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Inebriated

✑Pairing : Mafia heir! Taehyung x Mafia heir! Female OC

✑ Genre/Warnings: Forbidden Lovers!AU. TW- guns, blood, mentions of self harm Character death(?) Mild dose of swearing :)

✑ Words: 5k+

☞ Summary: Hearts that love, bullets that blind. or, in which, they are so inebriated by each other that they couldn't sense the danger. 

☞ Note: This has already been posted on wattpad! I am crossposting it here since wattpad has been pretty wattshit lately. 

this is a work of fiction, does not represent the artist in it and their behaviour!

Do not repost or plagiarize my work! You’re an untalented weak imbecile if you so :)

He pushed me against the red brick walls outside the club, breathing unevenly. His hair was disheveled, bangs covering his sweat dripped forehead. I could make out his brows, slightly under which were his eyes.

The ebony coloured pearls darting it’s stare straight at me. I was no stranger to this look of his, it was something I enjoyed to look at, despite it’s poisoning consequences. His chest was rising up and as he looked at me, my eyes, my nose, my lips- he took in all of it’s details. I often found him doing that.

His right arm was placed beside my face, the other arm was in his pocket. I looked at his lips, they were moist, swollen, and red. Very red. The light from the street lamp illuminated the shine on his swollen lips, I smirked remembering how they got so glossy and red to begin with.

He inched closer, and closer. With each deep breath I took, I found him much closer to my face. His damped hair covered his eyes, which I adored so much that I brought a hand and gently removed the hair. He leaned into my touch, closing his eyes and taking it all in from just a simple touch.

My hands went from his temples to his brows, tracing all of his beauty with my fingers. My fingers went from the corner of his left eye, softly touching the small beauty mark right under his eye- dragging my fingers to his cheeks and lastly to his lips.

I paused at his lips, my fingers gently going over the other beauty mark he had on his lips, my thumb went to his bottom lips- rubbing it steadily as I looked him in the eye. He yelped when I put both my hands around his neck, pulling him closer to me- so close that now our noses were touching.

His expression told me all I needed to know about how he felt about this. Excitement, want, guilt, lust and maybe . . . love? 

Now that my arms were wrapped around his neck, I brought my lips closer to his ears- breath fanning his ear lobe. He released a grunt when my lips gave a small peck on the nape of his neck. He quickly snaked his arms around my waist, rubbing my back as he waited for my next move.

His entire body grew hot with my touch.

My lips trailed gentle pecks on him, from his ear lobe to his neck until I reached his collarbone. I pressed my lips against his sensitive skin, kissing harder than before, a series of several small huffs and grunts released his mouth.

“Mmmh, you’re doing it so well, Doll.” , he said with a yelp, body warm with lust.

He pushed me off of his neck, one his hands tight around my waist. His eyes were on fire, the lust was engulfing the air- so seductive with it’s smell that we fell as it’s prey.

His other hand suddenly came to my jaw, turning my face harshly to look at him- his lips.

I licked my lips- out of habit or desire I didn’t know.

“Enough teasing, doll.”, his baritone voice said- I felt all of my senses numb when he brought his hand to run down from my torso, drawing circles on my skin.

Despite his enchanting gestures and voice, I didn’t want to give in playing around with him until he became so hungry for touch that he would dominate me with his lust was always the cherry on top.

“What if I don’t want to stop teasing, hm?”, my hands now released from his neck- roaming around his chest. Gently pressing in some areas where I knew he would react.

His brows joined, I could see he was getting impatient but I also knew he liked it- he liked it when I went so painstakingly slow, which would result in him going harder and cause me to melt into his embrace.

My hands went around his chest more, rubbing his abs which I could feel from his thin white shirt. He whimpered, submissive request following suit.

“Doll, please.”

“Please what? Do you want me to stop?”

“NO! Please. . . touch me more. . . p-please, Doll.”

I smiled, feeling satisfied with the teasing, I lifted his head. He was panting harder- trying to keep himself in control so that he doesn’t do anything in public- outside a club.

I pulled him closer to me once again, my breasts were pressed against his hard chest. He shuddered with the feeling of myself so close to him, he looked at me with a look that asked for approval to touch me more. I nodded.

I bit my lower lip, giving in to his temptation and crashing my lips onto his.

“You taste so sweet.”

A gasp left my lips when I felt his hand squeeze my breast, his finger pinching the centre of it.

I kissed him, slowly- his lips felt like heaven itself against mine. His lips were soft, occasionally biting my lower lip as his hand continued to play with one of my breasts. A heavy moan left my lips, mouth widening. He took this opportunity to slip his tongue inside of my mouth, our sins entangling with one another.

It felt so good, to have him yarn for my touch, our hips flushed together, our lips interlocked. It all fits like a puzzle piece.

He bit my lower lip again, “ah- Taehyung-”

“Shut up, Doll.”

His hands went into a frenzy, twisting and squeezing my breast while I felt his hips press onto my lower region. “Mmfh-p-please! Tae-umpphh!” a sharp slap landed onto my lower region, then another and another.

“Huh? You like that, don’t you? You little bitch, always teasing me when you know I will go so hard on you.”

I didn’t have the strength to answer, his hands just felt so good against me- touching me in ways only he could. I wasn’t even surprised that I was intoxicated just his kisses. We didn’t do anything extreme yet, I found myself melting with just this.

Stuttering moans left my lips when I felt his lips on my neck, sucking it hard. “Answer me! When I ask something, you answer.”

I nodded with another grunt escaping my mouth. “Words, doll. I want you to use that pretty mouth of yours.”

“Y-yes, Tae.”

Another moan came out, this time I felt his lips on my clothed breasts, he placed chaste kisses on them and moved back to my neck again. He was smiling. A range of red marks bloomed over my skin, soon turning into a dark shade of purple.

His hand was on my neck again, he placed his hands on the spots he marked. I felt his hips push into me more- I felt something hard poking through.

My hands went to his pants, tugging them. This caught his attention. “Looks like someone’s very excited, hm? Want me to help you with that, Tae?” my voice slurred out, a smirk on my lips.

“Yes!” He screamed, impatient. “Whatever you want, baby. Let’s go. Your house or mine?”

“Mine.”

“Anything you want, Tae.” With that, I closed our gap once again with a kiss. 

-

I shifted in the bed, tossing and turning when a ray of light hit my face. It was peeking through the curtains of the windows of his room. Lifting my head up from the pillow, a yawn escaped my lips. I was not sleepy but rather tired.

Tried due to yesterday night’s excessive physical exertion.

Rubbing my eyes to wake me up, I tried to sit upright on the bed only to be pulled back down onto the fluffy duvet. I felt a strong arm try to sneakily wrap its way around my waist. I was not fully awake myself but was conscious enough to know who these loving arms and this gentle embrace belonged to.

I gave out an audible chuckle when I felt his hand lift upwards from my waist to my chest, a shivering feeling went through me.

I tried to push his hands away in an attempt to get up from the bed but he launched his entire figure over me, spooning me into a cuddle. A sleepy groan left his mouth, my back was facing him with his hand around me but I could still make out his facial expression now.

“Hmmmm…Delilah, ten more minutes. Don’t go….” his voice broke out, it was deep yet so fragile. I couldn’t turn him down. I tried to reason with him.

“Taehyungie...we have work. We’ll get in trouble if we’re late.”

“It’s Sunday, Dell. We don’t have work today.”

He snuggled closer into my embrace, his chin resting on my shoulder. He placed small pecks on my shoulder blade, my eyes closed in his embrace as I smiled with his touch.

He knew I wouldn't be able to say no to him and yet he chose my weakness against me.

With the last kiss on my cheek, I quickly turned around to face him. His eyes were half close and he wore the softest smile I’d ever seen. He looked at peace. I brought my hand closer to his face making his morning hair. His skin looked so delicate and warm, I placed a hand on his cheek, bringing myself to give him a morning peck. It was a ritual at this point.

He hummed while holding my face, now we both were holding each other, looking into each other's eyes- wishing this moment would last forever.

A loud buzz interrupted our moment, closing my eyes with a wince. I let go of his face and turned to get my phone from the bedside table. My phone was on vibrate mode so I imagine it would be a text message but it was a call instead.

I opened my phone to see twenty missed calls.

“Shit.”

I sighed, dialing up the number. After two rings the other line picked up. Before I could even greet, I was shouted at - “LEE DELILAH WHERE WERE YOU ALL NIGHT?! I CALLED YOU SO MANY TIMES AND YOU NEVER PICKED UP-”

“Uncle, I was busy with work.” , I turned to look at Taehyung and he seemed to be in a call as well, he had a serious face.

“I assign you your work, Delilah. Don’t play smart with me.”

“Ugh, I have a personal life. YOU can’t interfere with that. Why did you call anyways-”

“Yes so about that, we have a mission tonight. I need you to meet me at the local place at 3:00 p.m. Not a minute early, not a minute late, understand?”

“Controlling bitch.”

“I said, DO YOU UNDERSTAND OR DO I SEND MEN TO DRAG YOU HERE?!”

I flinched at his annoying tone.

“Yes, sir.”

“Good. I’m hanging up.”

“W-wait- what’s the mission about? I would usually receive coordinates and details about it weeks before- this so sudden.”

“That’s a surprise. As far as I know, you’ll enjoy it.”

He hung up.

Scoffing at his egoistic behaviour, I tossed the phone on the bed. From the corner of my eye, I could see him still on his call. His brows were furrowed.

“I-. . . okay. Fine. Don’t disturb me now.”

He hung up, his face a little sour. I looked up at him with my doe eyes, wondering why he seemed pissed. He looked back at me and his expression softened. He scooted closer to me, his face now pressed in between my chest. He took a breath.

“What happened? Problem at work?”

“They’re making me go on a mission today!” he yelled, his face oozing out anger. “It’s Sunday, Dell, SUNDAY. The only day in the week when I don’t have to deal with their shit. The only day I get to spend with you. . .”

My eye softened looking at him, my hands were combing through his messy locks. I pecked his forehead before speaking.

“I know Tae, I hate it too. If it makes you feel any better, I also have to go on a mission today. Don’t know the details but I have to go in two hours.”

He looked up at me, round cheeks pressed against my breast as he pouted. Gosh, he looked so adorable, I could never say no to him.

“Well then, after work is over can we meet? I know we’ll end by midnight and you also end around midnight so can we meet after that. I wanna make it up to you.”

“Make it up to me for what, Kim? We aren’t even dating. You don’t owe anything.”, I teased while grinning a little. It was sad though, we both obviously had a thing for eachother but couldn’t proceed with the relationship due to work.

“ You know damn well we can’t make anything serious. but you also know damn well, no one is as special as you, Dell.”

“I know Tae… If only we could just quit, you know.”

“Honestly. I want to quit. I-i- This job is just not for me.”, he expressed with saddened eyes.

My eyes widened. I thought he was kidding, but the more I looked at him- the more I realized he was being serious.

I couldn’t blame him for not wanting to work in this field. It’s dangerous to say the least. But- we, us, we can’t just walk away from something both of our families are intertwined with. It's a family business and it’s hereditary.

Walking away won’t result in anything but sour death.

“Tae. . . w-we can’t. YOU can’t. It won’t result in anything good. Baby, that’s so risky!”

He sighed once again, pushing his face deeper into my chest- he liked doing that. Using my breasts as a pillow.

“Let's not talk work, okay? Let’s cuddle for a while. We both have to leave soon anyway.”

“You’re right.” I wrapped my arms around him, protectively. I relaxed under his warmth and tried to push my worries away. 

I ran towards the other side of the deserted parking lot. My rifle was with me on one hand. The safety was on, I hoped I wouldn’t have a situation where the safety of the rifle had to go off and someone had to receive its bullets. We were in a half-constructed building. It was almost ten p.m. now.

I was in my mission right now, another mission of capturing the enemy gang’s members to get information out of them- or so I was told. This mission, unlike my other missions, seemed very rushed. I remember looking at my uncles’ and my co-workers' psychotic grins when I reached our local hideout. They seemed bloodthirsty. So eager to absolutely destroy whoever we were against.

They were ready to kill- we usually didn’t kill unless it threatened our lives, but this, this was different. I had a bad feeling about this, ironic coming from me since all of my work is wrong if you look at it.

My Uncle- who is the leader of our Mafia gang, told me, I would enjoy today's mission. He said it was a hunt for my worst enemy. He said I would be happy to kill. I don’t know if I was happy to kill.

I was still not given the identity of the gang we were against, all I knew was they were our rivals for a long time- meaning they stole our stocks, we stole their stocks, and probably hacked in their shipments. And stealing from us is a very difficult task- meaning it’s only from one of the three other gangs that I’m against today. The Parks, Jeons or . . . Kims.

It felt almost nauseating- calling this gang ‘us’. This was not the type of ‘us’ I wanted, I never wanted to be a part of this illegal mess. Every moment I spent working for him was guilt-tripping.

It’s either the Parks- who took in our shipment details of the latest bullets and knife stock- this made my uncle furious. The Parks and Lees never got along but we never went against each other. It seems highly unlikely that he would go to such lengths against the Parks.

Or the Jeons, they were trouble. Jeon's blood ran with mischief and trouble. It was not until they tricked us three times that our former friendship blossomed into a nemesis. We hadn’t had any interaction with Jeons in a while. It was quiet from their end. It seemed like a perfect opportunity to go against them.

Then were the Kims. Our families have been rivals since the beginning of time. I never knew the reason why but what I knew very well was that if the Lee’s ever saw a living, breathing Kim around they wouldn’t waste a second before plunging a knife down their throat.

Deep down I hoped we weren’t fighting the Kims, I just couldn’t bring myself to believe it. So, instead, I fooled myself into being oblivious.

I couldn't lash out on anyone if it turns out to be the Kims because I never was supposed to have any contact with them. I was supposed to be their enemy. A rival.

All the rivalry talk seemed to disappear in thin air whenever he was around. His sparkling eyes and heartwarming smile always put me in a state of reverie.

I heard gunshots a moment later, I hazily looked up to see three men run towards the car beside mine. They hadn’t seen me. They held bags behind their backs which I assumed were the files.

In front of the ramp- three other men were shot, mercilessly. It wasn’t just a simple shot- no- they were shot twice, thrice- heck even ten times. My co-workers didn’t mind wasting seven more bullets on an already dead body lying limp on the floor.

They looked like mad men. I gasped when I saw them take their protective masks off. It’s like they wanted the others to know it was them, it was the Lee’s who did it. I had never seen them so driven by the lust of killing to act like literal animals.

I heard the speaker attached to my ears- someone was connecting to me. “ Agent Week. Can you hear me? There are three people inches apart from you- do something! Shoot them. Now.”

“But I don't want to shoot. Can’t I guard this place instead? Ask the others to come from the front and I’ll block this exit.” , I whispered hoping they heard me through the small mic.

“NO. They are busy with the others. Do it, Agent Week. you can take down three men at once with your advantage.”

“I-i don’t want to.”

“Do it or else you’ll be dead too, Delilah.”

I gulped. Why were they threatening me so much? Why did we have to kill the men? How would we get information then-

“DELILAH QUIT STALLING AND KILL!”

“Okay! Fucking hell.”

I moved my hands around my leg, feeling the dagger against my socks in the boots. I turned to see if I had my poison darts at the right place before slowly creeping to the side of the other car. Pulling the safety of the gun out, I took a deep breath before aiming for the man who sat facing straight. His chest was facing my direction so I figured it would be easy to take him down.

*PANG! PANG!* the gun went twice and resulted in a loud screech, the man fell onto the floor with a thud. The two other men looked around to see where the shot came from, I settled down the sniper somewhere else and swiftly went under the space between the floor and the car. The rifle with me along with darts in case I had to fight them hand to hand.

“Good job, Ageen Week. now just two more men to go.”

“Shut up.” I muttered out of breath. I absolutely did not enjoy shooting that man in the heart twice in a sniper. This place smelled like metal and blood. It was so overwhelming.

I picked up my rifle when I saw one of the men come closer to the car I was under, I figured it was a good chance to stab him in the leg and shoot him once I got up. The other guy was searching elsewhere so I didn’t have to worry about him yet.

Slowly pulling out my dagger, I tugged at the man's legs, once he was in closer proximity, and shoved the dagger right through his foot. In a matter of seconds, I got up and covered his mouth with my arm. He tried to bite me but I was quicker. I stabbed his side and kicked his shin. He bent down in agonizing pain. I took this opportunity and shot through his ear. The bullet went flying out of his other ear- I was surprised it didn’t get stuck.

The lust of battle died over me when I realised what I had done. I killed two men in a night- in the most disgusting way ever.

I winced when I let go of the man and he fell on the ground. Blood oozing out of him, the fiery coloured liquid splashing onto my shoe. I felt like the other men who worked with me, ruthless, merciless and emotionless.

My lips trembled. My hands were shaking. I didn’t want to do this. This seemed so pathetic. I felt pathetic. My reverie was broken when I heard a voice through my ear speak.

“Alright, good. The worse way we kill them the better. Now- one more guy left. After that it’s all done. Hurry up, we don’t have all day for these fuckers.”

I had enough, I couldn’t kill another guy. I felt myself shaking. I saw from the corner of my eye, the other guy was running towards us. He was unarmed.

“N-no. I killed two people already. Ask someone else to kill him.”

“You.Kill.Him. Understand? Or you want to get a bullet through that retarded little head of yours too? I’m not giving you a choice here. You do as I say.”

“Psychotic fucker.” I mumbled to myself.

It was useless calling him psychotic when I was the one killing men left and right like a game of monopoly.

I felt someone's hand wrap around and neck and push me to the ground. He yanked the rifle out of my hand before banging my head on the concrete floor. A trail of blood rushed out of my temples.

Snickering, I elbowed the person- that person's hand was still around my neck. I didn’t waste a second and kicked that person's stomach and kneeing them to the ground while holding their hand in place.

I saw that it was the same man as who was searching on the other side of the building. “Yes! KILL.NOW!”

I don’t know what came over me, my eyes were blinded. All I saw was black. I grabbed the dagger, turning the man around- I didn’t even bother looking at his face. The dagger pierced through his tan skin. I heard a cry from a voice oh so familiar to me.

The dagger was still in his stomach. I fell back on my hips, the cry of the man sounded so similar. I was awoken from the blinding killing spree I had going on. I quickly got on my two feet and removed his mask. Begging to myself, to God, to everyone that it wasn’t who I thought it was.

Removing the mask I was greeted with the sharp eyes, long nose, and the soft and supple lips that I would very much die to kiss. He looked at me with saddened eyes. My eyes widened, I held his face close to mine.

‘No. . . no no no NO NO! PLEASE NO! T-TAEHYUNG!”

NO

I cried, my hot tears were spewing out faster than his blood, my tears fell on his chest. I brought my hands to his face and caressed his face once again. “Fuck- no- Taehyung. Why you- NO!”

He shakily brought his hand closer to my face and wiped off my tears with a gentle smile. A tear trailed down his eyes. He looked so broken, I was so broken.

“Tae. . .no. . . what have I done?”

“D-don’t blame yourself, Doll. I know you would never hurt me intentionally.” , his raspy voice broke out and he coughed out some blood.

More tears fell out of my eyes, all the memories of us together came back. Every look, every smile, every touch, every kiss. It all flooded in.

“My, my, my, Delilah.”

I looked up at his smiling figure- he was smiling when I stabbed him. My heart shattered.

He continued.

“I could see that girl was no good for me.”

I whimpered, my nose red as I held him closer to my embrace.

“But I was lost like a slave no man could free.”

He coughed out the words, this was a song he would sing to me very often. The nights when we sat at the mountain top with blankets over our heads as he sang the song- I could see it flash before my eyes.

“I’m. . . so sorry,. . .Taehyung.”

“Forgive me, Delilah. I just couldn’t take it anymore.”

“No-no! Taehyung. I-i-I’ll get you out of here, okay?”

“I’ll forever be the slave of your love, Delilah.”

“Then take me with you. . .”, my last words were a hushed whisper..

And with that, his eyes shut, the loving orbs that eyed me with so much care shut. His long lashes not moving. Biting my lips harshly, I picked his limp body up, I was going to flee this place. I had to.

When I turned around, Uncle and around fifty other men were standing. All holding guns in their hands. I looked at uncle with a cold stare. He remained unfazed and held his hand out to me. I got up myself and looked him in the eye with a death glare.

He chuckled, smirking at me. His eyes were darting back and forth from me and Taehyung. His smirk barely stood there by a thread.

“I thought the rumors of you being with the Kim was fake. Guess not.”

“You did this on purpose. That’s why you didn’t tell me who we were attacking, didn’t you? You wanted me to kill Tae! You crazy bastard.”

“Tae? Don’t tell me you guys are close. Well- not that it matters anyway. He’s dead. And you will be too if you don’t follow along.” , he sneered at me before five other men held my limbs and two other men dragged Taehyung's lifeless body through the rough floor. 

-

I walked inside the tall building. It was intimidating to look at such a huge tower- I felt a bit nervous. I was going to submit the files I stole from a heavily guarded warehouse. Sighing I entered the elevator.

This has been my everything for the past nine months. Wake up, work, get slapped occasionally if I refuse to shoot or stab an innocent bystander, get threatened to death by him and then cry myself to sleep. 

After I was ripped apart from him that night, they never spoke a single word about his death. They showed no sign of remorse, they laughed instead, their laughter echoed in the walls of my head. They enjoyed watching me suffer so much.  The utter joy that they received from watching myself crack like glass built up trepidation within me.

It was a weird cycle, sometimes I feared so much for my dear life that I was willing to do whatever they asked me and sometimes this very life didn’t seem dear enough to live in.  

It was always when the sun slept that I had those thoughts, those dreams of that night. That iron smell, the thick blood splattering everywhere. It was the time I felt that maybe this life wasn’t for me. 

 Despite this, I made a promise to myself- to never show what I truly felt to them. Even if I died with their hands, I would never let them know how they affected me. 

The emptiness of my own sorrows swallowed me whole everyday, I relived the same cycle each day hoping that I could one day breakfree. I knew it was not possible for me to break through them. All this time they used my own life against me, I didn’t mind it anymore. The quicker they pull the trigger of the gun, the quicker it will be till I am with him again. 

If I couldn’t be with him in this life, maybe in the next life? 

After returning the files, a box was shoved towards my face. It was a white coloured box- I didn’t have to open it to know what it was. 

Tonight I had another mission, it was a bit different from what I usually do- but nothing I can’t do. 

The lights of the club were bright, they were dizzy shades- the ones meant to bring you into the mood of being carefree. I remembered this club, the memories were just so colourful and vibrant in my head. It was the night before I betrayed him with my carelessness. 

We were making out on the side of the club, I remember him being a bit hesitant because we were practically wanted in this state but he gave in regardless. He gave in because he adored me so much. The happiness I had when I thought about him washed away as soon as it came. 

Right, I'm here for work. Not him. He’s gone.

Fiddling with a piece of pill wrapped in edible-plastic, I shoved it towards my gum so that no one could see it. I could already feel the plastic slowly melt in my gums. I had to be quick.

On the other hand I held the small glass bottle that had a white coloured liquid in it. The glass bottle reflected the neon lights of the club, I paced back and forth looking at it with expressionless eyes. 

I scoffed while rolling my eyes when I remembered my uncle giving me the bottle with the words : “Make sure to drink it after slipping the pill in, okay? This will make sure you don’t get the poison, Sweetie”

Sweetie.

He called me sweetie. Very ironic considering how his words salted my wounds.

With a small huff I walked towards the bar of the club. I spotted the older man who was my target. He wore flashy yellow coloured pants and had his hair styled into a manbun. Despite his bold and eye-catching clothing, he looked like a simple man. 

I swayed my hips from side to side, heels clicking on the marble floor as I made my way towards the empty seat beside him. My lips curved into the most convincing and charming I could make in this situation. My purse clutched on my right hand, I prepared to seat myself on the chair before a man with wavy black hair and a dark red suit sat there. 

My eyes narrowed and my smile dropped for a second. Faking out a chuckle I sat beside the man in the red suit. He turned back to look at me, his face was covered with a black mask. The mask had intricate details of silver on it that glimmered whenever the pink and blue lights of the bar hit. 

I plastered a knowing smile as he turned back to face the man in yellow. He knew I wanted to sit beside him but refused to meet my stare. My smile barely stood there with a thread- I just wanted to get over with this stupid mission and go home! 

“For fucks sake, he’s wasting my time!” , I muttered under my breath but the guy seemed to have heard me because he perked up when I spoke. 

 Gingerly he turned his head around and looked at me skeptically, I suddenly felt nervous under his stare. The way his eyes moved up and down on me- it seemed so familiar. Darting my attention elsewhere, it fell on his body which was clad in red. The red looked bloody- like it was made up of real blood. 

My eyes trailed upwards till it reached his breast pocket, a golden flower peeking through. It was a sunflower. I liked sunflowers. 

Stopping myself from thinking more about the flower, I glanced back at him- he was still looking at me with his sharp eyes. That’s all I could tell anyways because the mask covered up the rest of his face. The way his hands were fiddling with a ring on his right next finger, or the sunflower in his pocket or the stare he gave me- it felt way too familiar. 

I felt nauseating. Abruptly jumping out of my seat, I grabbed my purse and took a step out. I was going to approach that old man and get it done now. I can’t get distracted. 

A hand tugged my dress, stopping me from moving. Turning back, I recognized the silver ringed hand and the red sleeves. But what I didn’t know I’d be able to recognize was the face of the person who halted me. 

His mask was laying on the bar table. The blue light fell on his head, I could realise that fiery glare from anywhere. His lean nose with a small beauty mark and pink lips with another beauty mark.

My eyes widened, in shock I released the purse from my arm, it hit the floor. My breath hitched. 

Connecting my stare to his, he smiled softly before holding my hands and saying, “ Delilah, don’t go. . .again.” 

It was like my world flipped upside down when the warmth of his hand embraced mine. 

“T-taehyung?”

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Hyunjin mafia fan fic

One night it was freezing and pouring down with rain, you were couped up in the corner of your bed with you black beat headphones on and a fluffy blanket draped over you as you blasted kpop music in your ears.

You were waiting for hyunnie (hyunjin) to get home from work, he never told you his job. You always felt like he was a str!pper or something like that.

You were always worried he was cheating on you, but that was all before tonight.

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Hyunjin enters your room-

"Hey baby, im home. How have you been?"

He walks over to you and lays down next you and softly kisses your neck, in the way that makes you fold and want him.

"I've just been wondering hyunnie."

He looks at you

"About what baby?"

You then turn and face him

"Hyunnie, I've always been wondering. Whats your job?"

Hyunjin looks at you.

"Do you really want to know baby? And do you promise you wont freak out and leave me?"

You look at him confused why he would ever think that

"I promise"

He take a deep breath.

"Im a mafia boss."

You look at him with a blank expression. Did he really just say he's a mafia boss? A mafia boss?!

"W-wha..your a what?"

He pulls you closer to him, your body feels so right against his..

"I know baby..you probably didn't expect it but i am. And i promise to protect you for as long as im still breathing."

You look up at him.

Your eyes meet.

"Hyunnie, why didn't you tell me sooner? I work for the mafia."

Plot twist.

He stares at you with shock

"Y-your a mafia member baby? Who do you work for?"

"I work for hankookem mafia*"

*made up*

"So you work for me' baby?"

You hug him tighter, thank god he doesn't care that you put yourself in danger every day no matter if your scared or not

"Seems like it hyunnie"

He then kisses you on the lips passionately and his hand slides up your shirt and his hand roams around feeling you. It gives you tons of butterflies. You cant hold back and you move so that now your laying on top of him and you both are sharing a deep, passionate, loving kiss. You never want this feeling to end.

Hyunjin then lifts off your shirt and un-does your bra letting you boobs hang loose. He gives you a stare that turns you on. Alot.

You could tell in his eyes that he wanted to do something, he looked like he was desperate for it.

"Go on hyunnie"

Hyunjin then pulls you closer and he sucks you boobs slowly but passionately. You let out a soft moan as he does so, he knows your weaknesses. His hands are placed softly but firmly on your waist, he's pulling you closer and closer until there's no space between you two.

He carefully unties your sweatpants and slides them down and off of your legs. He slides his hand in your panties, you were wearing his favourite, his remaining hand rests on your slim but small waist at the dips of your curves. His fingers move about your clit.

"God, this feels so good.."

You hear him chuckle softly as he starts to move his fingers faster until you start to moan..

"Uh..yes hyunnie.."

He smirks as your moans escape your mouth, he loves the sound of them. He slides your panties off and he pulls you closer and he starts sucking your clit. He's making you feel so good and horny..his touch makes you fold every time.

You rest your hand on the hard lump in his pants. He blushes alot then he goes back to sucking you. You carefully unzip him leather pants and slide your hand under his boxers. A soft moan escapes his mouth.

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I’m not sorry (but I am; but I’m not). 

Tommy’s POV time

At long last, I posted another chapter. I swear, this one took far too long.

I am not dead and neither is this story. I had promised myself that I wouldn’t update another chapter until I had finished the thing, but while checking out my account, I noticed that it had been OVER A YEAR since I had last added a chapter to it, let alone anything else. I have remedied this. Can’t promise anything coming super soon, but if another month passes and I’m not significantly closer, the next chapter will at least be done. Once I’m finished, I’ll move down to once a week so that I have time to edit.

This is especially important to me, because I’ve already started working on a new project, because my dumb ass wants to do absolutely everything, and I want to at least be much closer to finishing this before I put that story out too.