mid thigh  and some medium length heels. For some reason you were feeling risky so your look was a little more spiced up than usual.

You sent Jungkook a quick text about where you would be, keeping it short to let him know that you were still mad.

When you get to the bar, you find your friend perched on the counter, already flirting with someone.

She immediately ignores them as her eyes land on you and she waves frantically in your direction mouthing ‘here’.

You laugh at her silliness and head to sit next to her.

You guys simply talk about everything, from work to your sex life. She always seemed to be very interested in yours and is slightly bummed out that you don’t have much to tell her since you and Jungkook haven’t really been on good terms.

“Hmmm, it’ll pass. Soon hopefully. Y'all are like soulmates.” She says as she chugs down her drink.

“Really? You think so?” you ask, a blush finding it’s way on your cheek.

“I know so!” beams as she puts her glass down.

You can’t even hide the giddiness you feel as you chuckle.

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Nella ends up heading home with some guy, apologising for leaving you alone as she left and even now through text on her way to his place even after you’ve told her it’s okay.

You laugh as you send her a quick message and begin to head out.

You did drink a little so you were opting to take public transport, not that you even came with your car to begin with.

The bus station was a 10 minute walk from the bar and you didn’t want to miss the last  bus as it was getting pretty late so you opt to go through the alleyways which would make it quicker.

2 minutes into your walk, it had started to drizzle as you feel a presence behind you. You turn to look over your shoulder but you see no-one.

You dismiss it as part of your imagination but as you feel the person get closer, you pick up your pace.

You scream when a hand is place over your shoulder and the man ahead of you raises his hand in defence.

“Hey, Hey, relax.” He says as he chuckles.

You observe his features as you shivered, bulky and bearded. He seems familiar.

“You dropped this.” He says, handing you your phone.

“Thank You,” you mutter before turning away and walking fast.

“Where are you headed,” he asks as he catches up to you and you mentally curse. Great.

You stay silent.

“Why sweet cheeks I’m talking to you,” he says as he roughly grabs your shoulder and forces you to look at him.

“Leave me alone,” you spit as you glares at him.

He scoffs as he leans in, making you back away until your back comes into contact with the wet brick wall.

“or what?” he challenges with a disgusting smirk.

“You know,” He begins as he takes a piece of your hair and sniffs it , making like rise through your throats. “I could undress you and spread your legs, right here. And no-one would know. I'd try to leave you here but you would beg me to take you home for more." He continues as he looks into your eyes.

“ and I would take you home for another round, because you’re fucking hot.”

Your face contorts in disgust and you spit in his face. He shuts his eyes and laughs dryly. If it weren’t for the alcohol in your system you would have done a lot more but you could slowly feel your body give away as you stumbled and leaned onto the wall for support as you attempt to get away.

“Where do you think you’re going huh?” he laughs as he grabs your wrist and pulls you back, making you slam into his chest.

“Let go of me!” you shout as you pound his chest.

“stay still will you, you little slut,” he says before he strikes your face, sending you flying into the wall, your head throbbing at the contact.

“Better,” he sighs as he wipes his forehead and approaches you.

He hovers over your limp figure as the rain comes down pouring, taking both your hands into one of his larger ones when you try to push him off of you.

He leans down and begans to plant disgusting wet kisses on your neck as you begin to sob, your tears mixing in with the rain, struggling against his hold.

His stronger legs trap yours as he places one in between you, and the other on your side. The leg in between rises and he knees your private place, making you squirm as you cry for help.

His free hand begins to roams over your body, hiking your dress in the process. You shake frantically to try to get out of his grip as they come to rest on your breast and he aggressively squeezes it.

You shout and scream but it seems like no-one can hear you.

“Please,” you sob one more time and before you knew, the man was sent flying off of you.

Before you can react an arm is wrapped around your waist and you are pulled up as a jacket is put over you.

You look up to see who had just come to rescue you. Jungkook.

But he had his fiery eyes filled with fury on someone else. Before you can even do or say anything he is charging towards the man who laid on the ground helpless, still trying to recover from the kick Jungkook had came to him with.

“Jungkook!” you shout as Jungkook begins to pound into the mans face mercilessly, blood you're sure isn’t just the thugs but is also Jungkook splattering onto the brick walls.

“Jungkook!” you shout to try to get him to stop but he doesn’t even as the man stays motionless. He was going to kill him.

He grabbed the man by the collar and hoisted him, slamming him against the wall and resuming his blows.

This time he delivers knee kicks straight to the man’s gut as he groaned in pained and doubled over. You need to stop him.

You gather enough strength to throw yourself onto his back, attempting to pull him back but it was pointless, he didn’t budge an inch.

“Jungkook please stop,” you sob as you wrap an arm around his waist and that seemed to bring his human side back to him as his fist halted mid air and he turned to you.

“Y/N,” he says as he grabs your cheeks in between his bloody hands and kisses your forehead.

“Are you okay?” he asks as he searches for any type of bruise on you and you smile at him.

“I’m fine Jungkook,” you reassure and he sighs in relief.

He turns and your eyes widen, thinking he was going to resume breaking the man. But he doesn't.

“If I ever see you near my girl ever again, I’ll fucking kill you. Send the memo on to the rest of your friends.” He threatens and you feel a chill run down your spine. You want to believe he didn’t mean that but you know he did.

“Lets go Jungkook,” you say as you try to pull  him away by his wrist, careful to not touch his already busted hand.

Jungkook gives the terrified man one last look before walking away with you in his arms.

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When you get home you slip out of your ruined dress and threw it into the dustbin, putting on Jungkook's white shirt.

You head into the toilet to find a shirtless Jungkook sat over the closed toilet bowl struggling to tie the bandage around with hand, the other one being damaged too.

You watch him for awhile, deciding to take over when he grunts in pain and frustration as he can’t seem to get it right.

You set yourself in front of him, taking his hand in yours as he looks at you surprised.

You dismiss it although you felt slightly offended, did he think you were some heartless wrench ?

You slowly carefully wrap the bandage around his right hand first as he kept his eyes on you.

When you are done with his right hand you place it on his lap as you take his left one and begin to wrap that too.

When you are done you exhale deeply and get up to keep the first aid kit. All the while, his eyes strained on you.

You stretch to place it above the cupboard, your torso slightly leaning into Jungkook's face.

After you’ve placed it in the cabinet you stand back on your feet, Jungkook places his large hands on your hips you hold you in place.

He looks up at you with guilt and fault written all over his face and you soften up to him. He looks like a little child who is about to be scolded.

“Are you mad at me still? Even more than before?” he asks as he looks into your eyes desperately  waiting for an answer.

You place a hand on his shoulder, the other coming to rest on his cheek as you caress it with your thumb and you smile at him.

“No.” You tell him and you feel his shoulder heave down as he sighs in relief. He pulls your into a hug, nuzzling his face right below your breasts as his arms wrap around your waist to pull you in.

You play with his dark locks before he lifts you up slightly, making you straddle his lap as he placed his hands on your hips.

You stare at each other for awhile, his eyes moving back and forward between your lips and your eyes.

You’re the first to lean and capture his lips into a heated make out session.

His grip tighten around your hips and you pull away, Jungkook trying to capture your lips in his again . You laugh at him and place your hand on his chest as you lean back to stop him.

“You're going to need to take it slow, those bandages could come off,” you warn playfully and Jungkook nods impatiently.

He pulls you in again and you smile against his lips.

He abruptly gets up and lifts you, heading to the bed.

He gently places you there, coming to hover over you and reconnect your lips.

Your hands trail down his abdomen, tracing the scars that decorated his skin as one of his cups your face and the other supports him above you.

when your hands began to fiddle with his belt e abruptly stops kissing and pulls away, making you whimper at the loss of contact.

You furrow your brows at him and he smirks, getting off of you and settling beside you.

“Not today, it’s been a rough night don’t you think?” he tries to convince you and you nod.

“Yeah,” you agree.

“Come here,” he says tapping the spot closer to him and you scoot over, your back against his chest as he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you closer.

“I can’t sleep like this,” you suddenly blurt out.

“Why not?” Jungkook asks as he peers to look at you confused.

“Well, your third arm is poking into my ass for starters,” you say as you motion underneath the sheets.

“Oh,” is all Jungkook says as a heavy blush spreads across his cheeks.

“Oh,” you mimic as you turned back to face your back towards him as you stiffled a laughter.

You hear shuffling as Jungkook gets off the bed.

“Where are you going?” you ask as you perch yourself on your elbows.

“Toilet.” He says as he walk into the bathroom.

“Have fun, Good luck!” you call out and you can almost see him rolling his eyes through the walls.

You can’t help the hearty laughter that escapes your lips once he is gone.

By the time he comes back and resumes his position behind you, you are partly asleep.

But when he starts grinding into you in his sleep and his member starts growing by the second you are wide awake and alert.

Somewhere along the way his hand had slid up into your shirt while his other hand rest near your core.

His ragged breathing tickled your neck and you felt the hairs on your body stand straight.

You can’t help but moan and arch into his crotch when his fingers begin playing with your nipples, rolling the hardened nub between his thumb and index, tugging on it lightly.

He muttered a low throaty deep ‘fuck’ and you felt like you were about to loose your mind.

You manage to slip of his strong grip and settle onto a different position where you were spooning him, or at least attempting to and you slept like a baby, but of course your dreams weren’t as innocent.

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You wake up to the smell of pancakes and eggs.

You stretch yourself as you get off the bed and walk pass the living room,  straight into the kitchen.

You are greeted by the site of Jungkook’s muscular back contacting and relaxing as he flipped some last few pancakes.

You lean against the door frame as a smile stretches across your lips.

“Oh? Y/N, you’re awake, Good Morning.” he smiles as he turns when he notices your presence.

“I’m almost done,” he announces and you walk over to him and stand on your tip toes to peck his cheek, muttering  low ‘good morning’ settling onto the dining table as he prepared the table.

You guys continue to munch on your breakfast making small talk.

“So about your schedule, you’re injured so were going to push it back to-" you begin but Jungkook places a hand over yours taking you off guard.

“Y/N can we not talk about work today? Let’s just ... be the couple Y/N and Jungkook for today, please?” he asks you and you smile as you nod.

“Of course, it’s a weekend right?” you note and Jungkook nods enthusiastically.

“Well, what do you want to do ?” you ask as you clear the table and place the empty played in the sink.

“Hmmm I haven’t thought about you much. What about you?” he asks as he leans against  the island opposite you.

A cheeky smirk plants itself on your lips as you turn around.

“For starters I’m guessing I could help you.” You say as you approach him.

He furrows his brows.

“Do your hands still hurt a lot?” you ask as you take his bandaged hand into yours.

“Yeah, quite. Why?” he asks as he eyes you suspiciously.

“Hmmm, you know i know you couldn’t do shit to relief yourself last night right ?” you smirk and his eyes widen before a smirk decorates his face too.

“Oh Yeah? What makes you think that?” he asks as he steps forward, your chests flush against each other as he continues walking forward, making you take steps back.

“Well, you couldn't seem to keep your hands or your little big friend to yourself last night.” You challengingly state.

“looks like you've caught me.” He says as he raises his hand in defense “so what are you going to do about it, huh, Y/N?” he says as He bites his lip, his eyes turning black as he looks down into your eyes and you want to get down on your knees right then and there.

“so, because I felt bad for and I don’t like to see you suffer, I'm going to help you.” You smile as you slide your fingers down his chest and abdomen, coming to rest on the waist band of his sweatpants  that hung dangerously low around his hips, his morning wood prominent and very present beneath them. The sight of the little cross tattoo you’ve always been curious on his hip bone making the pit of your stomach heat up.

“How are you going to do that?” he asks, his voice low and throaty as your back comes into contact with the wall and you flinch.

“With my hands baby,” you say as you play with the hem of his sweatpants while either of his hand rest on the side of your head.

“What are you waiting for, baby girl?” he smirks and that’s all it take for you to immediately get on your knees and free his throbbing angry cock.

“Fuck, Y/N" he mutters when you grab a hold of it and start stroking it while you looked into his eyes.

You licked the tip as precum began to trickle out of it, Jungkook's hand coming to grip your hair.

After a few licks, you take his whole cock into your mouth and begin to bob your head up and down.

“You're so good baby girl,” Jungkook moans as he shuts his eyes and bucks his hip into your mouth.

You choke on his cock and the vibration causes him to mutter a curse again.

“You take me in so Well, fuck, you look so pretty like this,” he praises as he looks down at you.

“Let me fuck your mouth,” he says and you nod as much as you could and he begins slamming into your throat, and the vibration of your gag reflex is more than enough to bring his high .

“Fuck I'm close,” he says as he picks up his pace and he quickly pulls out as his high peaks, spilling his seeds on your chest. The thick liquid material making his light thin shirt you wore see through, your breast with your hard nipples on display for himself as bat your lashes at him and lick your bottom lip.

He feels himself get hard again and he smirks.

“I know what we’re gonna do today,” he says and you smirk at him back.

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You spend the entire weekend cuddling, fucking, watching Netflix and fucking.

You don’t even leave the house, except one time to pickup groceries and that’s it. And it doesn’t even feel like a weekend has been wasted by staying in.

Although Jungkook had begged you to not speak about work, you were still his coach. You had told him about his match that was pushed to Tuesday and he nodded before pulling you into a kiss and fucking you senseless again.

You were worried you might not be able to go to the gym because you really couldn’t feel your legs. Jungkook even insisted that you stay at home but you told him you just had to check in for a bit and you'd be back home asap. He agrees but insisted that he drive.

When you arrived at the gym, you were immediately alerted when you noticed the door wasn’t locked.

Jungkook came forward and had you stand behind him when you told him, slowly creeping in to turn on the lights and you gasped at the sight in front of you.

The whole place was trashed and turned upside down.

The ring was ripped in the centre, all the ropes around in cut, the punching bags were ripped open, sand poured all across the room. The windows had been broken, glass guards splayed across the room. Your grip on Jungkook’s shoulder tightened as you felt your breathing get difficult.

“What the hell is going on?” you ask to no-one in particular but, Jungkook? He knows exactly what is going on.

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So that's it for the first part ! Things are about to get a little more dramatic in a while ;)

Parachute {2}

Summary: Jungkook would do whatever to keep you safe .

Pairing: Boxer! Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Angst, Smut, Fluff. Mafia!AU.

Wordcount: 1.4K

Warnings: Violence and blood.

A/N: Here's the 2nd part! I've introduced some of the members here, don't worry they're all apart of this story so you will defo see ot7. Also sorry this chapter is quite short, I didn't want to bother anyone:( BUT quite alot happens so 👀 Anyways read on, I hope you enjoy it and have a nice day 🤧🤸🏾‍♀️💜

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“Where is Y/N? Is she okay?” Namjoon asks as he shuts his locker.

“Yeah, she seemed pretty shakened up,” Jimin chimes in as he walks in and places his bag in his locker after he unlocks it.

“She's at Nella’s,” Jungkook says as he wraps a bandage around his hand. He was 90% healed now and could properly use his hands which was good he noted, he was going to need it.

“Jungkook, you need to end this before it gets worse.” Namjoon sighs as he looks at the younger boy who had anger and rage written all over his face. “And try not to make it messy and bloody,” Jimin adds mocking Namjoon as he ties his shoelaces. The older man let’s out a low laugh as he shakes his head.

“I know what I'm doing.” Jungkook says firmly as he keeps his eyes trained on the ground. He had a plan.

“I hope you do because I know you’re not about to risk the whole gym just because of some family feud,” Namjoon says harshly but Jungkook doesn’t take offence to it because he knows it’s true.

“I’m going to need your help.” Jungkook says as he gets up and looks at his hyungs, Jimin's eye widening as Namjoon leaned against the lockers.

“What is it?” Namjoon asks.

.

When Jungkook arrives at the club he is immediately let in without any hesitation, garnering jealous looks from men and admiration from women.

He is led past the VIP section, straight to the main office down a hallway of red lights, secluded from the public but still within the building.

When he gets there, the bouncer knocks.

Jungkook can hear people screaming in agony on the other side of the room and he greeted by the smell of fresh blood when the door opens, two hunched figures covered in blood sat on chairs near the entrance.

Jungkook doesn’t pay much mind to them, the steely stench of the blood not even phasing him. He just looks at the man sat on the leather chair sat behind a large desk ahead of him.

“Jungkook! I see you came back. What's brought you here, son?” The old man sat on the leather chair says enthusiastically.

“They came after my girlfriend. They came to our work place and trashed it.” Jungkook says, trying to suppress his emotions knowing damn well how his father could react to Jungkook especially showing how distressed and afflicted he was.

“Those fucking bastard!” The old man curses as he slams the table.

“That's why you need to join us quick son, we can give you and your girlfriend protection, money, everything. You don’t even have to do much for it. You of course still get to spill some blood, since that’s what you love doing,” the old man continues, ending it with a heartfelt laugh.

Jungkook clenches and unclenches his fist as he tries to calm his self. He can’t do anything dumb now, he needed these people. When he didn’t need them he’d get rid of them and go on with his life with you.

Just then a knock is heard.

“Come in,” the man commands as he waves a hand dismissively.

The door shuts and open.

“Ah Taehyung! Just in time, your brother and I were just talking about the deal. I think we’re close to an agreement!” the old man exclaim and Jungkook’s body freezes at the mention of that name.

Taehyung. It’s been years.

“That's great boss,” the boy replies rather monotonously and although Jungkook wants to turn around and have a reunion with him, he keeps his cool.

“They've been harassing him and his girl? Can you believe that?” he says as he slams the table.

“No, I cannot believe it,” Taehyung says and Jungkook hides a laugh that bubbles inside him but he manages to suppress it.

Unbeknownst to him, Taehyung had caught a glimpse of his shaking shoulders, a gesture that came along with a laughing Jungkook. A discreet smile finds its way onto Taehyung’s lips as he looks at the ground.

“My son?! Do they not know what he is capable of ?! I ought to show them who's boss !” he snaps, slapping the table top.

“I agree,” Taehyung says and Jungkook rolls his eyes. Taehyung always had a gift to convince people into the wrong direction and contaminate their decisions with minimal effort . He was manipulative and persuasive, a one of the many reasons why he was part of the group.

“Listen up son, you can’t wait too long. You need to hurry up and give us the answer. Things could get messy. Remember, all you need to say is that you accept it, no matter where you are.” he says as he leaned over his table, seeming desperate.

“You both can leave while someone comes to clean this up,” he says as he motions towards the now dead, he assumed, bodies.

As soon as they leave the room they burst out laughing.

“That old man is losing his mind I swear.” Jungkook laughs and Tae simply smiles.

“He's getting old.” Taehyung says as they make a corner and enter the crowded space again, taking a seat at the VIP booth.

Two show girls come to them, one clinging onto Taehyung not that he pays her any attention and the other attempting to straddle Jungkook's lap, to which he decline kindly, taking a drink instead.

The corner of Taehyung’s lips tugs as he smiles against the rim of his glass.

“This special girl you’ve been seeing, you must really like her.” Taehyung says abruptly, making Jungkook choke on his drink, and soon enough Taehyung is clutching his stomach as he laughed his heart out.

“It's not fucking funny,” Jungkook sighs as he attempts to clean of his shirt. “Shit,” he cusses.

“Anyways, don’t act like you don’t know anything about her. You might know as much or more than I do, after all I’m pretty sure you guys ran a background check on everyone who has anything to do with that gym,” Jungkook laughs.

“Not I. Probably Yoongi.” Taehyung says as he raises his hand in defence and Jungkook shakes his head .

“I really did let you go when you left, that’s what you wanted.” He continues and Jungkook nods.

“Listen up son,” Taehyung says mocking Jungkook's fathers manner of speech, “there's something you need to know. It’s about your father.” He says as he leans in closer.

.

You were chilling in the living room when you heard a knock on the door.

You went to open it thinking That maybe Nella was back from the grocery store but you were greeted by an empty hallway.

You’re about to close the door when a hand stops it from closing and the door is flung open, causing you to tumble down. Before you can even look up and see who is there, a black rag is covered over your head.

The heavy medicine like smell that was laced on the cloth makes you go limp as your attempts to escape came to a halt at the slip of your consciousness.

.

The next morning Jungkook is preparing for his match, some one names Louis Ralf, he remembers you briefing him. He was a champion fighter which was strange because as far as Jungkook knows, he’s the only one who has never lost.

He was never really cocky about his reputation, only bringing up his victories and stamina when he was in bed with you, but overall he was humble. It’s just he’s been feeling adrenaline pump through his body.

“He’s going to do anything, everything to get you to join and take his place”

He recalls Taehyung telling him.

He can’t help but feel uneasy. He had called last night and talked to you, telling you that he couldn't come back and that he’d see you at the match. He also insisted that you stay in today and come only during the match.

He was able to sleep well but he woke at Namjoon's place feeling uneasy.

It was currently 5 pm and the match would be at around 8 pm. He’s been practicing all day but not overexerting himself, not wanting to burden you or disappoint you like he always does when he takes it a little too far.

Before he knew it, it was time and he could hear the sound of the crowd roar and it boosted him up.

“JEEEEOOOOON JUNGKOOOOOOK!” The referee calls out and Jungkook make a his way out into the play field.

“On the other side of the ring, we have LOIUSSS RAAAAAAALFFF"

The moment he see’s who his opponent is, he freezes as all the anger and blood lust from that night slowly builds up inside him.

The man still looks busted, he’s barely healed. Black eye still evident and busted lip swollen. But he looks smug for some reason. He thinks he’s going to win? Jungkook scoffs as a twisted smirk etches across his lips.

“This is going to be fun,” he mutters to himself.

.

By the second round the man had lost poorly and Jungkook had been declared the winner as the man laid on the ring, heaving as he tries to catch his breathe.

However the crowd chanted in unison. They wanted a third match.

Jungkook gladly agreed, of course he wasn't done with this swine. He was almost at his limit but he could still win.

Jungkook delivered blow after blow directed towards the man and he ate it all. He was finished. Or so Jungkook thought.

He see’s the man smirk as his eyes wandered off the ring behind him. Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows, angry that the man had dared to put his attention else where and also curious as to what the man was so happy about.

He turned to look. And the there he saw you, arms tied behind your back as a bulky man held you by the arm.

All his sense shut down as he could only see, and only see you. He watched as you struggled in the man’s grip, tears running down your face as you mouthed something to him.

He stares confused. His body giving up on him as his breathing began to get uneven.

What was going on?

He see’s you shake your head frantically as his senses come back to him slowly, but one second too slow because before he knows it a punch is thrown towards his jaws and he falls to the ground with a loud thud.

“I suggest you keep yourself like that and see me win if you want your girl to be safe, pretty boy.” he says to Jungkook and Jungkook looks from you to the man as he choked out blood and you begin screaming, catching Jungkook's attention again.

He watches you through hooded lids as he gets up, but before he can properly stand up, he is kicked in the face but he only stumbles.

He turns immediately to bare his teeth at the man who only smirk at him.

“Remember what I said huh?” he taunts and Jungkook holds his ground, allowing the man to send a punch to his side.

You stare stunned.

What is happening.

Jungkook shouldn’t be losing, he never loses. Especially against this scumbag ? Jungkook wants his head on a fucking stake so why was he letting the weak ass beat him up? Was it because of you?

Just as the realisation dawned on you and you’re about to shout it out to Jungkook, you see a man with mint coloured hair who stands out across the room. He was holding a gun. And it was pointed at you.

Your eyes widen in horror and before you know it he cocks it and pulls the trigger, the bullet piercing through your flesh , scarlet blood spreading across your chest while your top is soaking it as you look at a wide eyed Jungkook kneeling on the ground.

The sight of a gun shot straight through your heart is the last thing he sees before a hard foot comes into contact with his temple and he comes crashing against the ring floor, a single tear escaping his eyes before his eyes and mind give out and all he see’s is black.

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DUN DUN DUNNNN SOOO It's gotten a little tense and dramatic here. What do you guys think will happen?

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Before I Leave You (Masterlist)

(Omegaverse au, Mafia au, Bts x Reader)

Summary: Someone always has to leave first; They just didn’t expect Yoongi to come back with a new omega (who’s clearly been through some shit).

Pairing: Beta! Yoongi, Omega! Reader, Omega! Jungkook, Omega! Seokjin, Alpha! Namjoon, Alpha! Hoseok, Alpha! Taehyung, Alpha! Jimin,

Tags: Polyamory, groupsex, sexual and non-sexual Dom/sub undertones, heat sex, praise kink, brief humiliation, Spanking, knotting, breeding kink, emotional abuse, physical abuse, forced mating marks, graphic murder scenes, negative self-talk, self-esteem issues, non-verbal characters, abandonment, PTSD, hurt/comfort, gluttonous fluff, agoraphobia, implied/referenced self-harm, suicidal thoughts and brief desperate suicide attempt, unreliable narrators. Gender dysphoria, transgender characters, internalized transphobia, internalized misogyny, unintended outings, epilepsy, slowish-burn,  

W/c: 200k+  

A/n: long time no see~ this is what I’ve been working on for the last few months! I hope everyone will like it. Updates will be once a week on fridays or Saturdays at 5pm EST. This will also be cross posted on Archive of our own. The M/c won’t appear until part two! 

READ THIS STORY HERE ON AO3

Extra content: Honey cake Recipe 

Prologue: The Beta 

Summary: The pre-story is as sweet as honey and as simple as every other love story. Namjoon’s pack falls together before it falls apart. 

Part One: Sweet Regret  

Summary: Yoongi Disappears- leaving behind a shattered pack. 8 months later Jimin finds Yoongi in an H-mart of all places. 

Part Two: The Don  

Summary: On the worst days, Yoongi is judge, jury, and executioner. But he judges you and finds you worthy of protecting (and loving too).

Part Three: The Gala 

Summary: Yoongi tries to steal you away, Geumjae takes something instead. 

Part Four: If I’ve Got You 

Summary: Yoongi makes his choice. 

Part Five: An Unlikely Enemy 

Summary: Namjoon’s pack reunites with Yoongi. With some…unexpected results.

Part Six: Stupid Instincts

Summary: it takes three visits for you to trust Jimin. 

Part Seven: Yoongi’s Worst Fear 

Summary: it’s easy to forget that your bond is still new, but luckily, the pack is there to fill the gaps. 

Part Eight: Seokjin’s Secret

Summary: Everything takes a little getting used to. Namjoon’s a little in love already.

Part Nine: Aura  

Summary: Oh Jungkookie 

Part Ten: Blame Me For it

summary: you couldn’t expect everyone to love you instantly, but still- yoongi kind of hoped.

Part Eleven: Before I Love You 

Summary: what is love other than a particular kind of envy? Hoseok envys you in more ways than one. 

Part Twelve: Civil Midnight 

Summary: A love story that starts with a train ticket, an old jean jacket, and a cup of shitty coffee.

Part Thirteen: Moving Day 

Summary: Namjoon has royally fucked up, luckily the pack has a place to go. “what if this is a bad idea hyung?” 

Part Fourteen: Like a Sigh 

Summary: Seokjin isn’t ready to forgive namjoon just yet, luckily he has you and yoongi to turn to for some good old omegan comfort (ie: cuddling)

Part Fifteen: The many Shades of Kim Taehyung: Celedon Green

Summary: Tae is at one moment, overcome with fear and longing, “Get out! don’t look! please! i don’t want you to see me!”

Part Sixteen: The many Shades of Kim Taehyung: Babygirl Pink

Summary: A secret for a secret is exchanged. “You’re so pretty Tae.” 

Part Seventeen: Just a little Nip

Summary: Things are often clearer the day after, but if anything Taehyung only feels more confused about where she stands with you.

Part Eighteen: Mine, mine, mine

Summary: Tae’s rut hits and hits hard, luckily the pack is there to soften its blow.

Part Nineteen: Honey bunny 

Summary: discussions about your past cause some troubling facts to come to light, but amidst the sadness- there is also love.

Part Twenty: No Sinners

Summary: try as you might, you just cant get the idea of those sex-toy boxes out of your head.

Part Twenty-one: No Saints 

Summary: The thing about Jimin is that he’s a little bit of a psycho

Part twenty-two: Playing Dead 

Summary: After finding you in such a compromising position, the pack has their questions (and a few confessions)

Part Twenty-three: Heart shaped Hickey’s (Coming soon)

Summary: you don’t know what you expected this discussion to look like, but Jungkook dumping his sex toy collection in the middle of the nest definitly isn’t it. 

Part twenty-four: We ache until we bloom

Summary: As you broach the idea of intimacy with the pack, you can’t help but reflect on the first time You and Yoongi ever made love. 

Part twenty Five: Strawberry Soda

Summary: Taehyung thinks that girl dates are better than regular ones, but she could just be biased because it’s a date with you. 

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Mafia! Jungkook x nurse! reader AU

Word Count: 4k

genre: mafia, angst, fluff, slight smut in future

warnings: blood, guns, swearing, you know the usually mafia stuff lol

PT 2

A/N: hi this is one of my first fics ever so pls be kind thank you! also this is very old and has been rotting in the drafts lol

ZEMBLANITY: the inevitable discovery of what we would rather not know; the opposite of serendipity.

The cold stare left your face as soon as you entered the cramped and seemingly sad room. It was lightly decorated with flowers on the nightstand and side table, the walls had little encouraging messages, and the area above the bed was decorated with glittering lights at which lit up the dark room in the night when the main lights were to be off.

Your lips tug up into a firm and almost overly enthusiastic smile out of habit, if it were to seem too forced the patients and their family get anxious at your state of uncertainty, so you've made it second nature to show off as much teeth as you can when entering the rooms without going overboard.

Little Sooyoung sat in bed with her mother by her side. You weren't used to this side of the hospital, the confines of the ER station were practically where you lived, but upon your unit being told of a shortage and being asked to send their best nurse up, you were the individual seen as best suited. It was probably true, Wooyoung was a likely candidate, yet his way of cracking quick-witted jokes was more suitable for the fast in and out patients rather than the established ones. Lisa was a possibility, but she was still new and getting used to the downstairs set up that if she were to come up here, she might actually have a mental breakdown trying to process all the information

So here you were in the surgery care unit smiling down at a recovering heart surgery patient, not due to forced habit (though that may have made your smile look brighter), but out of pure happiness seeing this little girl have the brightest smile on her face.

"Hello, I'm Nurse Y/N filling in for Nurse Weein today. I'm just here to check on her vitals." You step closer to the machine giving it a quick look while the mother and her child continue discussing the need for a princess just like Sooyoung, a brave young girl who overcame a rare heart condition.

"Disney should make it and cast you as the star of the show," You grabbed the clip board from the bed posts putting a check mark near the selected time. "Everything is all set, me or another nurse filling in should be back to check up working a few hours. Also, I'd pay good money to that movie, someone should let Disney know."

The smile held onto your face for a moment before slowly fading away as you headed towards the nurse's station. It was almost time for you to clock out, thankfully. You came in today at 11 AM only supposed to stay till 8 PM running the day to afternoon shift with Irene but being sent up here made your end time become 11 PM, and you wanted to pass out that very second.

"Ms. Y/L/N, you don’t look too good, I sure hope you are leaving soon." Dr. Choi stated as he held a clipboard in hand reviewing the charts. His eyes gazed at you for a few seconds taking in your zombie like features; your eyes were decorated with deep bags underneath, your lips were chapping, and your skin just look tired in general.

"Thankfully, I am leaving now Dr.Choi ." You reply letting out the biggest sigh resting your hands against hips," If I stay here any longer, I may pass out."

"Thank you for coming up to help on such short notice. It means a lot." Dr. Choi looks up and gives her a short nod and you return to your desk area to review some more charts.

"No problem! I'm happy to help," You begin to pack your limited items tugging the light jacket onto your fatigued body, "See you guys!"

The rest of the nurse staff only brought their hands up bidding the weakest goodbyes to lucky you who gets to leave in time, while they must work overtime to get everything done.  You would have stayed, of course, if it weren't for the fact that you've been there for way past your scheduled hours, and for the fact that this wasn't your unit. You were used to ER, and it honestly was a shocker that they'd send a college student like you to already be assisting in other lines of work. You were definitely capable of it, obvious reason why they sent you, but it was just strange to see a short time employee already being sent up before long term employees.

Walking outside of the building it was a bit chilly and you tug the thing material closer to your body as you made your familiar 15-minute walk to your apartment complex. It was normal for you to walk this late; it was scary the first few nights but as time progressed you became less scared (the pepper spray and other defense weapons seemed to also help ease your fears too). It has only been calm for you walking home, you would tone out the surrounding noise by placing your air pods in your ears having it play at a low enough volume so you can be aware for all things around you.

The walk home also allowed for you to destress from traumatic work experiences. It was very common in the duration of your excruciatingly long shift for winter break and for the weekends that tragic disasters would be rolled into your unit needing immediate assistance and all hands-on deck. Recently there was a car accident victim, they were pretty roughed up, not enough though to go to other units, and it pained you to see the young teen girl in so much pain. Her parents were sent to the more urgent unit and were treated with such intense care that thinking about the girl's fate scared you, and rightfully so. The next week her father went into a coma dying a few days after and her mother too slipped into one, lasting a bit longer but too passing. It was crushing to have her in the hospital recovering yet still seeming to not be getting better. Those nights you took the long long way home.

Nearing your apartment building strange noises made you pause for a moment pulling your phone out to pause the music. It seemed like heavy breathing from a person leaning against the side of an empty building on the floor letting out fading groggy noises sounding like they were falling out of consciousness.

Before you knew it you were knelt beside the body bringing your slightly cold hands to the face tapping it lightly, "Hey, hey. Are you with me?"

"Yes," they let out a cough, blood pouring out of their mouths onto your grey scrubs leaving stains that you will have to scrub immensely to get out, "I'm here." 

"Okay." You assessed his body looking around at his side which seemed to be pooling out blood and his leg which seemed to also be having the crimson color spill from. "What's your name? I need to call the hospital-"

"No!" He reached up gripping your wrist that reached for his cell phone sat on the floor beside him. "Please no."

His eyes then closed again, and he grunted reaching for it before you could, "Call- call the most recent dial."

"We need to get you to somewhere else at least, you're bleeding a lot and we need to stitch you up," You look around seeing the dead street around tugging your lip into your mouth. "C'mon, I can't support your weight so you're going to need to try."

You wrapped his arm around you trying to lift him to the best of your ability and surprisingly got him pretty far off the ground before he began to aid you in lifting him up. "We are going to go to my apartment, it's down the street right there, okay? I will help you with your wounds."

He made no noise only limped with you to the dimly lit apartment complex. Finally making it there you try to rush as fast as you can to get in and begin helping this stranger to the best of your ability. You had little material, only the first aid/ surgery kits they gave to the interns your freshman year which was stocked with all sorts of gadgets you never got to use.

"Let's go to the table." You pause before it swiping all material that was on it off in a hasty manner before setting the male down softly letting him lay as you searched for the kit. Buzzing erupted on the wood as you returned with the plastic box opening it putting on the gloves inside.

"Taehyung? You asshole why haven't you answered sooner we were-"

"This isn't Taehyung," You yell out as sweat surfaced on your face and your heart rate increased as you started to prep to help this man. What in the hell were you doing? This man was a random individual you found on the street, for all you know he could be a criminal or a gang member, definitely someone you didn't want to have trouble with.

"Who is this? Where Taehyung?" The person on the other side of the phone sounded out of breath and it seemed the car they were in screeched as you hear the familiar tire noise through the speaker.

"Taehyung is with me. I found him bleeding on the side of the street. I was going to call the hospital, but he said not to," You bring more materials out and begin to cut his shirt and strip his pants of. Man, you really thought you'd being doing this in a different way, not in a way that you'd be trying to save a life, "He is very injured, and I am trying my best to help him."

"Where are you, we are coming to get him. We'll figure something out."

"I'm not giving you my address. I will help him right now and have him call you after." And with that you hang up trying to become more focused on the task at hand. It seems the damage wasn't as bad as you thought it was, but certainly if you didn't find him and if he didn't get the correct treatment, he might as well be a goner. His leg was grazed by a bullet, you recognize the perfect cut anywhere- wait a bullet? Your heartbeat quickened once more, you definitely weren't dealing with an everyday person, this was someone you didn't want to mess with, but you choke down your worry assessing the stomach wound. It was a stab; you've seen many knife wounds in the hospital and could recognize the mark of a blade.

"Taehyung," You tap his face again and he lets out a faint response, "I'm going to stitch you up now. You must trust me, this will hurt a hell of a lot, but you seem like a big guy who can take some pain, right? Now please bite down on this." You searched around for something and saw a kitchen towel laying on the floor from when you spilled everything off.

He obeyed placing the material in his mouth biting down softly, "Okay bud here we go."

---

Whipping the sweat off your dripping forehead you peer down at the now sleeping boy stationed on your couch. It was hell trying to drag him there, he was no longer conscious, even if he was, he had absolutely no strength to lift himself up, so you had to do everything on your own. His phone kept ringing, but you left it in the corning leaving it to go to voicemail during the whole procedure which took a hell of a lot longer than you thought it would. You estimated you got home around 11:35 PM and it was now nearing 2 AM. You had lots of trial and errors to go through, but you managed to stitch back together this boy who thrashed around violently as the pain from the disinfectant and the needle, it would probably have taken less time if he stayed still.

You jumped at the sudden vibration of his phone once more bending over to decline an incoming call from 'Seokjin'. You sighed seeing the forty-five missed calls and billions of other text messages from various people saying various things, one you read pertained to how they need to come gets Taehyung immediately but you threw the phone back down before reading the rest.

To say you were exhausted would be an understatement. Your body ached from head-to-toe yearning to collapse on your floral duvet not even bothering to change before doing so. Your eyes were shutting for a few seconds every now and then before shooting open as you attempted to make it in your room before passing out from exhaustion. You plopped down, eyes shutting instantly when feeling the comfort of your mattress.

---

The sound of a gun cocking brought your eyes to open as the sound of birds echoed from outdoors. You blink lightly thinking you possibly heard wrong but when they finally fluttered opened all the way you were met with a barrel directly pointed at your face, "Who are you?"

"What the fuck, dude?!" You back away from the gun back reaching your headboard as you see Taehyung stand before you.

"Who are you and why am I here?" He demanded and your eyes widen his finger getting closer to the trigger.

"Look at your side, I know you feel that bandage and I know you know you for sure did not fix yourself up like that. Put the fucking gun down." Your eyes stay trained on his as waited a few seconds and finally with shaky hands he lowered the weapon and placed it into his pocket.

"What happened?" He touched his side recalling some moments from the night before.

"Found you outside bleeding and brought you here after you said no hospital. I don't know what type of shit you're in, but I am going to make us breakfast and after I need you to call your friends and leave my apartment." You rub your eyes thankful that today is your day off, otherwise trying to get him out while getting to work on time would be your worst nightmare.

"I don't need breakfast, you've done enough. I'll just call my friends-"

"Please stay you're incredibly weak and need something in you. You look like you're about to pass out from standing there." You state while getting out of bed. "I'm going to change quickly then I'll be out. Also, here's a shirt sorry I wrecked yours."

You throw him a spare old shirt your ex left over. He then looks down to your attired, which were bloodied scrubs, that you didn't change out of before sleeping and his lips formed a frown, "I'm sorry for causing you such an inconvenience. I am really thankful you saved me."

"I like helping people. It's fine really, you can get your phone it's somewhere on the floor in the living room in a corner." You shoo the boy out letting yourself slip into some sweatpants and a tank top. Sliding out of your room you spot Taehyung speaking on the phone and he turns around giving you a small smile.

"Can you talk to my hyung for a second?"

You nod reaching to grab the device, "Hello?"

"Hello? Is this the lady who saved Taehyung?" The voice was the exact same from yesterday, Seokjin.

"Yes, I'm she."

"Perfect!" He then shuffled the phone for a moment before a deeper voice came into the other line.

"Hello, I'm Namjoon. Would you care to send your address so we can pick up Taehyung? It would be greatly appreciated, and we wouldn't want to trouble you more."

"I would send my address but I'm afraid of whatever you're apart of and wish to not be associated with it. May we meet at the Starbucks on Third?" You knew they were dangerous and giving your home address to a possible criminal? You were smarter than to do that.

"Ma'am I think it's best if we meet-"

"I said no thank you. We will be leaving there now. See you then." You hung up the Taehyung giving you a subtle smirk. His lips twitched up and he gave you an amused side glance. "What?"

"No one ever talks to Namjoon like that." He shook his head chuckling reaching to grab his phone. "Shall we be on our way?"

"We shall." You reach for the sunglasses on your counter and grab your side back off the sofa holding the door open for the boy. As they walk out, she can only but assume this boy is trying to remember his surrounding definitely taking into account which apartment you were on and counting the floors you walked down on the stairs, four to be exact, and mentally noting every street corner you pass by. He wasn't subtle about it, the way his eyes darted to see whatever sign he could to get a clue to where you lived, it was honestly humorous.

"I do hope you're noting where I live in order to send a thank you gift and not raid my apartment the next day," You turn the corner with him and finally reach the crowded Starbucks on third. It was a five-minute walk from your place but with walking traffic it was hard to do your usual speed walk to the destination making it more of a 10-minute walk.

"How did you-"

"You're not subtle you know? Your eyes were darting around every second or so." You held to door open for the boy waving your hand to direct him inside. He did his signature smug grind placing his hands in his pockets before entering the building with you following behind him.

"Where are you friends?" You look around but with how busy it is, it really could be anyone. Rather than speak Taehyung just walked away and you had to quickly catch up to his advancing figure to the back of the room where it looks to be two men sat in booth waiting for two others to join them: you two.

"Taehyung!" A man stood, the one facing you, and urged for the two new customers to take a seat beside them. Taehyung opted for the seat across from the purple haired guy who called for you two leaving you to sit beside him.

"You must be our mystery girl," He held his hand out in front of you, "I'm Jimin."

"Purple is an interesting color for someone who probably does a lot of crime. Ever think that might get you caught?" You shake his hand lightly before taking a seat. Looking across your eyes lock with a familiar face making your eyes widen in a panic.

Jeon Jungkook, a new nurse shadow at the hospital, was sat right across from you on his day off too looking just as shocked as you. He started a week ago, you haven't been able to speak to the kid with how busy your schedule has been and how busy he has been following Seungkwan around listening to his ever instruction becoming more aware of how things worked.

"My hair is the least of my worried when I am out in the world my dear," he sat back down leading his arm against Taehyung's chair," So what's your name?"

"If I didn't say it over the phone why the hell would I tell you here?" You squinted your eyes and amusingly laughed at his insistent behavior to know your name.

"Touché. Just want to know the name of the girl who saved our dear Taehyungie." He lifted his hand to run his hands through Taehyung's hair shifting it around while Taehyung struggled against his grip.

"You don't need to know my name. It was just an act of kindness. I will be leaving now, make sure he changes his bandages often and puts ointment on it. I slipped his dosage of pain medicine in his pocket when he was passed out so take that when necessary. If you need to call me, don't, first because you don't have my number, second because I would like to stay out of your business. Have a good day." You stand from your table but before you leave Jungkook's hand reaches out to grip your wrist before you go.

"Please take this as a thank you. If you don't, I will somehow still get it to you." He held out a small bag with a purple card attached to it labeled 'for the sassy mouth nursed who we owe a lot to. use it well'.

"I don't need anything really-"

"Take it." Jimin spike now a lot harsher than before. He seemed like a man to get what he wanted when he wanted it, something you didn't allow, and he was a little wound up at the fact that you stopped him from getting yet another thing he desired.

You hesitantly grab the soft material tucking it into your small side bag. You give a soft wave to the three men who watched you exit the building, and you made your normal route to your apartment complex. Walking there you couldn't help but feel as though there was still a figure glooming over you as you passed by streets, you hated to be paranoid but knowing who you've helped and who you've seen recently you were slightly worried as to what the apprehension might be.

You haven't told them your name, of course Taehyung could have found it and they were just waiting for you to say a fake name to have a reason to kidnap you or something. And of course, Jungkook already knew you name he could expose you anytime he wanted to wait why didn't he? Why didn't he say anything when you refused to let your name slip from your mouth? He had the opportunity to, he had all the power to, but he stayed silent. As to why he stayed silent. You don't know.

"Y/N!" Your attention drifted from your various thoughts due to your name being called by someone behind you.

"What?" You turn to see none other than the man himself, Jungkook, who was running lightly towards your direction.

"Hey." He slowed his speed as he caught up with you and started to catch his breath besides you.

"Do you need something? Were you sent to follow me?" You snort crossing your arms over your chest as you walked.

"Actually, I didn't get sent to follow you I just," He brought his hand up to rub the back of his neck as you continued down the road, "Just wanted to say I'll see you at work tomorrow."

"Yeah okay," You snort turning to look at the boy for the first time during this walk and boy was he attractive up close. At work you've only seen him from afar, he was pretty. He had soft features that blended well with harder ones complementing his face perfectly. Up close you can really see those well-defined features on his face. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"Huh?"

"You knew who I was back there but said nothing, why?" You stopped now in front of your buildings fence leaning your shoulder against the railing.

"I don't know honestly," He paused too, his eyes looking around either to gather information on the area or he was just trying to think of a response, "I guess I just didn't want to get you involved."

"Jungkook," He looked up at you as you pushed yourself off the building, "Don't get into too much trouble doing what you're doing, okay? Would hate to not see your face at the office."

And with that you gave him a soft smile before entering your building.

ALMOST YOURS- JJK masterlist

" you are my forever

even if we may not be. "

Mafia! Jungkook x nurse! reader au

SYNOPSIS: As a struggling college student that is top of the class and a shoe in for future jobs, helping a gang member on a trip home was not what you expected to be doing. But after helping said gang member, you are pulled into their world after finding out you work with Jungkook, youngest in the gang and possibly the most dangerous. But is this your first time in the mafia world? Is Jungkook the only one with secrets?

WARNINGS: violence, gore, blood, idk gang things lmao, no smut as of right now, 

UPDATES: irregular, my writers block switches all the time so it depends on that and if i want to write something else

MASTERLIST

1. Zemblanity

2. Liberosis

3. Litost

4. Oblivion

5. Sciamchy

6.

ALMOST YOURS JJK- 2

Mafia! JK x nurse reader

word count: 3k

genre: mafia au

warnings: mentions of bullet wound and taking a bullet out, mentions of stitches, blood, cursing

A/N: i struggled to write this so it probably sucks but the plot be picking up 👀 also unedited as of right now, will fix later 

LIBEROSIS: The desire to care less about things.

"I can't accept this." You threw down the bag in front of the male who sat eating his cheeseburger hidden away in the back of the hospital cafeteria. His legs were spread across the timid booth and his elbows rested against the table.

"Too bad." He pulled his sandwich closer to his face taking another mouthful of the meat before shoving the bag back towards you. "It's yours."

"Jungkook." You looked around to make sure people weren't nearby. "It's fucking ten thousand dollars."

"And?" He now reached for his bag of lays, he threw chips in his mouth as your eyes widen down at his lax figure.

"What do you mean? I can't take ten thousand dollars from you guys!" You whispered. "I told you it was fine just take the money back."

"Y/N," He lifted the bag pushing it towards your body, "Just take the damn thing."

You huffed realizing you really couldn't fight him on this. It was a surprise when you opened the small bag last night to reveal stacks of cash with a little smiley face sticky note on it saying 'enjoy :)'. You knew it was risky to take it, who knows where that money came from. But with what it looks like now you have no other option but to take it.

You stood there for a moment looking around before walking away from Jungkook heading back to the ER unit getting ready to finish your last hour of work. You've been there since 3 AM, and at 1 PM you would enjoy the glorious freedom of having two days off work. It was due to your extra hours helping the last few days at the surgery unit.

Walking back, you noticed a familiar man standing at the front desk running his fingers against the counter. He impatiently looked around the room peering down the halls to see if any nurse would pop out to help him.

"Your friend is in the cafeteria," You don't make eye contact as you grab a few charts reviewing their files.

"You work here too?" The individual tilted his head, curiously eyeing your figure wondering why he's never seen you here before. He's been here plenty of times recently but had never spotted your face in the crowd.

"No, I just wear scrubs and cosplay Grey's Anatomy." You look up making eye contact with Taehyung, "Yes I work here dummy."

He looked down at the bag you placed on the counter raising his eyebrows, "You shouldn't leave it out like that, you know it's a lot of money."

"I know was trying to give the damn thing back to Jungkook but he wouldn't take it," You sighed bringing your hands up to rub your eyes. "Are you going to go look for him?"

"Don't need to he's already coming this way," He pointed his head in the direction of Jungkook who had his hands in the pocket of his jacket as he took a bite of an apple.

With that you walked away heading to your first patient's room. It was a teen girl who was experiencing some vision issues, like seeing white spots, and her primary care provider advised they get it checked out due to past heart issues.

Thankfully, it was nothing big, just migraines which you knew too much about, and the doctor was able to send her home safely after giving her a cocktail of medicines to ease the pain.

After that you saw a few more patients that varied in situation, and thankfully none were stress inducing enough to give you a headache, so before you knew it you were back out doing paperwork while your fellow co-workers around you talked.

"So, let's talk about the cutie that got transferred to our department." Lisa wiggled her eyebrows and Tina clapped excitedly. "What was his name again? Junko? Jung-"

"Jungkook got transferred here?" You interrupted her, the file in your hands slamming against the table.

"Yeah! Asked for an hour switch and got put with us!" Tina confirmed grabbing the paperwork from the printer beside her. "He is so hot."

"Truly a walking god. Man, I want to have a night with him. Have you seen those arms?" Lisa's hand supported her chin as her gaze travels across the room in a daydream.

While the two of them seemed quite happy to have the handsome boy in your unit, you were quite the opposite. You wouldn't deny that Jungkook was not everything you could ever ask for in a man. He was incredibly beautiful, soft skin blending with his soft features, the small mole below his lip being something you found cute. He had a body to die for, the scrubs did not do its job of hiding his toned, muscular arms. The material clung to his biceps and when he would carry something heavy, his arm veins would be on display causing many of the staff to water at the mouth. He was a perfect guy, at least seemingly perfect, but you knew the truth. He was a gang member, mafia member, whatever the hell he was in. He was a criminal and probably killed people. No matter how attractive he is you did not want to get mixed up in any mafia shit.

"Speaking of the sex God." Tina lowered her voice as Jungkook strode down the hallway, a big box of supplies in his very pretty hands, arms flexing and veins out. He walked with another newbie, Minhyuck, and they seemed to be laughing at something one of them said.

Along with the others, your eyes trailed his figure as he continued down the hallway nearing the desk you all were at. The pen in your hand spun as you spiraled into various thoughts, all of them surrounding the man before you.

He was a mafia member, and he was also your coworker. Knowing this information is enough for you to try and get him fired, to have him not be your coworker who is a mafia member anymore, but if you did that you would probably be on the 9 AM news found in a ditch. So, you decided to just let him stay. He wasn't causing any trouble and was there for a half decent reason; he wanted to take care of the mafia members when they get injured. He wanted to save a life and who were you to deny that.

"Y/N!" Though you were staring, you were zoned out to the point where you didn't realize that Jungkook had looked over to your desk.

When he called your name, your eyes widened, and you quickly looked away back to your file. With the box still in his hand, he jogged a bit to reach the desk placing on the counter and leaned over.

"Y/N. Fancy seeing your here." He tried to catch a peek at the file you were holding but you shut it and looked up to him.

"I literally work here. And this is confidential patient information. Stop snooping."

"But I'm in your unit now." He smirked. "Can't I see the files?"

"It's not your patient." You grabbed the stack of files and stood from your seat no longer wanting to converse with him. Lisa and Tina were giving you weird glances and Lisa even managed to kick your chair lightly (to which you gave her a glare). "Don't you have supplies to put away?"

He looked to his left where the large box was placed and where his fried used to be. "Yeah. I'll see you later. You too Lisa and Tina."

Once Jungkook left you stood too taking your leave before Tina or Lisa could stop you.

"Are you stalking me?"

You were walking on your route home, white sneakers hitting the wet pavement and sending small splashes out. Your jacket hung over your body keeping the rain from fully reaching your skin, but the thin cloth material could only do so much. While walking home you, were able to pick up on things that would happen around this time. The nighttime walk was the easiest to fine differences, not much happened during the night, but walking today at 1:10 pm it was a bit more difficult to spot the raven-haired boy trailing around you.

"How did you notice me tailing you?" He was behind the wall but peeked around when you spotted him.

"It's not that difficult to notice." You weren't entirely wrong. Noticing someone following you isn't hard, not when you pay attention.

"Yeah, but I trail people for a job. I'm supposed to be good at it." Jungkook huffed placing his hands i  his pockets.

"I guess you got sloppy." Jungkook's phone began to ring, and he quickly shoved his hand into his jeans answering it.

You tried not to listen; you were never one to zone in on conversations others had, but you could still hear small details. It seems he was being summoned someone, the flow of swears after showed it was urgent and something quite damaging happened. The hand through the hair was another cue that this call was no good.

"Ok, yeah I'll come right away. No, I don't need someone to pick me up I have my bike." He hung up and jogged to catch up to where you were. "Hey. We need your help with something."

Eyebrows raised waiting for him to explain.

"You up to stitch up another bullet wound?"

You thought the ride there would be the scariest thing of the evening, but when you saw the sight of Park Jimin lying on the table, blood-soaked shirt and jeans, nose swollen and arms cut, you realized you were wrong.

Jungkook rode a bike, not just any bike, a big, huge motorcycle that he used to whip around lanes and run red lights. You held on for dear life in those moment wondering if the next truck would hit you two, and it thankfully didn't. Pulling up to the gated mansion, shivers ran through your body and your body tensed at the sight. When Jungkook rushed off the bike it took you a few more seconds to follow still trying to reorient yourself.

"Y/N?" Jungkook snapped you out of trance and you stumbled with the duffle bag in hand to reach the door. From there you followed Jungkook who was approached by three different men, one being Taehyung, and they explained the situation. You avoided looking around not wanting to remember being here at all, you just wanted to help Jimin and leave right after.

"The Kangs? God damn it. How did Jimin not see them?" Jungkook finally reached their makeshift infirmary door sliding it open to reveal Jimin and another man. Jimin was on the table losing his consciousness by the second. Blood was dripping from the table to the floor, and his shirt was stained red.  "How the fuck did they sneak up on him?"

"A group came out of nowhere trying to get information out of him. They didn't want to risk bringing him to another location. It was a power move too." The man to the right explained.

"What information did they want?" Jungkook and the man exchanged looks while you began to set everything up. You stole from the hospital grabbing materials after Jungkook stated that it was bad. Once everything was laid out you decided to move in and cut Jimin's shirt off to expose the wound.

One bullet wound on the left side of his stomach and three stab wounds scattered around. He looked like hell and the sight of it made you queasy, but you stomached it down to get working.

"Do you mind placing this in his mouth? When I do stitches, he won't want to bite his teeth to shreds" The man who sat beside Jimin nodded and grabbed the rolled towel from your hands placing it in Jimin's mouth. In your haste of grabbing (stealing) materials you forgot to grab something that would reduce the pain.

After that you got to work. Biggest thing was getting the bullet out. With the tools you grabbed it would be easy once the bullet was located. Jungkook had returned to your side and prepped the other materials.

"Jungkook. You never told me he was on the brink of death." You breathed out hurrying to remove the bullet. "He's going to need a blood transplant do know his blood-"

"He's type A, same as me." Jungkook replied.

"Is anyone else type A? I need your help and you can't sit down and give blood for that." Bingo you found the bullet. Removing your finger, you reached for the tool and lodged it in his wound. Jimin let out a cry in pain while his body fidgeted around.

"I am." The boy with blond hair raised his hand.

"Perfect. There are blood bags and IVS in the bag." You blew the stray piece of hair out of your face as you pulled the bullet out. "Have Jungkook insert the IV and have another person watch it."

"Okay Jimin, time for the hard part."

Three wound stitches later and a whole lot of sweat, Jimin was finally in a stable (at least as stable as he could be in a non-hospital environment) condition. The blood transfusion went well, and the blood loss lessened.

"Wow you are literally a lifesaver." The man who gave the blood for Jimin, who you found out was named Hoseok, helped pick up the various blood-soaked rags and empty medical containers.

"That's my job." You were also picking up the spare containers throwing it into the large garbage bag in the middle.

"Yeah, but what you did was amazing. We could have lost him. You saved two of our men's lives." A new person stood in the doorway, his figure towering over everyone else in the room. His bulky arms cross as his body used the door frame for support.

"It was really nothing." You felt small in his presence but also felt a sense of security.

"I'm Namjoon." He stepped forward reaching his arm out. "I apologize for not being able to meet you sooner. I had some business to take care of."

"It's fine." After shaking his hand, you continued to clean not wanting to stay in this mansion any longer than necessary.

There were two things that Namjoon would follow up with. The first would just be a simple thank you, possibly some praise for your hard work. He would shove another check in your direction and send you off with four months' rent. He would make sure you felt appreciated for what you did.

The second option is he would offer you a job. Yes, a job. He would offer you work at this mafia mansion to be their personal doctor. You would fix up the men and nurse them to health. Pay would be more than exceptional. But if you denied he could keep prying you to do it. You didn't know him, from speaking with him before and seeing him now, you didn't think he could be one of the dirty mafias men but looks can be deceiving.

"You don't need to clean, my men will take care of it. Please rest."  He pulled out a spare chair and urged you to sit in it. Awkwardly walking, you reach the chair and sit. Namjoon pulled a similar chair out for himself and sat across from you. "Thank you for you work today. And the other day too with Taehyung. You truly have done a good deed for this family."

Family. Mafias were family. A bunch of rag-tag random men, some actually blood related but most not, working under a boss that claims everyone there to be family. Family.

"As for pay we will give it to you upon your leave. And since you have said not one but two lives, you will be put on our no harm list. I will have someone detail that later." He paused.

You knew of the no harm list. It was a list of individuals who have done a great deed for a mafia, and this deed put them on a list that would ensure their indefinite safety. If a different gang were to attack, Bangtan would save them.

"But I do have a question for you, Y/N."

"How do you know my name?" Your body stiffened in the chair, hands clutched the sides in anticipation. Did Jungkook expose you after saying he wouldn't?

"We are very crafty with searching people. Also, Taehyung is pretty good at remembering where he was." Namjoon explained and you nodded slowly. "Your file was pretty blank. Most information unknown, like your childhood, but that's not the point. We want to offer you a job here-"

"No."

"I didn't get to finish." Namjoon seemed disgruntled when you cut him off, something you have done before. "I wanted to offer you a job, but you seem pretty sold to not take it."

"No, I don't want the job. I prefer to stay out of mafia business." You stood up. "Actually, I would like to leave as soon as possible. I can inform Jungkook of proper care procedures and such."

"Of course, Y/N." Namjoon stood too shoving the chair to the side. "The job is always open if you change your mind. I will have one of my men drive you home. Thank you for your help."

"My pleasure."

You were a mystery. Jungkook knew it the moment he saw you at the office. He wasn't a creep by any means, but he did take an interest in you when you saved a little girl on his first day. Your passion for this job was tenfold but he could see a glint of guilt in your eyes. When the show was over your face fell and eyes zoned out.

After that day he went to his computer and searched your name. It wasn't hard to find at the hospital, the desk and timesheets had everyone's name, and but finding you in the systems proved more difficult. Very little information was provided, only subliminal items such as your name and address were shown. No previous address nor schools attended were on record. It was as if you were a ghost before the age of fifteen, and that intrigued him. You were the mystery he wanted to solve.

And fate stoke that very night you found Taehyung bleeding out on the side of the rode, the one link he needed to talk to you more and find out more about you.

"Jungkook." It had been long after you were given a ride home by Hoseok, and Jungkook sat in the room with Jimin checking up on him every now and then. "I would like you to keep an eye on Y/N."

"Why?" Jungkook tried to make out Namjoon's figure in the dim room.

"Something doesn't sit right with me."

Jungkook agreed.

"How is the first fifteen years of her life erased?" Namjoon thought aloud.

Namjoon turned to leave but stopped in his tracks. "And Jungkook, while watching her make sure to keep track of those around her."

ALMOST YOURS | JJK PT 4

nurse reader! x mafia jungkook

SYNOPSIS: As a struggling college student that is top of the class and a shoe in for future jobs, helping a gang member on a trip home was not what you expected to be doing. But after helping said gang member, you are pulled into their world after finding out you work with Jungkook, youngest in the gang and possibly the most dangerous. But is this your first time in the mafia world? Is Jungkook the only one with secrets?

WARNINGS: violence, amnesia, usual mafia things. descriptions of fights

WC:3.2k

A/N: hello! Long awaited update! sorry this is not that good and i have not edited so don’t mind errors. :)

OBLIVION: THE STATE OF BEING UNAWARE OF WHAT IS HAPPENING TO YOU

It wasn't like you expected it to happen. Like most things you aren't sure of its outcome. What would life be if you were to know every ending to every beginning, if you were to be able to predict the future and act accordingly?

Of course, we all wish for this ability but that unfortunately just isn't the case, but perhaps if you had been able to you would have seen yourself standing in the large workout room.

Loose sweatpants hung on your waist and a large t-shirt sat on your shoulders. Your hair was up in a ponytail with baby hairs poking through.

"Are you ready to start?" Jungkook stood in front of you, hands on his waist and hair down in front of his eyes.

"No." You deadpanned, fingers curling over the end of your shirt.

"I expected so." He sighed. "But we have to do this you know?"

And yes, you did have to. You must because you weren't able to see the future that would come from helping a stranger on the street and befriending your co-worker.

"First let's just do some stretches, get loose." Jungkook started to do some stretching and you stood for a moment before realizing that you should follow.

You bent to touch your toes and after brought your hands up to stretch your back. You bent down again and continued to get loose.

"You're quite flexible." Jungkook commented when you went down to go into the splits.

"We had to be." You whisper leaning further into your split. Jungkook looks away from you, hands fidgeting trying to think of what else to say.

"Ok I think stretches are all good. What do you want to start with? Some light boxing? Maybe some sparring?"

"Let's keep it light, I haven't done a lot of stuff in a while."

"Ok, cool. Let's just do some simple technique punches." Jungkook held his hands out and you followed.

"Are we going to keep dancing or are you going to hit me?" Jungkook poked the tongue against his cheek at your words and he lunged forward. You dodged it easily and threw a punch which he also managed to dodge. You spun around and sent an elbow to his back then you turn back around kicking his gut. He grabbed your leg trying to make you fall, he hit your leg and you let out a grunt of pain.

"Sorry!" In his moment of weakness, you were able to pull yourself closer to him and spiral around him, his grip on your left leg loosening so you were able to swing around and throw him down.

"I'm sorry!" You rushed over to him.

Once you reached him, he tugged you down and held you in a straddle, arms pinning yours down.

"You asshole!" You thrashed around trying to get loose, but he gripped tigher giving a slight smirk.

Looking down he loosened his grip but kept his eyes on you, his demeanor softening, "You look really pretty right now."

You froze staring into his eyes and then peeking down at his lips. He did the same, but you quickly pushed him off letting out light coughs.

"I have to use the bathroom."

"Can you do that move?" Hoseok pointed at the screen, eyes shifting from you to the movie waiting for a response.

"Yeah, I think so." You threw a piece of popcorn into your mouth watching Black Widow on the TV screen in the common room.

"What about that one? Ouch- the one where she swings her body around and- get him, get him! Oh, that one's cool. Can you teach me that?" Hoseok kept making comments about the movie that caused you and Jungkook to chuckle.

Hoseok was sitting on the floor with Yoongi next to him and you were on the sofa leaning against Jungkook.

It was movie night and Black Widow seemed to be the consensus for everyone. You were slightly apprehensive about watching it, you knew the basis of it and it felt too close to home. Jungkook made sure to confirm it was ok with you before, to be exact he asked around 14 times before the movie actually started.

"You doing okay?” His eyes fluttered down to your lax figure.

"Yeah." You ran your hand over him for a second. "I'm good."

His eyes turned to crescents, and he was about to say something else when the door busted open. Taehyung staggered in, hand wrapped around his arm and blood smearing down his face.

"What the fuck-"Jungkook and Hoseok were quick to get up racing over to Taehyung who held the door for the next person.

In walked Yoongi holding a man with his left arm. He too had blood that ran down his face.

The man in his hold wiggled around, kicked, fought, screamed. He was struggling to get out of the cuffs and kept asking for the bag to be taken off his head.

"Who is that?" You asked absentmindedly and received no response.

"Who the fuck is this?" Jungkook asked.

"This punk is a part of the Lims. Tried to kill us, sick bastard." Yoongi threw him towards the wall in an attempt to calm him down.

"Someone from the Lims was ballsey enough to just try and kill you out of nowhere?" You followed them watching how the person moved. It wasn't like how someone from the Lims would move. It was sloppy.

"I mean we haven't checked his tattoo-"

You stepped forward ripping the cloth material from the male's head. He shook his hair around and paused when he saw you.

"Y/N."

"You know this kid?" Yoongi held his grip.

"Mark? What are you doing here?"

"I came to get you. I thought that they kidnapped you."

"Why would you come get me?"

"Because the Lims are after you again." He looked down mentioning the Lims.

"Can you guys untie him? I want to speak with him for a moment." You tugged your sleeves down tugging your bottom lip into your mouth.

"Yeah, yeah." Taehyung reached for his switchblade and sliced the zip ties and many ropes letting Mark's hands come free.

You tilted your head to the garden exit and began walking. Mark followed behind and the others watched closely.

"How have you been?" He rubbed his wrists trying to stifle a grimace at his open cuts.

"You didn't come here to ask me I've been. Why the fuck are you here?"

"I told you; I came because Bangtan-"

"Mark.” You paused shoving your hair behind your ear. “Why are you back in the mafia world? You got out. Stay out."

"I can't just let the Lims get you." He held sincerity in his eyes as they glanced at the moon.

"You didn't feel that was the first time they got me." You whispered. "Just go."

You turned away and walked inside not saying a word to any of the men that stood around in fear of what you would do when angry.

Leaving the manor was a lot harder than you expected. With all the cameras, alarms, and surveillance you were almost positive that you would not make it out, but here you are.

You just wanted to go on a walk, you wanted to get out of the house for just a moment to be alone. But anytime you try to leave the house you almost set of fifty alarms.

It took hacking into the system (sorry Yoongi) to disarm the exit to where the manor exited to a small body of water. Around it was shrubs and small wildlife that scurried around.

You sat on a rock throwing stones in the pond waiting for one to skid.

"You know we get alerts when the system gets disarmed right?"

"Yeah, but I turned those off too." You knew it was Jungkook, he approached slowly with muddy boots and a blanket in hand.

"I know." He chuckled nearing the rock plopping himself down.

"Then how did you know I was gone?" You faced him with a few rocks in hand.

"I had a feeling you would try something. Call it intuition." He spun the blanket around your body wrapping it around your shoulders. "You know it's cold out, right?"

"I know." You hummed. "Why are you in the mafia?"

Jungkook was a bit taken aback by your question. It was a strange one and one that he was not expecting to have to answer.

"What?"

"Why the mafia? You don't seem to be forced to be here, you aren't ruthless, so why the mafia?"

"Well. Namjoon saved me, like actually saved me." He sighed, recounting his past was something he didn't do often.

A therapist would tell you to do shadow work, speak to your younger self and relive the moments that hurt you the most. Jungkook did none of that. Similar to you, he erased his past before he met Namjoon.

"My parents were killed by the Lims."

"How old were you?"

"I was eleven." He huffed. "I was supposed to die too, but Namjoon saved me. He raised me. And now I'm here."

"By vengeance or appreciation?"

"Both. Vengeance for my family to kill the sick fuck that killed them. Appreciation for Namjoon saving me."

"Hmm." You hummed tugging your lip into your mouth.

"How fucked the world is huh?"

"Yep." His foot tapped against the ground, he hoped it would show anxiety or restlessness, but you caught on to the fact that it was because he was freezing.

"C'mere." You held your arms open wide signaling for a hug. He cocked an eyebrow at you but slowly moved closer to your warm body. "This blanket is so soft.

"Mhm." He nuzzled his head into your shoulder breathing in.

"You were so strong, Jungkook. I hope you know that. Your parents know that."

He only nuzzled his head further trying to hold back the tears that threatened to spill out. He hasn't been held like this, listened to like this, since he last saw his mother.

"You are too." He lifted his head up to look you in the eyes. "My god you are one of the strongest people I know. I am so sorry you had to go through all of this... this shit."

"Shh." Tears poured down his face, you don't even think he noticed the hot stream spilling out.

"I won't let them get you. Not again."

You woke up the next morning with a slight cough and a cold feeling still in your body. Last night you had sat with Jungkook in silence for God knows how long.

"What's this?" When you left your room to get a nice warm cup of tea you saw various men walking around with tinsel, lights, and boxes of hot chocolate.

"Jungkook didn't tell you?" Hoseok lowered the greenery so you can see the top of his head. "Our annual Christmas party is coming up!"

"You guys throw a Christmas party?" You cross your arms in fascination seeing this mafia man hold Christmas decoration.

"Yep. Our leaders of the Child gang come for this more personal one and then we hold one for all the child organizations and our main organizations."

"Sounds fun." You reach out to grab one of the vines. "How can I assist in decorating?"

"Want to help me hang this above the door?"

"Of course!"

Feeling the tinsel was a foreign thing, putting it up was another unfamiliar thing. It had been years since you decorated, let alone celebrated for Christmas. When you went with your uncle there were no celebrations, at least none they would let you go to.

After that Christmas became sort of bitter for you, the decorations and 'Happy Holiday's' bitter in your mouth. It burnt your tongue wishing people a Merry Christmas like the hot chocolate families drank around the fire. Christmas was a holiday you forgot but wished you didn't.

"I haven't decorated for Christmas in so long. Forgot how good it felt to do this." You mentioned as you finished hanging up the last of the lights around the room.

"It's great isn't it!" Hoseok had glitter all over him and you couldn't help but laugh at the shiny specks all over his all-black outfit.

"When is the party?"

"Tonight." Jungkook had entered the room with a bunch of presents in his hand. "I got you a dress to wear, it's on your bed."

"If it is anything like that other dress, I will kill you."

"Trust me, it's better." He smirked and you ran to your room.

And Jungkook wasn't wrong when he said this dress was better. It did cover your ass and was not too low cut, however, the problem was with how it looked.

It was Mrs. Claus outfit, a red dress with a white rim and black buttons.

"You can't just get a normal dress for me?"

"Nope." Jungkook held a smug look on his face while brushing down his coat. He wore a black jacket with an undershirt that was red like the color of your dress.

"Classy." You shoved him while the two of you entered the main room where the other boys were in the circle talking.

Namjoon had called for an emergency meeting to discuss the upcoming party.

"Thank you all for coming. I was not going to do this tonight but with it just being the executives of each gang I thought it would be good to discuss now. There seems to be a spy in one of our child organizations. They are wanting to start a coup."

"Do you have any ideas who is the spy or who is leading this?" A classic rebellion always has a soundproof leader. Often hard to find and someone that would never be expected.

"Soobin or Hueining Kai, the oldest or youngest in the top 5." Jimin answered while turning the steering wheel. "And of course, some of the lower recruits."

"Yes, we suspect one of those two. Please just keep a close eye on any of the younger leaders at this time. Try to find anything suspicious. Taehyung will be leading the investigation tonight so if you see anything strange let him know."

Hearing the noise outside Namjoon clapped once, "Looks like they arrived early so let's get this party started!"

You all filed out of the room, and you strayed behind thinking about the situation he just described.

"You coming?" Jungkook stood by the door as it shut.

"I should talk to each of them. I'm new, maybe I can spot who is acting weird. I'm also trained in reading people too." You stood up brushing down your dress. "Additionally, pretty girls make any man fold."

"Very true but you don't need to get involved. Taehyung's got this." He pushed the door open holding it for you as you ducked below his arm.

"It's ok-"

"Nice to see you, Namjoon." A boy with fluffy brown hair held his hand out and four other men, though you would barely consider them men seeing how young they were, populated behind him. "Welcome back."

"You too, Soobin." Namjoon shook his hand and then greeted the others. They all made it down the line until the boy from earlier named Soobin reached you.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Soobin." Soobin, the boy who Namjoon said to be weary of.

"I'm Y/N." You shook his hand trying to read him in any way possible, He was nice, his aura was naturally charismatic and soft in nature. He seemed like a genuine person that was not meant for this type of life, but those people tend to be the most dangerous. HIs grip on your hand was not too powerful, at least not at first. It was gentle how he caressed your hand, eyes peering into yours intensely. A smile grew on his face and when you tried to pull away, he only held on tighter, making his grip stronger.

"You can let go now." Your eye squinted a little when his smile dropped. He waited a second before lowering his grip.

"Right. My apologies." He bowed and then stepped away.

"I don't like him." You whispered to Jungkook as the two of you reached the table to sit down.

"You and me both." He chuckled pulling out your chair. "Just be civil tonight, ok? I'll be back."

He stepped away leaving you alone at the table swirling your cup of champagne. There was a decent number of people there, none that you wanted to talk to at that moment. So, you sat alone waiting for Jungkook, or any of the Bangtan boys, to make an appearance.

Though the wait was short lived when a loud explosion came from the corner.

Your ears rang as you looked around in the haze of smoke reaching for something, anything in your vicinity but there was nothing but rubble.

"Jungkook!" You screamed out, hand grabbing for the gun in your waistband raising it up. The smoke was starting to clear, and you could see the people on the ground having a full-on blood bath. Men and boys shot, slashed, punched, kicked, fought each other mercilessly.

You kept searching for any of the Bangtan boys, but they must have been mixed in the large crowd.

"This is all your fault you know." A voice appeared beside you, and you jumped back with your gun up.

"What are you talking about?" You looked deep into Soobin's dark eyes.

"They are all going to die because you," He stepped closer and you retreated back almost tripping over a body, "couldn't fucking face your past. You couldn't come back and fight the Lims. And now everyone you know, and love will die."

"No." You shook your head. "No. Shut the fuck up."

"Sweet dreams little swan." A blunt hit to your head and you were out like a light.

"I think she's waking up." Your eyes fluttered lightly trying to adjust to bright lights around you.

"Y/N? Are you awake?" You see a blurred figure leaning over you snapping his fingers. Once your eyesight has focused you were quick to jump up and throw the man to the ground. In the process you found his gun lifting it up to face him and the other three people in the room.

"Who the fuck are you?"

"The ones who saved you." The man below you held his hands up, eyes never leaving the gun.

"From what?"

"Bangtan. They tried to kill you."

"Bangtan?" The name sounded familiar off your tongue. Your head started to have intense pain; you squinted your eyes trying to subside the pain.

"You hit your head pretty badly in the explosion. We are here to help you. You are one of us after all."

"One of what?" You looked around at the four men looking down at you.

"Apart of the Lims. I'm Soobin. It seems you lost your memory." He lifted his hand to reach yours that held the gun. Soobin... that did sound familiar. 

"What?"

"I know it's a lot of information but please rest." He took the gun from your hands and brought you to stand. "We can discuss everything over dinner."

Soobin turned away with a grin on his face. Time for phase one to commence.

I wish I would be a writer...

I would write a Mafia ff

He looks damm hot

thirsty. (m)

pairing: kim taehyung x reader

genre: smut, mafia au

word count: 2.1k

warnings: mafia!tae, slight yandere!tae (he’s crazy as hell), obsessive tae, mentions of blood and death, virgin!reader, etc.

summary: taehyung doesn’t take very lightly to disrespect.

(y’all if there are any typos, please tell me because i didn’t really proofread--)

(of course, credits to @taesluttt​ for this picture, and for the title of this fic)

“Maybe we could try something else instead...” You read aloud to yourself, as you began to finish the only book you hadn’t read in Taehyung’s library.

When the two of you first began dating, Taehyung began to quickly build up an enormous book collection. 

You asked him if he was interested in literature, or if he took up reading as a past time, to which he responded with a condescending smile,

“The books are not for me.”

This was before you found out his occupation.

Reading was one of your only other options of entertainment other than watching Netflix. Even then, you had to beg Taehyung to buy Netflix so you wouldn’t drive yourself insane. 

Of course, it wasn’t a money issue.

Taehyung had more than enough money to supply for the both of you and ten other people for the rest of your lifetimes, but he didn’t want you getting any stupid ideas from those dumb Netflix documentaries on trying to escape him.

You considered it many, many times before, but you could never go through with it in fear of what Taehyung would do to you or those you care about.

He told you countless times before that he would never lay a finger on you, and he has upheld that promise so far, but when you asked him if he’d ever hurt your loved ones, he just giggled and bopped your nose.

It was safe to say that he had you right where he wanted you--meek and subservient.

You sighed and closed the book, walking to place it back in the spot where you retrieved it, knowing that Taehyung would scold you with a smile on his face if you left the book on the couch.

He enjoyed talking down to you-- it was something about the apologetic and fearful look in your eyes that sparked his arousal.

 You reached for your phone in your back pocket, cursing under your breath when you remembered that Taehyung had taken it from you this morning because you hadn’t given him a kiss, as you were supposed to everyday.

You weren’t allowed to text anyone other than him or access any social medias, so the phone was basically there as an accessory.

Hopefully if you could convince him, he’d let you download Instagram or something so you could reach out to your family. You knew it’d be a long shot, and he’d probably agree to let you text them before anything else, but it had been such a long time that you had forgotten their phone numbers.

Maybe now would be a good time to ask him?

You did start the day off roughly by forgetting his kiss, but you’ve been good about everything else. Everything was neat and in order, just how he liked it.

It shouldn’t be that much of a deal now.

You took a deep breath, rolling your shoulders backwards once before you began to approach the stairs.

Once your foot hit the first step, you began to instantly regret this idea. This would be a huge ask, and if Taehyung didn’t like the idea, you knew it’d end up with you bent over his lap, 50 spanks on each cheek.

You thought about it for a few more seconds, before continuing to walk up the stairs.

There’s a first time for everything.

Once you reached the final step, you could faintly make out Taehyung’s baritone voice through his closed office door.

You paused, knowing better than to barge in unannounced when he was in the middle of something important.

You listened in for a few more moments, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion when you could make out the faint sound of another voice in the room.

“What the hell?” You whispered under your breath. You’d been awake all morning, and no one ever walked through the front door.

There was a long pause on the other side of the room, before Taehyung calmly spoke, “Is there something you need, baby?”

Your eyes widened, wondering how he knew you were creeping outside of his office.

Your footsteps weren’t heavy (you made sure they weren’t), so how did he know---

“Would you like to come in?”

You’d never been in there before, and to be honest, you didn’t want to go.

Plus, there was a hint of annoyance in his tone, and you knew you were the cause of it.

You were frozen in place, Taehyung not allowing you any time to respond before he opened the door himself.

Your assumptions were correct— someone else was in the room. You had never seen this man before, so this must’ve been one of Taehyung’s new business partners.

You vaguely remembered him saying something about making a new deal with another mafia leader last week, but when he began to get into the details of what that meant for the two of you, you got lost in those foreign words that you were sure didn’t exist, and you’d be one to know considering the amount of books you read.

Your boyfriend smiled, gently tugging you into the room and leaving the door open as he pulled you into his lap.

Your heart began to beat rapidly at the stranger’s stare.

Although your boyfriend was infinitely more intimidating than this man, you just couldn’t fathom being in a room with two mafia leaders.

The stranger leaned forward, a curious gaze on his face as he examined your facial features.

Taehyung watched him intently, one of his arms propped up on his desk and the other around your waist.

“Who’s the bitch?” The man asked bluntly.

Taehyung’s smile wavered, as if he was trying to process what was just said.

He tightened his grip around your waist, your body as close to his as possible. He quickly turned to look over his shoulder as he opened up the drawer of his desk.

He pulled out a revolver, aiming the gun at the man’s kneecap before shooting with minimal recoil, even though he was only using one hand.

You screamed, as Taehyung dropped the gun on the ground as if it were a pen in a quiet classroom.

He stood up, lightly pushing you away from him as he walked over to stare down at the man’s body.

He laughed and shook his head as the guy began to yell profanities at him.

Taehyung found it amusing though, feigning innocence and confusion as he kneeled down onto the ground. He grabbed the man’s chin and forced him to make eye contact with him as he jabbed his thumb into the bullet wound.

“YOU FUCKING PYSCHO!” The man screamed, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

He stood up and turned to look at you, wiping the blood on his fingers on his shirt.

You cowered away from Taehyung in fear.

You’d been with him for a while, but he had never snapped like that before.

“Why did you do that?” You yelled, rushing over to the man.

You couldn’t even get close before Taehyung threaded his hands in your hair and pulled you backwards.

Taehyung kept his grip on you, while whistling an unknown tune and typing something into his phone.

Immediately, one of the cleaners rushed in and began to drag the man’s limp body out of the room.

He was going to be alright, his groans of pain being the only way you could tell.

Taehyung watched with intense eyes as the door was closed gently, sighing in disappointment at the trail of blood that led out of the room.

“I should really stop doing that, shouldn’t I?” Taehyung pulled you into his lap by the grip he still had on your hair before letting go.

“I could’ve handled it myself, Taehyung.” He hummed, not listening to a word that came out of your pretty little mouth as he began to rub his hands along the insides of your thighs.

He knew that you weren’t quite ready to lose your virginity yet, but that never stopped him from touching you every now and then.

You actually liked the way he’d rub his hands along your skin, as long as he didn’t go too far.

You were still afraid of Taehyung, but you wouldn’t tell him that in fear of what he’d do.

“My adrenaline is pumping, baby.” He grabbed your hand gently and placed it over his heart. You shivered.

“Y-yeah, it is.” You laughed awkwardly.

He stared at you for several moments, before licking his lips and bucking his hips against your covered pussy.

You whimpered in surprise.

“I am so sorry, Princess. I just couldn’t help it. You look so fucking pretty right now.” You gulped, glancing around the room to avoid eye contact with him.

“I can’t do this anymore.” His hands began to fidget by his sides.

You raised both of your eyebrows in surprise. What the hell was going on with him?

“Would you let me take you tonight, honey? I’ve got to have something, please.”

You laughed a bit at his question.

“I could give you a blowjob.” You shrugged. Even though you were a virgin, you had no issue with pleasuring Taehyung in other ways.

“Fuck, no, I don’t want that.” You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion.

“Then—“

“Inside, _____. I need to be inside of you.”

You immediately shook your head. You were almost certain that it was the adrenaline talking.

“I’m not ready to—“

“I’m not going to fuck you yet, darling. I just want to get a taste of your pussy....something to satiate me.” He picked you up off of his lap and threw you onto his office desk.

“You—w-we never discussed—“

“Yes, I know, but you wouldn’t want me to be deprived of your sweetness for too long, now would you?” He looked beautifully insane.

His hair was tousled and clinging to his forehead, his face and neck were sweaty from the adrenaline rush, and the blood was beginning to dry on his shirt.

“I—T-Taehyung....”

“I’ve got to take something from you, sweetheart. It won’t take long at all.” He grabbed your legs and yanked you toward the edge of the desk, his breathing heavy as he began to slide your shorts and panties down you legs.

“P-please don’t hurt me, T-Tae.” He looked up at you, a sideways smile on his face.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” He spoke, running his hand that was free of the dried blood up and down your slit.

He had attempted to finger you once before, so this was nothing new to you, but this would be the first time that he’d actually... succeed.

He plunged his fingers into your pussy, a broken moan climbing out of his throat as he relished in the way you greedily took him in.

Or took his fingers, rather.

He glanced at your face. You looked uncomfortable, but for some reason that made him all the more aroused.

“You’ll get used to it if I go a little faster, yeah?” He asked, although he knew you weren’t going to respond.

He took initiative first, placing his bloody hand on your lower stomach as he added another finger inside of your warmth, now using two fingers to attack you at your most sensitive areas.

The discomfort faded quickly, although now you were uncertain of you what you were supposed to do.

If this were any other situation then it’d be easy, but you couldn’t bring yourself to focus on the feeling of his long, thick fingers inside of you when there was a gun and a trail of blood on the floor.

Taehyung noticed how your attention wasn’t on him, and that was a gigantic rule breaker in his book.

He wasn’t having that.

“Hey.” He removed his hand from your stomach and snapped his fingers in front of your face.

You whimpered.

“Eyes on me. Cum right fucking now, do it. Cream my fingers.” He licked his fingers and brought them down to your clit, pressing his forehead against yours as he brought you closer and closer to the edge.

“I-I’m gonna cum! I’m—“ Taehyung immediately dropped to his knees, quickly pulling his fingers out of you in favor of replacing them with his mouth.

He collected every drop of your cum like a mad man. He’d be a fucking fool not to.

He waited until your body began to shake before pulling away.

He pulled his shirt over his head and threw it to the ground, before placing a kiss to your forehead with a loving smile on his face.

“Baby?” He asked, as he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“Hmm?” You replied, still in a state of shock.

“Get out of my office.”

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Dusk Til’ Dawn

Paring: Kim Taehyung x Reader

Mafia Au Series

Warnings : Warning: SMUT, literally porn on paper 😗, lots of fluff, violence, gang, bratty!reader, dom!tae, daddy!tae, daddy kink, babygirl kink, punishment, bigdick!tae, rough sex, make up sex, lots of after care, pregnancy kink, oral!sex, deep throating and everything in between🤧

Word count: 17k

Warning in this chapter: Possessive Behavior, jealous, beating, violence, kissing, blood, etc.

A/N: Hey sorry for the late post, but I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. There may be a few mistakes even though I looked over it a few times but I hope you’ll like it. If you like it please don’t forget to like and leave a comment and again if you want to be tagged please let me know. 🥺💕

Chapter 2: The negotiation.

Previous. Next chapter.

Flashback to a almost year after saving him:

The Rolls Royce drive down the street if Seoul as the darkness began to devour the city. Kim Taehyung began staring out the window as rain began dripping to the ground. He watched as lovers met and families having fun and what he would do to get the same things. The streets was filled with joy and he saw the smiles and laughters on the people’s faces, they were so happy whilst he was not and that struck him hard like a bullet through his chest. Oh yes he made a name for himself and took down the liars that mistook him as a stupid child. He’s now got everything he wanted, and built himself up, but he wasn’t happy. He could get very girl he wanted, but he wasn’t happy. He could take the world but then he couldn’t be happy either. It was hard for him to be happy. As he continued looking out the window, the car came to a stop at the red light. He turned his head towards his man who was driving, then back again towards the window now covered with rain. He then saw the flower shop and remembered, he remembered the women, the women that he can’t get his mind off of, the women that reigns his minds. The one that changed him and wants him to be a better man, for her. He remembers going back to her house, knocking on the door but there was no response, he continued doing the same thing over and over for everyday almost a year now but there was no one on the other side of the door. But he didn’t give up, he continued thinking about her and the way she felt on his lips. Oh what a wonder she was. Suddenly breaking from his thoughts, he got out of his car, his men’s eyes widening in shock. “Boss” one shouted out as they got out going after him, preparing to protect him at all cost. But he didn’t care, he continued walking toward the flower shop and opened the door as his men followed behind. The smell of roses enchanted him and he couldn’t help but smile. Pulled from his trance, he heard a voice began “ Could I help you with anything sir?”. He looked over and smiled back at the women who was staring at him. “I’m looking for a Bouquet for my wife” he said looking at the women “Could you help me?” He continued. A smile grew on the women’s face as she looked at him “Yes I would love to” she spoke back to him, “ what kind of bouquet do you want”. He didn’t know what kind of Bouquet y/n would want, he didn’t even know what she likes, he just met her for a day, as he continued thinking for a moment he finally said “ I want the most expensive bouquet that you can make, make it look really beautiful so when my wife sees it she’ll fall in love”.

“You must really love your wife sir” the florist said looking at him, “she’s a lucky women to have a husband like you” she continued. “Yes, she’s very lucky, as I am for having her as my wife” he said, thinking about Y/n. “Do you prefer any certain color” the florist asked still smiling, he was gonna ask her to chose but then said “Why not try lavender, I’m sure she’ll love that”. He looked at the way the florist eyes gleamed and she spoke out “Yes, I think she would love that too sir” then continued on whilst behind to collect flowers to start making the bouquet “Sir, did you know that Lavender Symbolizes love at first sight and enchantment?”

“Oh” he whispered almost shock, “well now I know” he continued happy with his decision.

Love at first right he thought, love at first sight.

He looked at the way the florist arranged the flowers and couldn’t help but smile, he then began thinking to himself, hoping she would be home to accept his confession of love from him.

Pulling away from his thoughts, he continue looking at the florist finishing off the bouquet and adding a few last touches and adding a ribbon around it to hold it in place, then she handed the bouquet to him. Taking the bouquet, he lifted it to his nose and took in the scent of the flowers and closed his eyes.

“Boss” Chase’s voice came from behind him. “You’re really getting a Bouquet ?” Chase asked looking at him almost concerned for some reason. “Yes, I’m getting a Bouquet for my wife” Taehyung spoke looking at him. “But you don’t have a wif-” Chase countered but before he could finish, Taehyung glared at him. “Of course, yes for madam” chase continued Sarcastically. He then leaned in toward Taehyung and wispered “Boss, you okay? You’re not doing crazy on me are you?” Questioning him to why his boss suddenly had a wife. “Crazy? No, I’m just getting a bouquet for my WIFE” Taehyung emphasized, glaring. “Friend, don’t question me about what I’m doing” Taehyung continued and Chase bowed his head in agreement but then looked back up and whispered in Taehyung’s ears, “it’s for Her? Y/n? The one you’re now calling your wife?” “Yes” Taehyung responded fast. “Ok” Chase spoke out deciding not to push his Friend further, as Chase took a few steps backwards giving his boss space he heard “ I know that I haven’t seen her in almost a years but I want to keep trying until she opens up her door for me”. Chase nodded not question him further.

Turning to the florist who had been staring at them for a few minutes now, Taehyung began “ Thank you for the beautiful bouquet” handing his credit card to the florist to pay. “Thanks again” he said after receiving his card back and walking away with the bouquet in his hands.

Walking out the shop back to his car, he suddenly stopping, he removed the umbrella that was held up by one of his men and lifted his face to the skies, feeling the way the rain fell onto his face. He was enchanted, enchanted in his thought, the thoughts that always wonder to her. Then opening his eyes, he felt something bump into him, he lowered his gaze where he felt the bump and met the gaze of a young child about 2 years old. The child began crying from the pain bumping into Taehyung, rubbing her eyes, Taehyung then crouched down to her level and spoke softly, “ don’t cry baby” soothing her, touching her soft face with his finger and the little girl stopped crying. He then picked a rose from the Bouquet and handing it to her, ruffling the girls hair. The sound of footsteps running approached them and he saw the mother, shock in her eyes then she said “I’m so s-s-sorry” and grabbing her baby and he saw the fear drain her eyes. “Don’t worry about it” Taehyung spoke, removing his gaze from them, walking towards his car and stepping in. His men rushed to their cars as well and they began to drive off. “Change of plans” Taehyung began, then Chase finished his sentence “to her house?” “Yes” Taehyung agreed. The drive to her house was fairly fast, approaching the front door of her house, he hesitated, then knocked on the front door. But no response, he continued knocking and waiting and waiting but there was still no response. He didn’t have all the time in the world but he waited for her and there was still no response, after 30 minutes waiting for the door to open, he placed the bouquet in front of the door, turned and walked aback to the his car, driving home.

He continued to do the same thing over and over again for days, then the days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months. He continued waiting for an answer at the door, then placing the flowers at her doorstep and leaving when there was no response. He thought about giving up but it wanted to try for one last time. With the same style of bouquet in his hand, he walked up the shoes to the front door of her house, then lifted his hand and knocked on the door. He waited for a few minutes then footsteps on the other side of the door and he sighed out in relief. The door unlocked and hope filled his eyes as the door opened.

“Can I help you my boy” the old women at the door spoke out. He looked shocked, did she move? He thought to himself. “Oh, I was looking for y/n?, is she here?” He asked curiosity filling his voice. “Y/n?” The old women began, “she doesn’t live here anymore son, she sold her house to me, now I live here” smiling at him. He frowned, then looked up at the old women smiling. Then the women asked “Are those flowers for her?” “No.” He lied, “I’m giving these to you and I hope you have a wonderful day” he continued. “Thank you son and I’m sorry” she said. “Don’t be” he countered, bowing to the old women, saying good bye then turning away sadness filling his eyes.

She left?

Present day at the Kim mansion

They embraced each other like lovers and took in each other scents, the way they felt in each other’s arm were like they were made for each other, just like how a right key fits into the right lock. They didn’t move and they didn’t care either they were now lost in their own world and the time had slowed down. Y/n then pulled away, looking up at him, looking at the way he was looking down at her, like she was a piece of meat that was about to be devoured. Taehyung’s had came up to her face and he leaned in hoping to kiss her on her enchanting lips, but moved her face to the side and said “who said you can kiss me?” There was playfulness to her voice and he let out a small laugh, taking her face again in his hands and stroking it slowing and his fingers then gripped her chin and lifted her face. He then leaned in again, trying to kiss her but she pushed him away. He didn’t budge but he moved back giving her space. “I didn’t sign up for this Taehyung” she began softly, feeling guilty for pushing him away. The way she spoke his name made him feel weak and he couldn’t cope

“Then what did you sign up for princess?” he asked walking towards his bed and sitting down and then looking at her. “I don’t know, that why we need to talk about it” she said leaning back against the bedroom door. “ so we’re gonna negotiate now?” He asked her, never removing his eyes from hers. “Yes, if I’m gonna stay, we need to get some things straight” she confirmed. He then got up, still looking at her and then walking towards her, “ well before we start the negotiation, you need to eat, you’re probably really hungry” he began taking her hand into his, griping it hard but not enough to hurt her, just enough to keep her beside him. As he open the door to walk them out, she stopped them both saying “ I can’t go out like this, I look like a slu-”, “Slut, you look like a slut” he finished. She was so shocked at this moment and now she was mad, how the fuck can he go from being so sweet, embracing her and telling her he loves her then to calling her a slut. But then again she almost called herself a slut. She pulled her hand away from his and grabbed a vase from a small table, throwing it at him and he ducked “why are you such a fucking asshole?” She asked angrily. “Well that’s what you are” he said walking back towards her. “I saw the way you were dancing on that idiot of a man, the way you grinded on him, the way you moved your hips on his-” he stopped himself as he reached her, looking at her like a animal, was he jealous?, jealous at the memory of what he saw her doing at his club? He wanted to kiss her so bad, devour those plushy lips of hers and take her and make love to her but he couldn’t, he couldn’t do it if she didn’t want to. “He’s not an idiot he’s my m-” she said as she got Interrupted by him. “ is he your boyfriend” he asked beginning to get angry. “No” Y/n answered, thinking, she wasn’t lying, Jungkook wasn’t her boyfriend, not at all, they flirt with each other but he doesn’t love her, right? “Good” he spoke “now let’s go” pulling her from her trance and out towards the grand stairs. “And you do t look like a slut, you look beautiful and the maids won’t even think about questioning you or your looks ” he continued not looking at her walking her down the stairs. “But I haven’t showered” Y/n spoke back and he stopped. “You can shower after you have something to eat princess, you need some energy” he spoke as softly as he could. “But I don’t have any clothes” she she countered. “Princess, don’t worry about it” he sighed. “ I got it all covered” pulling her softly leading her to the kitchen.

“Sir, madam, good morning” a maid began, as Taehyung and Y/n reached the kitchen. “Princess, this is Mrs Kang, this the Head maid and chef, she’ll get you anything you want” he said aloud “Mrs kang, this is my princess Y/n” he continued and Y/n rolled her eyes at him and he smirked. “ Nice to meet you Madam, I hope you treat me well and I look forward to helping you” Mrs kang bowed. “Nice to meet you too, I hope to get to know you better & it’s just y/n” Y/n smiled softly as she spoke to Mrs Kang and Mrs kang was pleased to have met the women that will help her boss change, she was glad that he chose Y/n. “Mrs kang, can you make some breakfast for my princess” Taehyung spoke as he looked down at Y/n who was glaring up at him and smacking him on his arm. “Stop” she whispered then looking at the maid, “Mrs kang don’t worry about it, I can make it myself” she continued and Mrs kang shook her head saying “No Madam, it would be an honor to make your breakfast, I’ll be making an English breakfast for you, would that be alright?” Mrs hang continued. “Yes that would be great” Y/n said smiling. Not knowing that Taehyung left her side, she felt hands snake up sound her waist and felt his presence from behind, giving her a back hug, snuggling her face in her neck and he whispered in her ear, “baby, eat and get some energy, I’ll be in my office, take your time, I’ll be back before you’re done, I just need to take care of some stuff” he leaned in to peck her cheeks then stopped himself remembering how she didn’t like it when he kissed her. “Okay?” He asked. She stared at him, she wanted to tell him to stop hugging her, and to stop calling her princess and baby cause they weren’t together but then stopped herself and she pushed his arms off her and said “okay” giving him a soft smile. He stepped away from her, then gave her a wink walking away and all she could do was roll her eyes as he let out a small laugh.

“Madam if you don’t mind me speaking, I would love to tell you something ” Mrs kang’s voice came from behind her as she watched Taehyung walk away. “Mr Kim has never brought anyone home before and I’m very glad that he brought you home” Mrs kang continued. “Really?” Y/n asked shocked. “I’m surprised” she continued and Mrs kang looked at her “Mr Kim never brings anyone home, his home is his safe place and you being here made it better for him, I’ve never seen him this happy before” y/n was shocked hearing this, he really likes her huh? She couldn’t believe it, she was the only girl he has brought home but surely that couldn’t be true. She continued thinking about how crazy this all was, she saved him, five years ago and here she was, five years later in his house, crazy right? Pulled away from her thought y/n looked up meeting Mrs Kang’s eyes “ Madam your breakfast is ready” Mrs kang began. “No don’t call me madam, I’m just Y/n” Y/n said with a soft gaze. “No madam, you make Mr Kim really happy and you deserve that title” Mrs Kang Countered and Y/n couldn’t help but nod. “I hope you enjoy your food, if you need anything else don’t hesitate to call me” Mrs kang continued as she bowed her head and then looked at Y/n, giving her a warm smile. “Thank you” Y/n then said smiling back as she sat down at the marble table and began to eat her food. She was very happy to have met such a kindhearted soul and couldn’t wait to learn more about her.

Second turned minutes as she finished her food and Mrs Kang took away her plate to clean them and place it in the dishwasher. She began thinking about nonsense, then she felt a shadow lean over her and she looked up at the man leaning over her. Kim Taehyung. Back from his small business, Taehyung wrapped his arms around Y/n’s shoulders across her chest and leaned in closer. “ did you enjoy your breakfast baby” he asked. “It was really nice” y/n responded, then continued “ But if you don’t get your arms off me, I’ll break it” Glaring at him. “You really don’t know personal space do you?” Y/n asked as he removed himself from her, looking hurt at the way she spoke to him. Then he countered “No since you’re already my girl” she then rolled her eyes and all he did was smirk. “Baby you’re so bratty you know that?” He snarled playfully. “I’m not your baby and not your girl either, I never agreed” she spoke with spite in her tone. “ I didn’t agree to that” and continued “ I might have saved you and I’m sure you’re great full but I didn’t sign up to be your girl, I signed up to help you”

He looked at her but didn’t say a word. He was hurt by her words. She knew her would hurt him by the way he lowered his gaze then said “ look, I’m really sorry, I’m sorry that you’re in love with me and I’m sorry that I don’t feel the same way now”

“Now?” He asked “you loved me before?” He continued as he sighed out. “Yes five years ago, I did fall in love with you” she confessed “ but things are different now”

“You loved me?” He asked in awe, almost tearing up. “Yes, I guess you can say it was love at first sight, you came knocking on my door and I thought how beautiful you were” she began as she closed her eyes remembering “you were like a Greek god at my door, you looked amazing and I fell in love but I knew nothing about you” “well get to know me now then” he spoke out, as she opened her eyes to look at him. “I am getting to know you but not like that” she said softly lowering her gaze. “Why not?” He asked. “Why not?” He asked again frustrated, now holding her head up to meet his gaze. “ because…” she began. “Because what” he countered. “ because I love someone else” she confessed and his heart shattered. “Do you really love him?” He asked angrily and she nodded at his question and he released her face and walked off in frustration, then stopped and came back, leaning in close to her face. “Why can’t you give me a chance” he asked. She looked at his pleading eyes “I want to but I can’t” she said slowly. “Why not” there was anger in his voice. “Why can’t you give me a chance” “because I love another person.” She let out a sigh as she spoke.

“Is it the guy at the club? The one you were fucking on the dance floor” he said now really angry and jealous and accusing her “I was not fucking him on the dance floor” she said back defending herself. “That’s the guy you’re in love with?” He asked as he gripped her face. “He’s pathetic, I can give you everything in the world and he can’t give you a thing other than a quick fuck” he snarled. “Why are such an ass?” She snarled back. “Because princess you make me this way” “you make me frustrated, you’re in my house and you’re confessing your love for another man? and all I want to do is bend you over this table and take you as mine and show you how much I love you but I know you don’t want that” she looked at him shocked at his sudden confession….again. “Stop” she said but he continued “ I want you all to myself and I hate the way you talk about another man when you’re here with me” “but weren’t you fucking a girl in the balcony last night?” She spoke out loud not meeting his tone “so don’t talk to me about my love for another man when you were fucking a girl yesterday” “on my princess’s jealous” he accused again. “Jealous? Jealous my ass. Fuck you!” She glared and his eyes suddenly changed, he was different, domineering but she wasn’t scared, he grabbed her face and kissed it roughly, tongue poking at her lips to get access to her mouth but she didn’t budge. In frustration and anger she tried shoving him off and pushing him away but he didn’t move, not one bit.

He slowed down the kiss and she bit his lips in anger and he removed his lips from his and she took this opportunity to shove him with all her might, despite him being twice, maybe three times her size and was able to make him stumble backwards touching his bleeding lips. “You asshole I fucking hate you!” She screamed walking way from him towards the front door. She hated the way he forced himself onto her and the way she couldn’t do anything about it. Before she reached the door, she was stopped by arms around her waist, gripping her hard not wanting to let her go. “I’m sorry, princess, I’m so sorry” he said as soft as he could . “I’m so sorry” he repeated. “I hate you so much you know that!” She choked out. “ don’t go..please don’t go” this was the third time he begged. “ why are you like this” she cried out. But all he could say was sorry. She had the softest spot for him even when he’s being an asshole. “I’m sorry” he said again and turned again. “Don’t ever do that again or I’ll really leave” looking up at him, glaring. “Okay, now let’s go negotiate” he spoke trying to change the subject his voice so soft it made her forget she was mad at him. The things he can do to her is unbelievable. “ okay” she replied as he took her hands leading her to his office.

Girls only say ‘ I hate you’ to the ones they love. Right?

A few minutes have passed as he leaded her into his office, the place was grand, full of luxurious items and artworks and she broke the silence. “Why did you do that?” Asking him. “I’m not sure” he replied, “ I guess I just got really jealous when you spoke about him” not even turning to look at her he sat her down in front of his desk and walked around to take his seat. “I didn’t like the way you were accusing me and I didn’t have any more control, I’m sorry” he spoke finally looking at Y/n. Why can’t it be me?, the love that you love?, he thought to himself not wanting to push her any further. She was in a way jealous too, but her pride didn’t let her back down form the accusation, she was also jealous of the way he held that girl in his arms. He saw the way she shifted in her seat and the look on her gave showed that she was jealous of something and he spoke out still looking at her. “Should we start the negotiation then”. “Yes” Y/n replied finally meeting his gaze. “What’s the first thing you want then?” Taehyung asked her. “First I want you to stop treating me like I’m your girlfriend” she spoke with no hesitation in her voice. “I can’t do that” he replied, “ its in me to treat you that way, I really like you, no fuck that, I love you” confessing his feeling over and over again. “Taehyung” she starts, “no princess, I want to keep treating you like I’m in love with you” he continued and she didn’t know what to say. He then changed the subject “what else do you wants?”, “ I want to be able to do everything I want in this house and go out with out you always being on my back!” Y/n continued. “Okay, anything else” still looking at her, now his face in a frown. “I want to be able to have freedom, I want to only embrace you when I want to, when I feel like you need me, I’m only going to be there for you when you really need me, okay?” She asked. But he needed her everyday , to be by his side but he can’t be greedy, he needs to give her the space she wants and he agreed nodding his head. “ I also don’t want you to stop me meeting whoever I want and I don’t want you keeping things from me either” she said as his frown worsened. “Fine, but I thought we weren’t in a relationship.” he finally spoke. “We’re not but if I’m gonna be here then I don’t want you to be lying to me or keeping things from me either”. “But I don’t want you to know everything that I do” he whispered out she didn’t hear it.

“Aren’t you gonna write this down?” She asked questioning him to why he was just staring at her. “ we’re negotiating and all I see you do is nod, I don’t see you taking this seriously!”she continued. “Princess, I don’t care about no contact shit on paper, once you have my word, you have it!” He replied in a low tone. Y/n then removed her gaze form his not be able to look at him any further. “ Is that everything then?” Taehyung ushered out. “Yes” she replied. “Good, its now my turn” he said as her eyes met his. “ I don’t want you sneaking into my office when I’m not there, when I say no it means no” he continued “when I want you home by a certain time, you’ll be home” before he could continue on she cuts him off “ who the fuck are you, my dad?” She asked annoyed “No, but I can be if I have to” he replied meeting her tone. “Fine”she said finally giving into his words. “When I go to events and to clubs, I want you to accompany me but I don’t want you getting drunk, ok?” He asked “I want you to start learning, self defense, boxing, taekwondo and I want you to learn how to use a gun” he said. “Why ?” She asked curious. “Because I won’t be home all the time and I’m giving you your freedom but once you starts accompanying me to events and my clubs, people with think, you’re mine women, which you are and they’ll try things” “like trying to shoot me”y/n asked almost concerned. “maybe, maybe kidnap you, but when I’m by your side they won’t try any of that shit, I’ll protect you at all cost” why did I sign up to this shit asking herself, its for a good cause right? “ I also want us to share the same bed” he spoke still looking at her. “What, NO!” She screamed out and he laughed out looking at the way shock filled her face. “I’m only kidding baby, you’ll have your own room and I’ll have mine, but I’m sure we’ll end up sharing the same bed in he future” he smirked and she rolled her eyes, “don’t test your luck, baby” she said sarcastically mocking him. But she didn’t know what that nickname did to him, oh he could instantly get hard if she said it again. “You’re family and friends will have protection, I won’t stop you from meeting them either but they’ll be watched to keep them safe” y/n nodded agreeing to his words. “I’ll be giving you a body guard and you’ll get a maid too”. “Anything else?” she asked mockingly and he smirked at her playfulness. “ Yes, just one more thing”, “And what is that Mr Kim?” She asked, now playing a deadly game and he was so damn hard under the table. “I don’t want you meeting the man you were grinding on at the club”. “You mean, Jungkook?”

“Yes, whatever the fuck his name is” he snarled, hating the way the man’s name rolled of her tongue. “No” she said sternly. “I don’t want to stop meeting him”

“Why not, are you fucking him?, is it a thing?” He asked anger rising. “No he’s just a friend” she lied, hoping to get him off her back. “ So you always grind on a friend like that?” He asked annoyed. “Y’all are friends with benefits then?” “ No its not like that, we’re getting serious”she defended herself. “Well its not going to go any further than that, you’re gonna stop seeing him” she couldn’t believe the audacity, he’s so controlling. “No, I’ll meet him when I want, you can’t stop me” she said defending her place, stubbornness rising. “You will baby” he said as he got up to move around the table. “No, are you gonna make me?” She asked smirking “you’re such a brat, you know that?” He asked touching her chin. “You’re giving me all these lists that I have to follow to keep you by my side but when I ask you to stop meeting him, you’re gonna question me?” Rubbing her lips teasingly with his thumb. “I’m not gonna stop meeting him and that’s final. You’re not one to talk either, I’m sure your still gonna be meeting other women and I’m not gonna stop you!”Y/n spoke as she continued staring back up at him. “That’s what you don’t get baby” Taehyung began now leaning onto his desk. “I don’t want any other women other than you, they mean nothing to me” talking her hand into his. He was so smooth, way too smooth. “Well if you’re gonna call every girl you meet baby, then it means nothing to me” she countered not knowing what she started. “So you’re saying you’ll love me back if I only called YOU baby?” He asked as curiosity filled his voice. “I didn’t say that” “So what DID you mean, when you said if I called other girls baby it wouldn’t mean anything to you” Taehyung asked again. “Nothing, lets get back to business” she spoke back changing the subject and they both knew she was a little bit jealous of the fact that he called other women ‘baby’ but wasn’t she doing the same thing with Jungkook? But the only difference was, she might be in love with Jungkook. But that will change one day, she didn’t want to acknowledge the fact that she might fall in love with Taehyung one day ,like she was before, before her and Jungkook became serious.

“What are you thinking about princess ?” Taehyung pulled her form her thoughts, the one where she’s dint even know she was day dreaming. “Nothing” Y/n replied looking away. “The deal is done then” He began again and Y/n nodded in agreement “Good, I don’t want you to be seeing another man” Then took her hand again and she got up following him out his office. “No, he’s important to me” she replied and he stoppered in his tracks before the steps that leaded up to the second floor of his mansion. “Are you really that in love with him?”, she hesitated, thinking, was Jungkook really important to her?, if he was why would she be here with Taehyung in his house. “I don’t know, but I know he’s important to me” she confessed. “Are you ever gonna listen to me?” He asked changing the subject, glad at the fact that she was unsure if she loved another guy, which ensured he had a chance with her. “Why do you dislike him so much anyway, you don’t even know him?” She asked curious as he turned, his face now inches away from hers. “Well for starters, he’s always in you’re head, you might be in love with him, he’s kissed you and if I wasn’t late going back to you, you would have been In love with me, it should have been my lips you should’ve kissed”he leaned In hovering over her lips. “That’s why I hate him, I hate that he reached you before I could and I was too late” he continued as their lips touched but she pulled away. “Stop”, “you’re not too late, I’m just unsure of want I want right now” pity covering her voice. He smiled at her response. He wasn’t too late. “Oh and if you try kissing me again, I’ll really hurt you” she threatened. Taehyung looked at her, a smirk plastered on his face and pecked her forehead and she was frozen in place. “ I won’t do it again until you let me” he said leading her up the grand stair case.

A few minutes later.

“Where are you taking me?” Y/N asked softly curiosity filling her voice as Taehyung lead her through the corridors. “To your Bedroom obviously” he replied not looking at her. “Well shouldn’t at least go home to get some clothes?” She questioned him. “Princess, don’t worry about that” he responded as they reached huge doors with s dragon carvings and the head of a dragon as the handle of the doors. She was amazed at how huge the doors was, but she was more shocked as he opened the doors and they entered the room that was now hers. “Princess, in this room, you have everything, you’ll have privacy and-“ he paused leading her towards her walk in closet. “ Here are all your new clothes, lingers, jewelry and everything else that you’ll need” he finished off letting go of her small hands. “Wow, you had all this panned huh? She asked walking further into the closet. “Of course, I waited for five years and prepared everything”. Y/n let’s out a small laugh looking at hi, “so this is all for me?” She asked “ yes princess” he answered and she rolled her eyes at the nickname. “And how do you know that all the clothes in here fits me”. “Princess, remember your figure very well and its an intuition, I just know you that well” he spoke smiling at her. Y/n couldn’t help but smile him, she was unsure wether he was stupid, psycho or everything in between. She just couldn’t believe he prepared all of this for her. “Well” she starts, “ I still need to grab a few things form my house” she continued. “Like what?” He asked curious. “ like a lot of things” she said eyes widening in frustration, didn’t he just agree to give her space?. “Okay, we can go after you shower” and she nodded in agreement as he began to lead her to the en-suite bathroom, as they entered the bathroom she was in awe at how amazing it looked, two huge diamond chandelier hanging from the ceiling, floor to ceiling windows, couple sinks with huge round mirror that glowed, to the right was two rain showers and right in the middle was a bath made from crystals. As she walked around the bathroom like a kid in a candy store, Taehyung’s hands wrapped around her small waist. “Do you want me to join you in the shower?” He asked teasingly. Then she elbowed him hard In the stomach and he groaned in plain, crouching down to the floor and holding his sides. “Fuck” he groaned. “ I told you not to do that again” Y/n began speaking with spite in her voice, she watched him as he continued soothing his side that was still in pain. She continued looking at him as he was still groaning in pain. “Are you okay?” She asked now feeling bad. But here was no answer just a deeper groan as if he was in more pain. “I’m so sorry” she said, sympathy filling her voice. “Oh, I’m so sorry” she repeated as she began to worry about him. She then crouched down to his level and palmed the right side of his face, and he looked up at her and he saw the worry look on her face. He tried holding in his laugh, he really did but couldn’t and he lets out the small laugh then smirked at her, “you care about me, don’t you?” He asked her, touching her small hand that was on his face. “I thought you were in pain?” She asked Taehyung. “I wasn’t in pain princess, you know how to throw punches and your elbow hits hard but I’m fine, I just wanted to see if you care” he smiled her. She then tried pulled her hand that was on his face away but his hand dripped it hard, she tried pulling it again but his grip still firm on her hand. She was no angry at him, how could he play like that, how could he play with her feelings, she them stood up and he mirrored her. “Princess, don’t be angry” He began playfully “You were the one who elbowed me, I should be the one who’s angry” he continued. “You’re unbelievable, you know that?” “You’re such an asshole” she continued, getting more and more angry. “I know, but now I know you actually care about me” he countered, happiness in his voice, y/n cared for him and he couldn’t be more happy at that fact. “You play way too much” she said looking away from him the frown still apparent on her face.

Then he pulled her closer by her hand that was still in his and hugged her. “I only do it because I love the way you react and I love you” he said, as he lifted her face and her eyes met his and he pecked her forehand with his lips. Y/n was ready to throw another punch but then stopped when Taehyung hurriedly stepped back his arms up ready to defend himself “Princess stop, you’ll end up really hurting me this time” he starts as he watch her lower her fist. She approached him and pushed him out slowly as he took her small hand up to his chest and she began saying “if you don’t want me to hit you then you should probably leave, before my fist meets your face” damn she was sassy and he fell further. “Plus I need to start showering” she continued. “Wait, you’re not gonna let me watch the show” he teased. “What show? Now leave” giving him a final push and he was out the bathroom and she slammed the door in his face. “I’LL BE WAITING FOR YOU BABY”Y/n hears him shout on the other side of the door and she couldn’t help but smile. She turned the shower on and began to strip herself off her clothes and entered the showers, now the glass steamed up. As the water hits her face, she sighed out, her muscles now relaxed and her mind blank. As she continued washing her self, her mind couldn’t help but wonder to Taehyung, the man who was showering her with affection and told her he loved her many times and she began to forget about Jungkook. Oh what was he doing to her? She was falling fast and there was no ropes to hold on to.

Outside the bathroom minutes before.

“I’LL BE WAITING FOR YOU BABY!” Taehyung shouted as the door slammed in his face. She’s really something, he thought to himself. Then a knock came at the bedroom door. “Boss” he heard, now the smile he had on his face gone, the smile turning into a glare. “What!” He spoke silently still looking at the bathroom door then looking away. “We found your half brother” the voice spoke. “Good!” Taehyung turned on his feet hearing the shower turn on, walking out the bedroom. “I’m sure he’ll be happy to tell me why the fuck, they decided to keep him but leave me” the anger in is voice could kill someone instantly. Looking at the man in front of him Taehyung continued, “ Get me all the information you can and trail him, I’m sure he’ll lead us to my mother”. Taehyung was angry, he questioned why it had to be him, why they left him, a new born baby at front of an adoption center with just a name, nothing but a name but then they had another baby, his mother had another baby and decided to keep him. Thanks to them, he’s where he is now, with vengeance on his mind. Both of his parents left him then both left a new life not caring about him one bit, not one bit and thinking about it made him angry, more angry than any more could imagine. “And the man in the basement?, still not talking?” Taehyung asked walking down the stairs, his men behind him. “ no sir, we’ve done everything, beat him , stabbed him but he’s not taking”. “He’s a loyal dog then” Taehyung asked “yes sir, that’s what he makes it out to be”, the man behind him answered. Then Teahyung began again, “the reason he’s not talking is cause I’m not there” he turned to the man, who bowed his head in fear and respect. “You’re all clearly not doing enough!” He snarled. “Sorry sir, we’ll do better” the man answered as Taehyung rolled up his sleeve, turning again. Walking down to the basement, then scanning his eyes and the huge steel doors swung opened like a vault and there the man was, drenched in blood, a wool sack covering his head. As he hears the footsteps of Taehyung, he began to shiver, he knew Taehyung’s presence, it was almost like all the air disappears when Taehyung enters a room, and everyone bows in fear. “Do I always have to do the job myself?” Taehyung growled, looking at his men who lowered their gazes, then back at the man before him, who was shivering Horrendously and Taehyung pulled the woolen sack off his head. Lowering himself down to meet the man’s eyes, he began “so what’s your name?” But there was no answer, the man just lowered his eyes to the grown and Taehyung huffed out a laugh. “I hate asking twice” Taehyung spoke in a low tone, then holds his right hand out and one of his men placed a hammer in his hand. Playing with the hammer, he span it and then looked at the man. There was fear in his eyes, “you know I’m not like my men, I’m their boss!” He growled as he swung his hand back with force, the hammer in hand and the hammer almost lands in the mans skull before he choked out. “ I’ll tell you everything!” And continued stuttering “ p-p-please d-d-don’t k-kill m-me” tears how filling his eyes. “I guess we’re both finally on the same page” Taehyung said giving the hammer back to his man on his right side. Still looking at the bloodied man ,Taehyung studied his face and watched the way the man’s breath hitched like he was struggling to breathe then the man began “My name is Choi Daniel”, “Nice to meet you Mr Choi” Taehyung countered, just as the man began to speak again, Taehyung interrupted “would you mind telling me why you were stealing at my casino?” Glaring at the man. “I-I-I’m s-s-sorry” Daniel replied stuttering, “ I was forced to-“ “by who?” Taehyung questioned but the man stopped talking “I guess we’re not really on the same page” he said. Holding out his hand again, the same hammer returned and he said “I guess you really want me to break your skull” still playing with the hammer in hand. “I- I really don’t know anything, I was just told to do so and was told not to say anything or else they’ll kill my family” Daniel said scared. “I hate to

break it to you but your family is probably dead, now that you’re caught, it’s likely that they killed your family, to take them off the grid with you” Taehyung said with no emotion in his voice. Daniel’s eyes widen in shock and he began screaming and crying hysterically like a mad man. “NO,NO,NO!, MY FAMILY” he screamed and Taehyung continued looking at him. “Then just kill me, if my family is not hear then just kill me, please!” The man cried out. “PLEASEEE!” He continued and Taehyung looked at him pathetically. “You did me wrong and there’s no guarantee that I won’t kill you, I might let you live but before I make that decision, I need you to give me a name.” Taehyung whispered. The man looked up at him pathetically, tears spilling from his eyes then he said. “He’s known as the wolf of Ilsan” Taehyung smiled, happy that the man answered then said, “I hope you meet your family where ever they might be”, “what?” The man asked eyes widening then Taehyung swung the hammer right into the man’s skill as blood splattered out into him. “Thank you for your Corporation” he said with no emotion in him. There was no life left in the man as his body went limp. Taehyung wasn’t just gonna let anyone do him dirty especially someone who plays with the ops. “Clean this shit up!” Taehyung spoke in a low tone handing the bloodied hammer over to his man. “And find everything you can find out about that wolf!” He continued walking away as get was handed a towel to wipe away the blood on his face. “ find out everything, find where he lives, find where he currently is and Before you find out all these things, don’t think about showing your faces in front of me!” He snarled not looking at them, as his men bowed as he left the basement . Walking out, he was greeted by chase, his right hand man, who always seems to be gone. “And where the fuck were you!” Taehyung snapped, glaring at the man in front of him. “I was finding more information boss and I was at the casino” “what type of information” Taehyung questioned and chase continued “info about the deal we had in Macau, your brother was the leading factor.” “Really?” Taehyung questioned. “Yes boss” Chase confirmed. “Right, well I told the others to keep their eyes on him and get everything as much information as they can” Taehyung spoke as he continued walking up the steps, Chase not far behind. “ So how’s the casino?” Taehyung questioned changing the subject.” A lot better than the week before, we’re making 10 times more” “good” Taehyung said. “And what about the guns?” He asked raising an eyebrow. “We’re making more exchanges and everyone is willing to pay more” chase said and Taehyung nodded as they reached the ground floor of the mansion and there she was waiting for him, in a dress he picked for her, looking like an angel sent from heaven laughing and smiling whilst talking to their maids. She then turned to look at him and met his gaze and he could die at that moment.

“What the fuck happened to you” Y/n asked shocked at his state. “Business princess” he replied as the maids bowed their heads in his presence. “I see you’re getting along well with everyone” he said walking towards her. “Well of-cours- is this your blood?” She asked shocked. “No bab-“ before he could finish she said “then who’s is it?” Now eyebrows raised and eyes widen. Taehyung then looked at the maids and then at chase, tilting his head signaling them to leave and they bowed and left. “Baby it’s really nothing” he began. “It’s not nothing! You have someone’s blood on you” she screamed silently. “Who’s blood is it?” She asked taking a step back and he approved her again lifting his hand to touch her soft face. “ it’s another man’s” he replied leaning in touching her forehead with his. “So this is what you do?” She asked silently and he replied “yes, part of it, if I have to” and she closed her eyes and sighed. “Why?” “Because it’s in me to do so” he continued “I’m a monster, it’s what I do” he said slighting raising his voice and she opened her eyes to meet his but didn’t say anything. She just had to accept what he does, even if he killed people, he was her monster. “You know I would never do it if they didn’t deserve it” he said trying to sooth her. “And how do you make that decision?” Y/n asked back. “I make that decision on if they betrayed me or try to” he replied. “But I never hurt women or children” he said “and I don’t plan to”. He continued stroking her face with his thumb then the silence was broken by her voice. “ what if I want you to stop doing these type of things? …. Would you stop?!” Y/n asked pleadingly. “No, because this is who I am”. He said removing himself from her. “This is who I am” he repeated and she sighed wanting to give up but then said “I guess you don’t really love me then” Taehyung then looked at her eye widening at the accusation “don’t say that” be began as he approached her. “You know that I’m in love with you” “if you really are in love with me then you shouldn’t do these things “ she said stubbornly, not reasoning with him to why he was doing these types of things, she knew deep inside he wasn’t this monster he plays out to be. He approached her again and said “THIS.IS .WHO .I .AM” emphasizing each words. “No it’s not” she screamed. “ IT IS,THIS IS WHO I AM” he countered, his tone now matching hers. “ if this is who you are then I don’t want to be near you” she threatened. “You don’t mean that” he said lowly. “Yes I do”.she spoke Walking backwards. Her movements then stopped when she reached the island in the kitchen. “Princess you don’t mean that, I know you” Taehyung tried touching her face again but then she friend, building up her walls again. “Just give it time you’ll learn to love me” he spoke but she didn’t say anything, she just looked another way. And he sighed. Her walls were now high, too fsr for him to reach. He knew that if she found out what he does, she might leave but he was hoping, no praying that she’ll give him a chance. “I’m gonna shower and I’ll be back down and we can have dinner together” he’s broke the silence as he began to leave the kitchen not looking at her. After showering he came back down, hoping that she wild still be there, but when he reached the kitchen she was gone . Shocked filled his eyes and he began to worry, did she leave him, the women he longed for, did she leave him? He began shouting for her “princess?” But response “BABY!” He shouted louder and Mrs Kang came from the chef’s kitchen approached him.

“Sir, madam is in the garden” she spoke bowing to him and he rushed out to the garden. And there Y/n was looking up at the blossom tree. “I thought you left” he said but she didn’t turn to look at him. “ well you said you’ll be back for dinner so I’m wanting for you” she replied, her eyes still on the tree. He tried reaching out to touch her but then stopped himself, her walls was up so high almost reaching the skies and he couldn’t break them down and all he could do was give her space.

Mrs kang’s voice came from behind telling them dinner was ready, breaking them from their own world. Y/n then turned and finally met his eyes but then quickly looked away and the air around them didn’t feel the same anymore, she was shutting herself away from him. “Let’s go” she began awkwardly and left to go back unto the house and their dinner was nothing but silence. Time went slowly as they ate their dinner in Silence, as their maids watched them but didn’t question anything. Finishing her dinner y/n spoke, “thank you very much Mrs kang, the dinner was lovely” smiling her the chef. “It’s my pleasure”. Then looking away she said “excuse me” and removed herself form the dining table. Taehyung sighed and got up to go after her and the maids and chase bowed their heads in unison. Before she could reached the stairs, he grabbed her wrist and stopped her. “Princess, don’t shut me out” he began, “I’m not shutting you out” she lets out slowly then continued “I just need to get my head straight” then removing his hands from her wrist walking upstairs to her bedroom. Leaving him at the bottom of the stairs watching her leave.

She reached her bedroom and flopped down into her bed, that was soft like clouds and signed out in relief. What had she just sign up for? Forgetting about her phone, she looked and found it on the side of her bed and took it in her hands, as the screen lit up, she saw that there were many messages as well as missed calls left by Jungkook , EziKia and Ashley. Fuck, she thought to herself, how was she face her friend, what was she gonna tell them, that she was kidnapped by the man she saved 5 years ago? And that he confessed his love her and oh yes he’s also a cruel mafia boss. Not to forget the fact that her head is now in Shambles, she doesn’t know what to do, she doesn’t know who she likes, well who she loves anymore. Things were now complicated. Was her love still the same for jungkook, a friend she’s known for a long time, one of her best fiends, one that she might be in love with but scared that it might be love on Both sides. Was her love for Taehyung, a cruel, gruesome mafia boss, who she saved a long time ago, who now confessed his love for her but the thing was she did fall in love with him when they first met at her door step and she couldn’t stop thinking about him for a while but now things were different, he was different and so was she. Things are suddenly more complicated now.

Looking at the phone in her hand, she unlocked it and called her friend. As the call went through, she could hear the scream of her best friend. “WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU Y/N!” “I’ve been so worried” E continued trying to calm herself down. “I went to your house and waited for you outside the door, kept on ringing the Bell and banging on the front door but here as no answer” E confined crying out in frustration. “Why did you just leave us like that, worrying about you!” She asked not giving Y/n a chance to speak. Hearing her friend cry out like that she didn’t know what to say expect for “I’m sorry”. Upon hearing her voice, E stopped and sighed, “where are you now y/n!” E asked slightly raising her voice. “I can’t tell you right now but when things get better, I’ll tell you everything” Y/n began silently not knowing what else to say. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean!” E screamed. “It’s nothing, I just need to get my head straight, I’ll tell you everything when I get my head together” y/n continued but E was backing now. “NO. YOU ARE MY FRIEND I NEED YOU TO TELL ME IF SOMETHING IS WRONG!” And y/n did nothing else but just sigh in defeat. “I’m at a mans house” y/n began again. “What man? Jungkook?” “No it’s the man that I saved 5 years ago…” and there was just silence over the phone. “So you’re meaning to tell me you’re at the handsome strangers house?, what about jungkook?” E continuously asked. “It’s complicated” “have you told jungkook?”

“No, not yet, like I said, I just need to get my head straight before I speak to him, I just want some distance for now” y/n spoke out quietly. “Okay.” Her friend continued, “spill” “ well, I saw him went I went to the bathroom in the club and I fainted in front of him so he brought me to his house and he basically confessed his love for me” “woah, okay that’s a lot, did you get his name tho?” Her friend questioned. “Yes, his names Kim Taehyung” “WHAT? KIM FUCKING TAE HYUNG? THE MAFIA BOSS?” “Wait, you know him?” Y/n questioned shocked at the fact that her friend knew Taehyung. “ y/n everyone knows Kim Taehyung, he’s like a rogue Bachelor, he’s evil, been with lots of women but never lets it get serious, he plays with them then leaves them, there’s apparently a rumor that he was looking for his first real love-, wait that’s you?” E spoke as her voice raised in shock. “Guilty” y/n replied. “ wow, the world is really small” E said not believing what’s happening. “But this is great, right? He’s in love with you?” “Yeah that’s what he said but I don’t know how I feel, I’m unsure of my feelings for him” “and what about Jungkook? What are your feelings for him?” E countered. “I don’t know either, it’s complicated right now.” Y/n began and sighed “ Taehyung wants me to give him a chance and asked me to live with him in his mansion” “wait WHAT!?” E screamed on the other side slightly out in excitement. “You’re gonna be living with him?” “Yes, to help him and until I figure my feelings out” “To help him out?, what do you mean” E questioned. “It’s nothing, I’ll tell you when everything is settled” y/n spoke as E sighed “okay, but you know I’m only one call away, if you need me I’ll be here okay?” “Okay” “good, I love you y/n” E spoke softly. “Love you too E, bye” and she hung up the phone, almost tearing up. What has she got herself into?

Days then turned into weeks and weeks turned into months and she was still there, still hopelessly trying to change him. It’s been months since she began her training and every time she met him in the house, she would avoid his gaze, she would avoid him like a plague. She also stopped eating with him and blocking him out.

“Princess, you can’t avoid me forever” Taehyung began approaching y/n “I’m not avoiding you, you just happen to my way when I change my mind” she said sarcastically. Taehyung then took her hand, turning her then placing her small hand in his chest, feeling his heart beat. “Baby this is what you do to me” she looked at him but didn’t say anything. Honestly she was falling, he was always treating her really well, a lot more better than the men she was with before, she always woke up with bouquet of roses on the floor of her bedroom and he did everything he could to make her happy and she was great-full honestly but she couldn’t get off her mind the fact that he kills people for a living. A feared mafia boss. “Are you gonna train with me today?” She asked softly “no baby but I’ll be there watching you” “what’s the point of being there then if you’re just gonna watch” she pressed. “Fine I won’t be there” and he walked away. She honestly hated herself for pushing him away like that but she has to in order for him to realize. But realize what?

Turning herself away, she began walking to the training studio, as she entered the glass room, filled with bats, wooden sticks and boxing gloves, she was met by her trainer, one she was not very found of, one that always seem to treat her like an outsider. They began training, boxing and throwing punches at each other and this was getting intense, she y/n over powered the trainer, she raised her head looking up, her knee still on the trainer and her eyes met Taehyung’s and she frowned in annoyance. Didn’t he just say he wasn’t gonna be here but there he was, the almighty boss looking like everything she wanted but didn’t know if she wanted and then she looked away from his gaze. She she lifted herself up, leaving. She women on the floor let’s out a frustrated scream, as if she was embarrassed that Taehyung witness their match and she lost. The trainer threw a stick her way but y/n didn’t bother looking back or picking the stick up she continued walking away. Then she felt a hard hit on her head. “Fuck” she groaned and turned herself, now eyes red filled with anger and all she saw was black.

“Fight me, show me what you’re capable of” the trainer screamed and y/n picked up the stick approaching the women, her face black and the monster inside her wanting to come out. Then the women swung the stick y/n’s way trying to hit her in the head again but y/n blocked the hit, kicking the women in the stomach and the women fell hard. Y/n slowly approached her, still no emotions on her face and struck the women hard with the stick, again and again and again until the women bled in the floor. The women looked up at her, now fears in her eyes, and y/n one last hit and the women passed out on the floor. “This is what you wanted, right? You wanted me to show you what I’m Capable of” she spoke silently with no emotion still and looked up again at Taehyung, who now rose from his seat with shock in his eyes, he just witnessed what y/n was capable of. Y/n’s eyes then went to the men on each side of Taehyung and she saw the way they were looking at her, shocked and fear in their eyes and she was pulled from her trance and she looked down at the women. The women who looked lifeless on the floor, blood spewing from her mouth and bruises now forming on her face. Y/n then walked away, realizing what she just did and then threw the stick on the floor leaving the glass room. As she left, she didn’t she the look on Taehyung’s face, a look that almost seemed impressed at y/n.

The truth was deep down inside she was exactly like him but pride didn’t let her admit that she was becoming a monster, his monster.

Walking away, y/n couldn’t control her breathing, she just almost killed a person and she couldn’t what she did and that was really concerning to her. She hurriedly continued walking until she reached the mansion. She tried to calm herself down but couldn’t, she was breathing hard, she had no more control almost having a panic attack. “Princess…” Taehyung’s voice came softly from behind. Y/n turned hurriedly with panic in her eyes, she didn’t know what do do, or what to say. Taehyung saw the was she was struggling to breath and pulled her closer, grabbing her by her arms and spoke as softly as he could. “Baby breath, breath slowly” & she began to gain control again, breathing out with Taehyung. “That’s it princess, that’s my girl” Taehyung continued soothing her. “Good girl” he finished, rubbing her arms to soothe her more. After calming down, y/n finally looked up at him. “I just almost killed her…” she cried out. “Taehyung what did I do” she asked worriedly, looking at him with pleading eyes. “Baby, she’s fine, she’ll recover, don’t worry about it” Taehyung soothed. “ how can I not worry, I almost killed her” she screamed silently in Agony. “I hurt her” tears now filling her eyes. “Baby she’ll be fine” Taehyung responded pulling her into an embrace and she calmed down. That was the thing y/n failed to Acknowledge, the fact that he can make her forget everything around them and make her feel better. As she places her head on his chest, she could feel his heartbeat and it was damn fast, was he happy at this situation or was he nervous? Y/n couldn’t place a answer on that. Pulling out of her thought, she pulled away from him awkwardly, it felt like time had slowed down when they embraced each other but I’m Reality, time went fast and they embraced each other more than 15 minutes. Y/n looked up at Taehyung Slowly and said “I’ll get going, I need to shower” and before Taehyung could respond, she left towards the stairs leaving him again.

Two hours after the incident

Y/n hid in her room, she couldn’t face anyone in the house, not the maids, not the guards, not even Taehyung. What was she turning into, she couldn’t face her own reality and it was hard for her. She continued sitting in silence when she heard a knock on her door. She didn’t want to answer, she didn’t want to face or see anyone right now after what she did so she quietly sat on her bed not making any sound. “Princess, I know you’re in there…please open the door” Taehyung pleased on the other side. “Baby let me in-” Taehyung continued but was interrupted by her harsh voice. “How many times do I have to tell you, I’m not your baby, I’m not your girl I’m not your anything so leave me the fuck alone” y/n screamed. “I don’t want to see anyone right now either so leave!” She continued with her harsh tone. But Taehyung is not one to give up so he continued as well “Baby- y/n she’s fine, she’s not hurt, you didn’t do anything wrong, please just let me in” he spoke calmly but her rough tone followed after. “SHE ALMOST DIED, SHE NOT ALRIGHT, I-I-I ALMOST KILLED HER” y/n screamed. “Almost baby, she’s not dead” “How can you say that Taehyung? After what I did” y/n continued. “Because you did what you have to baby” Taehyung spoke softly. “You did what you had to” “I didn’t have to do anything, I should’ve stopped” y/n began crying softly. “Baby it’s not your fault, she pushed you…baby please let me in” Taehyung pleaded. “Please” “no leave me alone, GO AWAY, I’m a monster.” She finally admitted. “I’m becoming a monster like you so leave me alone” she continued harshly. Her harsh worlds didn’t come unheard by Teahyung, he heard it very clearly, he was a Monster to her and he was hurt from her words. “ if you’re not gonna see me, you should at least eat something, I don’t want you becoming sick, so when you’re ready, come down to eat, I won’t be there” he said quietly before leaving. Why did she have to do that, why couldn’t she just accept what she was, it wasn’t like she was becoming something new, that monster was always inside her but she just didn’t want to face the truth, the truth that they were the same. They fit perfectly like a key and lock, just like how a hand fits perfectly in the right glove. Her feelings were all over the place, she just kept on denying what’s real And the hard truth was that she was in love with him.

An hour after he left her door.

Y/n walked silently our her room, by now it was dark, the moon was shining down and the stars were shining bright. She kept quietly walking down the long dark hall, trying to be as discreet as she could finally reaching the stairs. Walking down slowly, she noticed that it was awfully quiet, there was no sound in the mansion, it was almost haunting. As she approached the kitchen, she noticed Mrs kang and maids cleaning things up and realized that it was the dinner she was supposed to have with Taehyung but she didn’t say anything. As she reached the kitchen, she stood there quietly, Mrs kang, the head maid still didn’t noticed her until she cleared her voice. “Madam, I’m so happy to see you, I heard from Mr Kim that you weren’t feeling well, how are you feeling now” Mrs kang asked. Taehyung lied for her? “Oh yes, I had a little headache but I’m feeling a lot better now” she lied. But In her head she couldn’t get out of her head the fact that Taehyung lied for her when she felt uncomfortable. “That’s great madam, are you wanting anything?” Mrs kang asked pulling her from her thoughts. “Yes, I’m feeling a little hungry, would you be able to make me something?” She asked softly. “Yes madam it would be my pleasure” Mrs Choi replied with a smile on her face. “What would you like madam?” “I bowl of ramen would be amazing please!” She replied with a huge smile on her face and Mrs kang got to work and stated to make the bowl of ramen for her. As she watched Mrs kang make the ramen, her thoughts wondered to Taehyung and she asked Mrs kang “Mrs kang, has Taehyung eaten anything?”And Mrs Kang looked at her worriedly, “no madam, sir hasn’t had anything to eat, he’s been really busy with business and he was really worried about you so he couldn’t eat anything” Mrs Kang relied and shock filled Y/n but why was she, he told her many times that he cared for her and confessed Many times his feelings for her but she still denied it. Maybe she was scared of the fact that If she fell in love and showed her true feelings, she could hurt other people. “ oh really?, would you be able to make him something?”

“Yea madam, I would love to, what does madam have in mind?” Mrs kang questioned “ Erm in not sure, what does he like?” She couldn’t believe she was worried about him and now asking about what he likes. “Mr Kim loves Japchae, he loves meat and everything in between” Mrs kang answered with a loving smile. “ Then could make him a bowl of ramen with extra meat” y/n replied smiling softly. “Okay madam” Mrs kang spoke as she began making another bowel of Ramen. After a while, Mrs kang handed her the dish and she began eating and Taehyung then entered the kitchen but didn’t even look at her or acknowledge her. He didn’t say a word. The Mrs kang broke the silence as Taehyung opened the fridge grabbing a bottle of water then looked at Y/n who then avoided his gaze. The tension in the room could kill someone. “Mr Kim, Madam thought you would be hungry so she asked us to make you a bowl of ramen with extra meat” Mrs kang began but Teahyung didn’t say a thing, he just kept looking at y/n, who kept on avoiding his gaze. “Really?” He finally spoke with sarcasm in his voice and y/n rolled her eyes at his remark and he sat down in front of her. The bowl of ramen placed in front Of him but he kept on staring at her and she kept on avoiding his eyes. “Did you really ask them make this for me?” He asked. “No” she finally meeting his eyes and the heat rose to her face and was was blushing hard from embarrassment. “Don’t lie to me” he said firmly and he looked at him with a pout but she couldn’t keep the eye contact, his gaze was burning through her. “Yes, I did” she replied slowly and he grabbed her face with his left hand and turned her face to face him. And the frown on his face turned into a wide smile. “Thank you princess” he said softly and she couldn’t help but blush and she removed his hand from her face. “You’re welcome” she replied with a soft smile lowering her gaze. Chase and the maids just looked at them in awe, they just couldn’t believe what they just saw, these two idiots are obviously in love with each other but one didn’t want to push the other and one didn’t want to accept her feelings. Taehyung finally took a bite of his food and smiled like a baby and y/n looked at him looking confused as fuck. How the hell does someone attitude change in seconds? It’s unbelievable. “Wow this is amazing, baby you chose well, how did you know this would be one of my favorite dish?” He smiled widely looking at her with loving eyes. She cringed at the nickname and she was fuming and wanted to tell him to fuck off but decided to say “Mrs kang told me what you liked” with no emotion. “Well baby I love it, thank you” he said winking at her. She could punch him in his beautiful but she didn’t want to ruin the moment. “You’re welcome” she spoke softly. “I wasn’t talking to you princess, I was thanking Mrs kang for making this beautiful dish” he teased. She scoffed, letting out a Laugh and she thought to herself what a cocky asshole, now she was more than annoyed but held her emotions and continued smiling then looked away . But she didn’t catch the way he was looking at her, proud to have made her angry, he loved it, her walls were finally breaking down again. They continued having dinner with small conversations then his phone rang. As he picked up he looked at her and said “ I’ll be back baby” and walked to his office leaving y/n with Mrs Choi and Chase.

As he left y/n whispered “Cocky Bastard” with annoyance in her voice and, Chase’s eyes landed on y/n then he looked away and his eyes met Mrs kang and they both nodded and moved to sit down I’m front of y/n . Y/n looked confused, she didn’t know what was happening but held herself. “ Miss Y/n, how are you?” Chase began with a firm look on his face. “I’m alright thanks” y/n replied and gave them him a warm smile. “How are finding the mansion, is it up to your standards?”Chase asked warily. “It’s more than up to my standard” y/n replied still smiling. “That’s great to hear” chase spoke finally smiling. “You know I’ve never seen my boss like this, from all the years that I’ve known him, I’ve never seen him this happy.” He continued whilst Y/n kept silent “he’s been looking for you ever since the day you saved him and I’ve honestly never seen him put his life on the line like this. He willing to give everything up to be with you and you’re all he can think about . When he’s stressed he thinks about you, when he’s angry he thinks about you and he calms himself down from the thoughts of you. He’s in love with you and he’s willing to do anything to be with you but I’m just wondering what are you’re feelings for him?”

Y/n didn’t know what to say, she didn’t know how to answer and she just said “I’m not sure of my current feelings for him” she lied, I’m honesty she knew, she just didn’t want to live with that truth. She didn’t want to confess her feelings to him if she didn’t know if she liked someone else. Jungkook, he was still there buried inside her mind, her feelings for him was still unknown, of-course she likes him as a friend but it could be something deeper. They always had something for each other. And with Taehyung, he makes her feel like she’s not the only insane person and he always made her feel like she found her home and she always felt his affections and everyday he told her how much she meant to him. And she didn’t want to say the same thing if her feelings were meant elsewhere. “I’m not sure of my feelings for him Right now..I-“ before she could continued chase interrupted “boss is always a fighter, he shows no mercy and no one can hurt him but when you’re hurting and you ignore it he looks like he’s been shot and looks like he could die….look, what I’m to say here is that he loves you more than his life, he went to your house everyday after he left the day you saved him but you weren’t there and he kept trying until he found you and he wanted to confess his feelings and all he’s looking for is for you to love him back.” He smiled softly after speaking. “He went to my house?” y/n questioned confused. “Yea he went there everyday for so many years, always with a bouquet of flowers. Lavender flowers cause he thought you would love them. He always said that Lavender roses meant-“ “love at first sight” y/n finished off. “It means love at first sight” she whispered to herself in awe. “Yes, he fell deeply in love with you and still is, I just hope one day you’ll feel the same way and that you don’t keep him waiting” chase continued “I’m sure one day” y/n said giving him a smile. They spoke and spoke for a few more minutes and she felt like she was home. Chase and Mrs kang made her feel better and she felt so happy. They joked as laughed and the conversation continued until they heard Taehyung cleared his throat and chase jerked away from y/n I’m shock. They all looked at Taehyung and he looked mad. He was jealous, jealous of the fact that she didn’t smile like this around him, jealous of the fact that she’s always happy with a another man but him. He approached them and nodded for Mrs Kang and chase to go away and they left. Y/n turned facing away from him on her chair and he approached her. She could feel his hot breath on the back of her shoulder as he leaned in, he wanted to kiss her and show her affections but didn’t want to push her away so he pulled back. “I want you to come with me to my club” he said holding back his emotions and she turned towards him. Her eyes widen in shock as she turned, she didn’t expect him to be so close, so close that they could feel each other’s breath. She stared at him then said “now?” “Yes princess, could you come with me?” lifting his hand to hold her on her shoulder. “But I don’t have anything to wear” she said looking away. “ baby haven’t you looked inside your closet?, you have everything, I’m sure you’ll find something nice to wear” he said softly. “How long do need to get ready?” He asked. “Around an hour?” “AN HOUR?!” Shock rolled his voice. “ yes Teahyung, if you want me you’ll have to wait” she spoke smiling up at him, her walls down again. “Okay be ready in an hour I’ll be waiting” he said with one last look at her then walked away.

One hour later.

An hour had passed and y/n finally got really, she wore a aquatic Versace dress that had a low neckline, with beadings that shaped into star fishes and it had a high slit all the way up her thigh. The dressed hugged her figure like a glove and hugged it right in every way showing her curves. With her tight fitting dress, she wore black lace up Versace heels. Her makeup was light but made her look like a goddess. She wore her hair down in a wavy style and wore matching pearl necklace and matching Chandelier earrings. She took one last look at herself and smirked at how good she looked. She finally walked out her room and towards the stairs and she began walking down but then stopped. At the bottom of the stairs stood him, Kim Taehyung, looking like everything she could have, he was wearing a white lace martini Dolce and Gabbana suits, with a black shirt underneath and Matching black trousers. On his hand right hand a Rolex and on his cuff, diamond cuff links . His hair slick back with one loose strand and he looked like sex on legs, she could have him in a instant if she didn’t hide her feelings. From hearing her footsteps he turned to look At her and could instantly fall to his knees from looking at her. She looked like an angel that was sent to save him wearing a dress that he picked for her wardrobe, her curves like something he’s never seen before and that neckline, the dress holding her breast just right. She was wearing everything he brought for her and he couldn’t hold back his smile. As she looked down at him, her gaze then tuned to the dozen men behind him who were also in awe, Taehyung saw the way she was looking at his men so he cleared his throat and they bowed to her presence. She continued walking down Until she was one step above him, but her height a little a few inches shorter than him and she looked up then into his eyes. “you look amazing, I could die from just looking at how beautiful you are” he confessed. “Thank you” she blushed and she attempted to look away but his hand went up to her face and Turned it back to face him. “Don’t look away princess, you look too good to be feeling shy” he teased and all she could do was smile. “I got you a present” he spoke as her eyes widen in shock, he brought her a present?, but they weren’t even together and she kept on rejecting his feelings as well as her own. But clearly he didn’t stopped trying and that’s what she’s beginning to fall even if she didn’t acknowledge it. “You didn’t have to” y/n began as he pulled pulled out the present de his trouser pocket. “Of course I did, you deserve it” she watched as he pulled out a small Dior gift box and she signed out smiling at him, she couldn’t believe that he went out of his way to get her something, even though she’s wearing everything she bought her. Then he opened up the box and there it was, a Diamond Dior bracelet, that was worth more than she could imagine. He reached out his hand waiting for her to place hers in his and she hesitated for a moment then placed her small manicure hand in his and met his gaze. He gazed down at his hand then took the bracelet out it’s box and placed it on her small wrist handing the box to Chase who was just staring at them happily. “You ready?” Taehyung asked with love in his eyes and she nodded. He then hooked her arms on his and y/n tried to pull away but his hold was firm. “You already gave your hand to me and I’m not letting it go” and she gave up at his remark and relaxed herself. Walking toward his car as his men followed not far behind he spoke “have I told you how amazing you look?”

“Yes you already told me that” y/n replied letting a small smile fall on her face. “Well I’m telling you again, you look so fucking good, I can’t take my eyes off you” and she blushed at his comment. “Baby I love it when you blush” he said again smiling down at her. “Stop” she lets out as they reached his car. “I won’t stop until I’m satisfied complimenting you” he spoke winking at her as he opened the door to let her in and she rolled her eyes. “If you keep rolling your eyes I-“ “what will you do Mr Kim? Huh?” She said challenging him. “Do you want to know?” She nodded at his question and a smirk fell onTo his face. “I’ll show you who I really am, I’ll fu-“ “STOP” She screamed shocked at his comment. “ stop, we’re not at that level yet!” She said glaring at him. “ You were the one who asked me what I would do and I was just simply answering your question” he said acting innocent as he got into his car. “

Also, what did you mean when you said we’re not on that level yet?” He said curious about her comment earlier. “Nothing Tae-” “baby, stop, tell me” he ushered. “Well we’re just beginning to get to know each other right?” She questioned answering him. “Of course” he said unable to hide his happiness. The car finally starts to head off to the club as he held her hand firmly in his and looked straight. The drive to the club was better than she expected with light conversation.

At the dragon’s lair

As they approached the club, they continued to have a light conversation, the wall That she built up was now breaking down slowly. The car came to a stop and one of his men opened up the door for y/n and she got out as Taehyung got out on the other side. He rounded the car and reached her side hooking her arm into his and she tied to pull away but he didn’t let her and all she could do was look at him. As they walked in she realized where she was “wait. You owns this club!!” She asked shock filling her voice. “Yes princess, I own a lot of things, well I own most of the casinos and clubs in Seoul” he answered looking down at her smiling widely. “Right”

She spoke out quietly. As they entered further into the the club, she could feel cold hazes on them as everyone bowed in their presence and she tried pulling away again but he didn’t budge. They began walking through the crowd and everyone paved away for them and she could hear voices whispering, wondering who she was but she just tried to ignore it. Now everyone’s beginning to think that she’s his women. As they approached the V.I.P area he stopped in his tracks and began “princess I have some business to attend first, I want to you wait for me here okay?” He asked softly and y/n looked at him and simply nodded and started heading to the V.I.P section but his hand reached out to pull her into his embrace. “You’re not gonna give me anything?” “Like what” she asked curious “kiss me” he commanded and she lets out a laugh, “you must be joking” she laughs but his face was like stone no emotion all. “I’m not one to joke around baby” “no Taehyung” and she pulled away and takes her in the V.I.P Room. Taehyung didn’t say anything else, he only looked at her as she sat down and couldn’t help but love her brattiness even more and then he walked away to get on with his business. He told his men at the door to look after her as he left. Time had passed and Y/n was beginning to get bored waiting for him so she decided to go and have some fun. She walked down the steps from the V.I.P area and walked through the crowd towards the bar to get a drink, she’s not just gonna sit there waiting for him, she’s gonna have a few drinks and have fun. Taking her seat at the bar she ordered a martini, and began grooving to the music and after her drink was made, she began drinking getting lost in her thought, thinking of this Ridiculous situation she for herself into.

Taehyung finally got out of his business meeting and won the deal. Again. Walking back from his office to the V.I.P area, he noticed that y/n wasn’t there and he glared at the guard that was supposed to look after Y/n and pulled his gun out. “Didn’t I tell you to look after her!!?” He yelled angrily and the fear in the guards eyes was unreal, he was scared to death. “I’m sorry boss, I didn’t know she left, I’m so sorry” the man cried and as Teahyung was gonna shoot him, his eyes landed on her at the bar and he sighed out in relief. Looking at the man who was kneeling in front of him he spoke out “chase take care of this” and the man was pulled from the room screaming for help. As he was gonna walk down the stairs, he felt arms crawl around him like snakes and he turned and there she was, the same girl, the same girl that he almost fucked a few months ago, “I don’t have time for you right now” he spoke trying to get her arms off him but she tried again snaking her arms around his torso. “Stop” he glared “ why, we always fuck Taehyung” the girl said. “Taehyung?, since when did I give you permission to say my name?” Taehyung spoke harshly. The girl lowered her eyes and Teahyung started walking away towards y/n again but then stopped in his tracks, thinking for a moment then turned with playfulness in eyes, he was now starting a game. “Sorry baby, you know I want to play but I now have a girl, if you could get her permission to let me play with you then I’ll fuck you” then he leaned in towards her ears “hard”and pulled back and there was excitement I’m the girls eyes. “Where is she?” She asked and Taehyung turned them both around now behind her and Pointed to y/n at the bar “ she’s over there” and the girl didn’t think twice and walked towards y/n almost angry and frustrated. Kim Taehyung now has a women and he was gonna leave her and now she’s angry. Y/n was having fun at the bar at the bar drinking her martini, whilst moving to the music. She then feels a presence behind her and she turned and there stood a angry looking girl that she’s never ever seen in her life. “Hi” y/n began and the women walked closer “so you’re my Taehyung’s women!!” The women asked angrily. “Girl you’ve got wrong, I’m not his girl” “I know you’re not, you look like a joke- you’re not even that pretty” the girl began insulting but y/n held herself and laughed “ right, thanks for opinion” and she turned her back towards the girl and the girl screamed pulling y/n from her seat “don’t turn away from me bitch” and y/n smirked scoffing, the audacity of this girl. “Anything else?!” Y/n asked “yea, Kim Taehyung is my man, so stay away from him” “gladly baby, he’s not mine I’m the first place” y/n responded smirking. The girl in front Of her had the widest smile on her face as she friend away thinking she just won she hears y/n voice began from behind “But I am living with him so it’s gonna be hard to avoid him, especially when he’s sleeping beside me with his hard cock every night”

“What did you say!!!?” The girl states angrily. “I’m just saying it’s gonna be hard to avoid if he’s sleeping next to me every night with his cock up my ass” y/n said cockily. The girl then swung at her hand and the hand landed in y/n face and she tried to slap her again but y/n grabbed her hand with her left them swung her right hand and it landed hard on her face and she did it again and again and the girl stumbled backwards. The monster was coming out. “Do you want me to spell it out for you?” Y/n questioned angrily, “he’s not my man, well not yet that is but if I wanted him, he’ll come running to me but as I can see, he doesn’t want you” she continued with a a smirk on her face. “If you ever think about laying a hand on me, I’ll break your neck, okay baby?” “Fuck you” the girl spat and y/n hands balled into fist and the fist landed right in the girls face and she blacked out. There was commotions around her but she didn’t care, she just held her own. Then she met Taehyung’s gaze and he has the huge smirk on his face and around him was other girls, lots of girls. “This asshole”, she said to herself, she just fought of a crazy women because of him cause he had the audacity to tell her that she was his and now he has other crazy women latching onto him like leaches? He must be fucking crazy. The women on his left began began to kiss up his neck whilst his eyes were still on y/n “fucking bastard” she said now jealous and she began walking towards him with fire in her eyes. He confessed his feelings for her and now he’s letting other girls grope him, he must be out of his mind. But she didn’t accept his feeling or take her own into account right? So she doesn’t have the right to feel jealous but the fire inside her was burning and she has to do something about it. Walking through the crowd, she headed for the stairs that led to the V.I.P section and straight toward Taehyung. She looked at him straight in the eyes and took a few more strides and took her seat on his lap. He loved the way she held herself, he was more than I love right now. As she sat on his lap, she finally spoke “hey baby” looking at Taehyung straight in the eyes and hovering over his Lips with hers, then her eyes went to the girl on his left who was still kissing his neck then y/n harshly grabbed the women’s face and the women let’s put a worried scream. “Get your filthy lips off him” she said with anger. The women’s eyes widen and she stepped away from Him and so did the others. But then the women began to question in a loud voice filled with courage “who the fuck are you” challenging y/n “I suggest you watch your tone”the monster was fully out now. “I’m his women so if you don’t want your neck snapped in half, walk away and don’t think of coming near him.” She glared and the women backed off in fear, bowed their heads and left. “So you’re gonna let girls people touch you!?” Y/n questioned glaring at him with Piercing eyes. “But I thought we weren’t together..” Taehyung contended and anger consumed y/n “right” she said annoyed lifting herself off his lap but he held her there. “We’re not together so get your hands off me, so I can get off you” y/n spoke harshly meeting his gaze. “Baby..” “Let me go Taehyung.” But he didn’t move not one bit, his hands remained on her hips and back holding her in place. “LET.ME .GO!” she spoke loudly as she saw Taehyung eyes change “no, baby, you already took you seat here and I’m not letting you go” The monster inside him now out as well, glaring at each other. She struggled in his hold but she didn’t budge, he held her in place. “If you don’t let me go I-” “what’ll you do baby hum?” He challenged and her hand lifted and landed hash on his face and his grip loosen around her and the shock filled his eyes and she got up off his lap and said “fucking asshole!” Then left out of the area and left Taehyung behind. Taehyung was mad, more mad than he should’ve been but that’s what she does to him, he followed her though the crowd and he was seeing red.

Finally out of the crowed she came to a quieter space and not far behind was Taehyung, approaching her as she slowed down. She tried to calm herself down and control her breathing down. She was jealous, not that she’s ever gonna admit it, she was jealous, he said he loved her but let other women touch him like that. She was fuming. Jealousy was a dangerous weapon and she was going to try to hide it. “Y/N!” Taehyung’s loud voice came from Behind and she stopped in her tracks. His footsteps were harsh and fast, in a matter of moments he was behind her but she didn’t bother turning. “Look at me” He began but she didn’t budge. “Baby look at me” and she stood still. “Princess” he grits his teeth annoyed and forces her to turn towards him eyes finally meeting. “What!” She began, spite in her voice. “Oh so now jealous?,but I can’t get jealous?” He asked holding her in place. “Jealous!?! Jealous my ass!” She turned, then he spun her around lips landing on hers and she jerked away smacking him hard in the face but he kissed her again, pushing her up against the wall, tongue poking at her lips, she was still angry at him so she didn’t open her lips. He kept on kissing her like A mad man and held her right against him. His hand then went from her back down to her ass and squeezed it causing her to moan “ahh mmhmm” she moaned. As her lips opened, he took the chance to slide his tongue inside her mouth and she was a moaning mess under him. “Mmhm” she moaned out and he groaned against her lips pulling away for air. “Fuck, you have no idea what you do to me” he groaned out and watched the way she breathed, her face was now flushed pink. He leaned in again hovering over her lips, thinking that she was gonna pull away he held her head in place but then she leaned up kissing him on the lips “fuck” he moaned out. The kiss turned rough, tongue fighting for Dominance and she gave up letting him Win and they were both panting. “Baby-“ she moaned against his lips. “What did you just call me?” He asked Hopeful. “Bab-humph” he attached his lips against hers before she could finish, kissing her like he was a man thirsty for water. Hands traveling down to her ass, he gave it a light squeeze and she moaned out, removing her lips from his head tilting back, “you like that princess?” He growled leaning in to suck on her neck. He leaned in, lips attached to her neck, giving it a few licks, kissing, sucking then biting on to it and she moaned out loudly “ahh-FUCKK-Babyy—” tilting her head further back giving him more access. He continued teasing and Torturing her neck, as purple marks began forming and he pulled back satisfied with his work. He looked at how fucked she looked and couldn’t be more happy that he caused it. He leaned in hovering over her lips teasingly but didn’t let their lips touch and y/n huffed of a frustrated moan. “Don’t tease me” “ I’m not princess” he said finally leaning in to give her some satisfaction. She kissed him back and all her walls were broken down. She was giving herself to him. He kissed down her neck slowly and she closed her eyes and felt him run her sides slowly teasing her, then he moved his hands back down to her ass and squeezed it while biting down on her neck. “Baby-“she moaned out as he continued teasing her. Then her she opened her eyes and lets out a sigh, then her eyes landed on a figure in the corner, staring at them In shock. She hurriedly pushed Taehyung away and Taehyung looked at her confused “princess-“ but she didn’t even look at him, she looked at the figure walking away, shock filling her eyes.

“Jungkook?” She spoke silently.. Watching him walk away as guilt began to rush Into her heart.

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The Mafia's Princess J.hs

Summary: "I can't loose you because if I loose you I loose myself. You're all I have left." she begged him to put the gun down. Falling onto her bloody knees in the mud. Helicopters surrounded them and the sirens were getting closer and closer but k she could think about was him. The man whom she fell in love with, standing in front of them. Gun pointed towards his head.

This is a HoseokxOc story but feel free to think of her as y/n. I just didn't want to call her y/n so I used my own character that you'll see in a lot of my stories but her mood and temperment will change in each story.

Warning: Mention of smut, drug use, mafia lord, weapons, cursing, scary dogs lol, it's basically for mature people yall.

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Areum's p.o.v

My eyes fluttered open as my vision slowly started to restore. All I saw was a old ceiling fan slowly whipping around and the ugly tan popcorn ceiling. I only heard faint sounds as if something was coming closer. It was too early to worry about it. I groaned turning my body to the side just to see that he wasn't there. My fingers reached towards where he was lying. It was still warm, smiling to myself I start to remember the warmth he gave me last night. A night full of kisses, orgasms, and love. Or what I think is love. I've never really knew but all I know is that he makes me feel a type a way. Whenever I'm near him it's like he has the power to make my heart run miles just by his touch.

I sigh as I sat myself up from the screaky flat bed. What do you expect from a cheap motel that was from the middle of no where? I've gotten used to it. As long as I'm with-

There he was. Shirtless, his tattoos revealed all around his body. He was looking through the blinds, but no sunlight was coming in. What time was it anyways? I looked besides me on the table clock.

2:30 A.M.

I raise my brow, clueless on why I woke up so late but even more clueless why Hoseok was up so late. Maybe it was the drugs? But they didn't have that affect on me as much and usually Hoseok stays in bed with me till morning. "Hoseok..." I mumble. My voice still grogy from sleepiness. "What are you doing up so-"

"You need to leave. Now." he turns to me. His vibrant attitude suddenly disappeared into a more urgent one. He quickly retrieves my luggage, packing my clothes and throwing me a large t shirt to wear since I was only in my undergarments. "What? What's going on?" I became more alert at his words. Did he not want me anymore?

The sound I didn't hear before I could hear clearly now. Police sirens, a ton of them. My eyes widened as I quickly through on the t shirt. Jumping out of bed I go towards the windows to see what's actual happening but Hoseok prevents me with his hand wrapping around my wrist. He spoke again, this time more stern "I said leave."

I look at him, letting out a slightly irritated laugh. "What? No. I'm not leaving you alone here." I retrieve my wrist and looked out the window. The cops were surrounding the building. There was no way they could outrun them. They had guns, dogs, and a lot of freaking muscle. It was a good thing that there were a lot of rooms in this damn motel. It would take them some time to find us since we checked in on our phones. So no one could say they've spotted us. "We have to think."

"Areum, it's over. You need to get out of here!" he raised his voice but I quickly covered his mouth. Shaking my head as I shushed him. "I'm not going to throw you away so easily." I mumbled. He made my stomach churn at his words. It's not over yet, it can't be.

We then heard the sound of panting and patting on the floor. Shit, dogs. They must've smelled the drugs so they started to bark right at our door. Hoseok sighed loudly and grabbed my hand.

Hoseok's P. O. V

Oh how she could be so damn stubborn. Taking a firm hold of her right hand I grabbed a mini gun in my suite case just in case. Areum glared at me as I pulled it out with my other hand. She didn't like guns and I promised her I wouldn't bring it along with me but you never know what you could get into in this line of work. I'm a mafia lord and she's-

My line of thought got cut off by the loud stomps coming towards our door. I looked around and found a large vent on the ceiling. Areum looked at me and then she finally got the hint. Letting fo of her hand I ran towards my luggage grabbed a knife I stored in there as well

"are you serious!" Areum loudly whispered towards me.

I didn't answer her though, I climbed on the desk and undid the screws that held the vent up. It opened for us now all we have to do is find our way out, fast. Risky, but the only chance we have. "okay, come up here in my shoulders." My words rushed out of my mouth. Shw climbed up the desk and I picked her up. She climbes onto my shoulders and into the vent.

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'they're in here!' one cop yells as he kicks the door open. He spots Hoseok and quickly held his gun up to him. Other cops rush in the room. He was surrounded by four until the rest rushed in. The dogs however didn't attack him yet. They were held on leashes.

' put your hands up!' one of them yelled, his voice was deep and loud enough to boom throughout the whole motel.

Hoseok's P. O. V

"ah, long time no see." I smirk at the men that I've been coming into contact lately with. They're guns were all pointed towards me but I know that none of them would shoot. If they turn me in they get a cash price and must I say, I'm very expensive. They won't kill me yet, they want to get much more out of me before they pull the trigger. I purse my lips and shake my head. The gun was still in my hand. "I'm not gonna end this game so easily. It's so fun playing with you."

'release the dogs' the chief calls out but before they could even release the freeze in their spots.

Bang!

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Hoseok pulls the trigger as the bullet zooms so close to the chiefs head. Barely missing it by a few centimeters but enough to leave a long bloody cut that will eventually turn into a scar. All of them looked his way, including the dogs. They were frozen for a bit but looked back to where Hoseok was. He was gone.

He quickly pulled himself up the vent grabbing Areum and crawling as quickly as they possibly could away.

Areum's P. O. V

While I was waiting for him whilst he faced the cops I could feel my heart vibrating through my skin. As much as I wanted to jump out of this damn vent and scream not to shoot I couldn't. I knew I couldn't because if I did it would be the biggest headliner of the world and it would bring my family great shame. I've been missing for months and I'd rather that they think I'm dead than running around with a mafia lord. I close my eyes as I try to slow my breaths down, trying to be the quietest one in there. I couldn't make a sound. The vent echos so a single squeak would seem like a whole scream. To calm myself I thought about him, how he's always came through in the worst situations. How I could always depend on him when-

Bang!

My heard stopped and eyes widened. Did he really just... Die. Did they shoot him?

No

No they couldn't of. They should have but they-

Is he really gone.

When I looked up he was right there, taking me and crawling swiftly through the vent. My breaths get louder and louder. I was still in shock of what just happened. My eyes filled up in tears as I followed him, quietly sobbing. My emotions really don't know how to react, they didn't even know how to catch up . He couldn't comfort me, I couldn't talk to him, we had to be quiet. As the vent space was getting smaller I ended up closely following in back of him. The air was getting hotter. Luckily we started to hear birds. The end of the vent was close but our energy was running out. The vent just started to incline and we literally had to climb up but I could feel my body giving out. I was getting slower before I just felt my body fall to the floor.

"Areum!" Hoseok looked behind himself to see me, trying to catch my breath. I could feel my throat dry up and my body Dripping I sweat it was hot in that vent. He spoke again "We're so close baby, you could do this."

I could do this. I could. But everytime I try to get myself back up my arms wiggle causing me to fall back down again. I looked to the other side of the vent. Smoke was coming towards me, crawling its way into my nostrils. Soon all I could see was black.

"Areum!" Hoseok yelled at me once more but he was quickly cut off. I fell into a deep sleep.

Hoseok P. O. V

Shit, shit, shit! What even is that stuff. I didn't notice that Areum was so far behind me and it wasn't like I could back up and save her with my legs. I quickly work my way out of the vent. It lead me to the roof's basement. All we have to do is jump before they surround the whole building. I get a mask from my luggage and but it on. They might have tricks up they're sleeve but I do too. I go into the vent once more. Everything was foggy, it was as if the smoke overtook it. I have to hurry before it reaches the roof. There was no use to call for her because whatever type of gas this was it made people sleep. I finally see her, she was face down as if she was dead but she couldn't be dead.

I quickly achieve her hands and drag her out. I could see the basement now. Everything was clear I kept pulling her but something stopped her. She was caught in something and everytime I pulled her it she wouldn't move a bit. I looked around, felt around, and my hand finally landed on something furry.

A low growl echoed through the vent. I slowly felt down the dog and it had its teeth in her leg and me pulling only made it worse.

I pulled the gun out of my pocket. Being super quiet. This gas somehow didn't affect dogs. I only had one shot. Left... And it had to go towards the right thing. I bangs the knife to the side of the vent. The dog let go of Areum, running towards me. That's when I shot my shot. The vent started to shake as I heard other dogs running. Taking Areum I quickly rushed her out. Picking her up once we were out of the vent I checked to see if she was alive and thank god she was. The smoke was creeping into the basement to the roof. There was a window so I opened and climbed out. There were cops everywhere trying to look for us but luckily they weren't looking in one area...

To be continued

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Hey lovely, so this ff will be continued in the next couple chapters. Tell me if you like it enough for me to finish! I can't wait for you to know the deeper story of The Mafia's Princess. CHAPTER 2: https://temptingempress.tumblr.com/post/640407000512135168/the-mafias-princess-jhs-2

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The Mafia’s Princess

Not your typical Mafia Story...

The Mafia's Princess

CHAPTER 1 and 2 OUT NOW!

1: https://temptingempress.tumblr.com/post/639279379437977600/the-mafias-princess-jhssummary-i-cant-loose

2: https://temptingempress.tumblr.com/post/640450706008113152/the-mafias-princess-jhs-2

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The Mafia’s Princess J.hs (2)

Summary: “I can’t loose you because if I loose you I loose myself. You’re all I have left.” she begged him to put the gun down. Falling onto her bloody knees in the mud. Helicopters surrounded them and the sirens were getting closer and closer but k she could think about was him. The man whom she fell in love with, standing in front of them. Gun pointed towards his head.

This is a HoseokxOc story but feel free to think of her as y/n. I just didn’t want to call her y/n so I used my own character that you’ll see in a lot of my stories but her mood and temperment will change in each story.

Warning: A bit of sexual interaction but nothing too much, weapons, skin damage, cursing, DIOR FREAKING HOSEOK. AKA: SUPERIOR HOSEOK.

Previous: https://temptingempress.tumblr.com/post/639443379410927616

Hauling Areum away in his arms from the vent into his arms, he opened the window just to see that the cops and dogs were guarding the entire motel, just waiting for them to come back and attack. He had to think and he had to think fast or else they’ll both be dead meat. He looked around and spotted one place where the dogs nor the cops have reached yet. The garbage bin. Of course, it was disgusting but it was the only chance they got. 

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The Mafia’s Princess (3)

Summary: “I can’t loose you because if I loose you I loose myself. You’re all I have left.” she begged him to put the gun down. Her bloody knees splashed into the mud. Helicopters surrounded them and the sirens were getting closer and closer but she could think about was him. The man whom she fell in love with, standing in front of them. Gun pointed towards his head.

This is a HoseokxOc story but feel free to think of her as y/n. I just didn’t want to call her y/n so I used my own character that you’ll see in a lot of my stories but her mood and temperament will change in each story. The character depicted in the photo is my imagination of her, you can depict her anyway you would like.

Warning: Injuries, swearing, knife mentions, mafia mentions (obviously), a little bit of angst. 

Previous: https://temptingempress.tumblr.com/post/641614237353099264/the-mafias-princess-jhs-2

“Almost there.” Hoseok huffed as they climbed the hill that led to the abandoned garage. The garage was originally popular amongst the civilians but the town turned into a ghost town, which made it the perfect place for mafia’s to meet up for certain things. 

Areum’s P.O.V

I let out a slight giggle hearing Hoseok’s huffs and his struggles to make it up the hill. For a big buff mafia man you’d think he could walk thousands of miles but he could get out of breath just by opening a jar of pickles. “Come on Muscle Man. Just a few more feet to go.” I teased earning a hearty chuckle back from him. “You gotta remember that I hauled your ass for like 3 miles.” He poked my head gently but still managed to make me flinch. “Scaredy cat, ah, there it is.”  Hoseok’s P.O.V

Oh thank goodness, I was about to fall face down out of exhaustion, It’s been hours that I’ve been on my damn feet. The large garage was right behind the abandoned mall aka the drug trade. I leaned against the concrete wall showered in explicit graffiti. Taking out my phone I dialed the driver’s number. I took Areum’s hand and pulled her closer to me “Stay close, the crackheads lurk.” The phone then picked up and he said his usual phrase “Annyeonghaseyo jeoneun bangtan sonyeondan hwanggeum maknae jeon jungkook imnida”  “Where are you.” I asked him bluntly, too tired to deal with his absurdness right now.  “Ahh, I’m in the garage.” The sound of the engine rumbles in the background making it hard to decipher what he was saying  “I’m with Cynthia and we are on the fifth flight!” Letting out a low groan, I sure didn’t have it in me to walk five flights up. My legs would surely give out or possibly crack in half. “Drive the car down, the damsel in injured.” Areum crossed her arms as her cheeks puffed out like two balloons “Why do I have to be the damsel? Do I look like I’m in distress? Why can’t I be the hero or the even the black widow!” she went on and on but her words begun to blur out. I was only focused on how to get into that damn car and get back to the house as fast as we humanly could. “I can’t boss, someone might catch us!” “Jungkook that’s a demand not an order. If anyone sees us then we’ll just send an assassin out or something.” “Ah! Quiet down boss. I’m comin I’m comin. You’re gonna get us caught one day.” he then hung up on me which made me slightly irritated. “I should’ve never hired that damn maknae.” Areum slouches next to me but she still with held the smile lurking on her lips. Times like these, it gets comforting to see especially from her. “How do you do it huh?” I chuckled a bit and took her wrist, pulling her closer to me so we could warm each other up in this cold weather. “How do you manage to smile in the most fucked up situations?”  “Well, as long as I’m with you the situation isn’t that bad. Besides, I like to see you struggle.” She jokes with a slight laugh giving me the answer I should’ve anticipated. 

“Ha ha.” I sarcastically laugh along, ruffling her hair up with my rough fingers. Then, the car finally arrived. It was a old and dirty truck which suits this place very well. I opened up the back door for Areum to go in first. If anyone saw us pull up in a brand new red convertible they would know something was up. Jungkook then put his foot on the gas and pulled off rather very fast. Areum rushed to put her seatbelt on while everyone else just sat there exhausted. It was just the wee hours in the morning, nobody was on the roads so Jungkook cranked the windows down. As long as nobody recognized Areum or me, we should be good. We took the back roads just to make sure. Jungkook turned on the speakers to his favorite songs then spoke loudly “How’d your little getaway go!”  Cynthia, the co leader of this mafia, turned down the speakers to allow Areum and I to rest. “Jungkook, why do you have to be so loud all the time?”  I knew Cynthia every since I inherited this whole mafia business. She’s always been like a sister to me. She was there whenever I needed her and whenever I didn’t. 

I put my hands behind my head and let out a long sigh “It was nice until someone called the damn cops on us.” I let the wind cool me off as I closed my eyes “That part really spoiled the whole entire thing.” Areum hummed to the country music playing in the background. “But it wasn’t anything we couldn’t handle! Right Hoseok?” “Mmhm.” I felt myself falling into a deep sleep. My energy to perform anything at this point was drifting away. 

Areum’s P.O.V

I took a cover from the floor and draped it over Hoseok he looked like he was passed out. I couldn’t blame him. “I’m sure Hoseok took good care of you... as always.” Cynthia sighed to herself.  My face scrunched up as I felt slightly offended, I tried to calm myself down, trying not to get that stuck up princess attitude I always tend to have... I’m working on that. I am. “I guess.” I felt my leg start to sting a bit. The adrenaline was running out and the pain was setting in. Letting out a quiet grunt I held my leg close  “I got bit and scratched by dogs.” Jungkook turned back to see the blood beginning to drip down my leg again. I must’ve injured it when I got back up to walk. “Yikes.” Jungkook spoke “Don’t worry, we’re almost there.” He passed me a box of tissues “Here”.

 Cynthia looked at me then back to the road “You have to stop being so careless whenever you’re around him.” “Careless?” I took the tissues and started to wipe off as much blood as I could. Once I saw the cut, it only stung even more. I couldn’t think of a smart response because of it. It hurts like hell but I wanted to keep my composure. 

Strong women don’t cry right? 

Besides, I wanted to be strong for him. I wanted to be strong to Hoseok and to prove everyone that I deserve to be here.

As we drove up to the big mansion where the mafia resided in Jungkook parked the car and I was cared for immediately getting escorted to their little medical room by her assigned nurses. Out of the corner of my eye she saw Cynthia caring for Hoseok, walking him back inside with one of his arms draped around her shoulder. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel a hint of jealously inside my heart. Ever since I’ve met her she’s always given me ‘Oh, I’m better than you’ vibes but I’ve been trying to brush it off. I don’t want my own jealousy to get in the way of Hoseok and I. I never did. I looked up to a girl with a silver necklace hanging down her neck. It was Lisa, Hoseok’s sister.

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“Follow me” she hums as she takes the mysterious criminals hand. They were rough and she noticed that they were also tatted. She couldn’t get a full glimpse but it looked like part of a dragons tale. The man spoke up as the princess led him through the endless maze of twist and turns.

Hoseok’s P.O.V

“Why are you helping me?” This could be a big trap but then again I have no choice. If it wasn’t for her I’d be surrounded by this damn kingdom and if she pulled anything stupid I have a gun right on my hip and I’m not afraid to shoot little miss princess. A person who gets anything and everything under her fingertips. People like her is the whole reason why me and my family rebelled. People like her enforced the stupid laws society has, People like her ruin everything I’ve worked for but here I was holding her hand. Her grip was tight so it wasn’t like I could let go. “Because I want to help you.” She hums with a slight smile “Besides the castle needed a little action.” We then came to another dead end, this time we were surrounded by vineyards of roses and fine grapes.  “And you do realize that you are helping the number one felon in Korea right now?”

Before the princess could respond she ripped the bottom half of her expensive dress off so she could have more freedom in her strides which threw me off a bit. Her thighs are now fully exposed and she had not problem with that. “So?” She took the fabric and tied it along her thigh “You do realize that the wealthiest girl in Korea is helping a felon out right?” She echos. “Do you have a knife?”  I pulled out a pocket knife and handed it to her, even though I probably shouldn’t of. This was getting pretty interesting and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to know where it was going. The princess went up to the vines and cut them open. I chuckled as she did so “Very smart princess,  but wouldn’t they follow us inside-” After she was done cutting the vines a door was revealed. She twisted the golden knob and it led us inside what seemed like to be a small bedroom, with a tv, bed, and a large bookcase. There were paintings on the wall but they seemed like they were either drawn by her or someone else. 

The princess pressed on a red button and the vines attached to one another again as if nothing even happened. The princess smiled at me, feeling proud of herself for helping a person like myself out. “You’re welcome.” she beams I scoffed to myself and looked around her mini hideout “You led me to a bed. I’m not interested in making out with you right now, I need to get back to my base.” “Make out?” She crosses her arms and a light blush appears on her face “I wouldn’t t-touch you with a ten foot pole!”  I looked down at her hand still attached to mine but she quickly let go of it. I sighed as I started to look around. Thinking about how I could ever get out of here without getting caught. I didn’t want to escape in the morning because that’s when small children flood the maze. It wouldn’t be a good look for a grown man with a gun attached to his hip be in it with them. And besides, I’m on a time schedule.

 The princess spoke once again, her arms not leaving her chest “Who says I don’t have a way for you to get out!”  “Look sweetheart.” I took out my gun and pointed it towards her head, I really didn’t have a choice. “Stop playing games, get me out of here now or I will shoot you.” She froze once I pulled out my gun but the same smile appears onto her face. What was this girl? Some type of psychopath? “You wouldn’t kill me Mister. If you did you’d spend more time in prison or possibly the dungeon than you’d intend to. Ah, who am I kidding they’d possibly put you to death.”  I didn’t drop the gun but she did make a point. I know at some point in my life that I was going to go to jail or die but it’s too soon in the game. I plan to hold my father’s legacy until I die. “Show me the exit now.” My voice rose to stir more fear in her but it failed.

“Not until you tell me your name.” She looked me straight in the eyes. “I.. I want you to be my friend.” “I’m not a good friend.” I chuckled at the how naive this woman was. “I’ll tell you what. You show me the exit and you get a name. Deal?” She thought it over for a moment, lowering her arms she nodded and walked to her bookcase. she pushed it aside and there was a window. It seemed to be led to the woods. I wondered why there was even a such thing in a whole kingdom. Why was she the only one who knew about this.  “Can I get-” Before she could say another word I pushed her to the floor, causing her to loose her balance and fall. She shouted at me before I made a run for it. I should’ve killed her. The window was already unlocked to that made it easier for me. Did I feel bad about it?

No, I didn’t. 

It was my sister’s birthday and I’m already running late. I checked if I still had the necklace in my pocket and it was still in it’s pretty velvet box. -

Areum’s P.O.V

Lisa helped me onto a bed then got her gloves on. She was very careful not to hurt me anymore than I already was. I trusted her, so I allowed my eyes shut. She was a certified nurse even before this whole mafia deal begun. Lisa accessed the bite and scratches “That dog left a pretty big mark on you.” She informs as she sterilizes her equipment before she uses them. “But it’s nothing I can’t handle.” I chuckle and look down at her “You sound so cool when you say that.” She gave me a smile as she starts to apply alcohol which stung even more. I winced but held in my pain. “You can scream if you’d like. I’m not here to judge.” Lisa hummed.

Well, If I had her permission...

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Hoseok P.O.V

“Where’s Areum?” I asked as I held onto Cynthia’s shoulder. I didn’t even notice that we were already to the quarters. I must’ve fell asleep. “She’s getting treated.” Cynthia laid me on my door post allowing me to catch my composure again. Cynthia sighs as she dusts off her red dress that she always wears whenever she’s going out. Unlike me, she could go out whenever she pleases. Her identity hasn’t been given out yet so that’s why she’s our lurer. She lures people with her “charm”  so we could eventually handle business with  them. “You know.” She walks a little closer to me, feeling my cheek to make sure that the small cut would be okay “If she keeps getting you in danger like this then I’m not sure if she’s the perfect cut for this mafia.” “Cynthia.” I sighed and pulled away from her fingers. “Not this again. Areum is just as deserving as you are.” “What Hoseok, we all know it. She can’t even fend for herself. What makes you think she could fend for you? You’re only putting her in danger, not only her us! The whole mafia empire.” She got a bit mad but she soon calmed down by the look I was giving her. “I’m tired alright, can’t we talk about this some other time?”  Cynthia gave me one last look before she went her own way. She had a mission this morning but I had a whole bunch of overdue sleeping to do until I get back on my feet again. I went inside of my room, not even caring to turn on the lights. I just kicked my shoes off and threw my body on the big master bed awaiting me. It felt amazing but yet so empty without Areum lying by my side. As I wrapped myself in the covers I couldn’t help but to think about Cynthia’s words. She was right, if people found us out then it would be over for us as we know it but...

 I guess I’m a sucker for her love but I know that this chapter will soon come to an end. It’ll take a miracle if it’s a good one. ~

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The Mafia’s Princess (3)

Summary: “I can’t loose you because if I loose you I loose myself. You’re all I have left.” she begged him to put the gun down. Falling onto her bloody knees on the mud. Helicopters surrounded them and the sirens were getting closer and closer but she could think about was him. The man whom she fell in love with, standing in front of them. Gun pointed towards his head.

This is a HoseokxOc story but feel free to think of her as y/n. I just didn’t want to call her y/n so I used my own character that you’ll see in a lot of my stories but her mood and temperament will change in each story. The character depicted in the photo is my imagination of her, you can depict her anyway you would like.

Warning: Injuries, swearing, knife mentions, mafia mentions (obviously), a little bit of angst. 

Previous: https://temptingempress.tumblr.com/post/641614237353099264/the-mafias-princess-jhs-2

“Almost there.” Hoseok huffed as they climbed the hill that led to the abandoned garage. The garage was originally popular amongst the civilians but the town turned into a ghost town, which made it the perfect place for mafia’s to meet up for certain things. 

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make sure you check out 1 and 2 before you read this one :) 

The Mafia’s Princess (3)

Summary: “I can’t loose you because if I loose you I loose myself. You’re all I have left.” she begged him to put the gun down. Falling onto her bloody knees on the mud. Helicopters surrounded them and the sirens were getting closer and closer but she could think about was him. The man whom she fell in love with, standing in front of them. Gun pointed towards his head.

This is a HoseokxOc story but feel free to think of her as y/n. I just didn’t want to call her y/n so I used my own character that you’ll see in a lot of my stories but her mood and temperament will change in each story. The character depicted in the photo is my imagination of her, you can depict her anyway you would like.

Warning: Injuries, swearing, knife mentions, mafia mentions (obviously), a little bit of angst. 

Previous: https://temptingempress.tumblr.com/post/641614237353099264/the-mafias-princess-jhs-2

“Almost there.” Hoseok huffed as they climbed the hill that led to the abandoned garage. The garage was originally popular amongst the civilians but the town turned into a ghost town, which made it the perfect place for mafia’s to meet up for certain things. 

Keep reading

The Mafia’s Princess (3)

Summary: “I can’t loose you because if I loose you I loose myself. You’re all I have left.” she begged him to put the gun down. Her bloody knees splashed into the mud. Helicopters surrounded them and the sirens were getting closer and closer but she could think about was him. The man whom she fell in love with, standing in front of them. Gun pointed towards his head.

This is a HoseokxOc story but feel free to think of her as y/n. I just didn’t want to call her y/n so I used my own character that you’ll see in a lot of my stories but her mood and temperament will change in each story. The character depicted in the photo is my imagination of her, you can depict her anyway you would like.

Warning: Injuries, swearing, knife mentions, mafia mentions (obviously), a little bit of angst. 

Previous: https://temptingempress.tumblr.com/post/641614237353099264/the-mafias-princess-jhs-2

“Almost there.” Hoseok huffed as they climbed the hill that led to the abandoned garage. The garage was originally popular amongst the civilians but the town turned into a ghost town, which made it the perfect place for mafia’s to meet up for certain things. 

Keep reading

The Mafia’s Princess (3)

Summary: “I can’t loose you because if I loose you I loose myself. You’re all I have left.” she begged him to put the gun down. Her bloody knees splashed into the mud. Helicopters surrounded them and the sirens were getting closer and closer but she could think about was him. The man whom she fell in love with, standing in front of them. Gun pointed towards his head.

This is a HoseokxOc story but feel free to think of her as y/n. I just didn’t want to call her y/n so I used my own character that you’ll see in a lot of my stories but her mood and temperament will change in each story. The character depicted in the photo is my imagination of her, you can depict her anyway you would like.

Warning: Injuries, swearing, knife mentions, mafia mentions (obviously), a little bit of angst. 

Previous: https://temptingempress.tumblr.com/post/641614237353099264/the-mafias-princess-jhs-2

“Almost there.” Hoseok huffed as they climbed the hill that led to the abandoned garage. The garage was originally popular amongst the civilians but the town turned into a ghost town, which made it the perfect place for mafia’s to meet up for certain things. 

Keep reading

The Mafia’s Princess (3)

Summary: “I can’t loose you because if I loose you I loose myself. You’re all I have left.” she begged him to put the gun down. Her bloody knees splashed into the mud. Helicopters surrounded them and the sirens were getting closer and closer but she could think about was him. The man whom she fell in love with, standing in front of them. Gun pointed towards his head.

This is a HoseokxOc story but feel free to think of her as y/n. I just didn’t want to call her y/n so I used my own character that you’ll see in a lot of my stories but her mood and temperament will change in each story. The character depicted in the photo is my imagination of her, you can depict her anyway you would like.

Warning: Injuries, swearing, knife mentions, mafia mentions (obviously), a little bit of angst. 

Previous: https://temptingempress.tumblr.com/post/641614237353099264/the-mafias-princess-jhs-2

“Almost there.” Hoseok huffed as they climbed the hill that led to the abandoned garage. The garage was originally popular amongst the civilians but the town turned into a ghost town, which made it the perfect place for mafia’s to meet up for certain things. 

Keep reading