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The sky was black tranquility married to a poetry of stars. It was the softness that called body and brain to rest and let the heart go to its steady rhythm. Night came as a reward of sorts, a restfulness above to calm the soul. Yet your soul was anything but calm.

You stared into the night, face blank, puffing the smoke of the cigarette out your mouth,barely flinching as Jimin cleans your busted lip between your inhales. You couldn't rest no matter how much the boys told you too. You threw away the cigarette without a care and Jimin sighs,

"Y/N, I get that you're sad but for the love of god stop wallowing in guilt, it wasn't your fault, Jungkook is fine. We managed to lose the fuckers and bring him back here. He's okay,Jin's checking up on him now. Your stitches are holding up great on him."

You hum in acknowledgement before standing up and walking back inside into the warmth of the house just as Jin comes back down the stairs and he gives you a soft smile,trying not to look at the bruises that painted your torso and arms like watercolor stains of purple and yellow from the impact of being kicked and grabbed like some kind rag doll. The man had not cared if he caused you any damage all he wanted was to get paid. Jin was concerned he had cracked a rib or two from the welts of purple that were etched on your skin, but you assured him there was no internal damage.

"Is he okay?" You ask nervously and Jin nods making you all sigh in relief.

"He's okay, got a fever but it's a natural reaction after being shot, it's like a withdrawal of shock. He refuses to sleep until he's seen Y/N." Jin chuckles and you look down shyly grabbing your hoodie from of the couch and slipping it on to cover the bruises from Jungkook. The last thing you wanted was him to get angry and worry about you.

"Are you sure I don't need to look at them? You took some pretty hard hits by the looks of it." Jin says softly. You give him a reassuring smile and shake your head,

"Thank you for your concern but I'm okay, I've had worse."

The boys frown understanding what you had meant and you shyly shuffle towards the stairs before rushing up them. You pause in front of Jungkook bedroom door and take a deep breath before softly knocking and a voice croaks out from behind the door,

"Come in."

You slowly push the door open and walk in, shutting the door behind you and your breath hitches taking in Jungkook's weak form. He was pale, eyes has dark circles, his skin sheen with sweat,his long hair stuck to his face and his shoulder was tightly bandaged and he cradled his arm close to his bare chest. You rush over to him and grab the cloth that rested in a bowl of cold water, ringing it out and dabbing his face gently with it and he sighs in relief.

"Hey baby girl." He murmurs lifting his arm that wasn't injured and caressed your cheek softly and you lean into his touch, closing your eyes before opening them and moving your head to press a soft kiss to the palm of his hand.

"You scared me, when you passed out, I thought we lost you. Your pulse was so weak." You whisper, accidentally letting a tear slip, wiping it away quickly, sniffling and giving him a small smile. He looks at him sympathetically and rasps out,

"I'm sorry, d-didn't mean to scare you."

You shake your head and lean down and press your lips to his forehead and brush his hair back, placing your forehead against his whispering,

"Don't be, you're okay now, besides I should of been more careful."

"How were we supposed to know that was going happen? We had no idea. I let myself worry and I shouldn't because I know you can handle yourself, please don't blame yourself, I have a target on my back anyway, I was expecting to get shot at to be honest." Jungkook says softly looking into your eyes before closing them and pressing his lips to yours. You smile into the kiss before pulling away and dipping the cloth back into the water and repeating your actions from before.

"Hmm thank you nurse Y/N, I appreciate your help." He teases tiredly and you chuckle, shaking your head in amusement.

"You're very welcome Mr. Jeon, I suggest you get some sleep now sir." You say playfully and he pouts as you stand up. He grabs your wrist and you bite your lip, feeling his fingers dig into the bruise but you hide your pain not wanting to worry him.

"Stay? Please?" He asks sheepishly. You smile and nod, climbing into the bed and lying next to him and you rest your head on his chest and he wraps his arm around you and he squeezes your hip to try and reassure you but you hiss in pain from the pressure and he lets go instantly and sits up with some struggle much against your protests for him to lie back down.

"What was that? Are you hurt?" He asks and goes to lift your hoodie but you push his hand away quickly.

"I'm fine, just a little scratch." You lie and he frowns.

"Sounded more than just a little scratch to me, just let me look." He says and before you can stop him he's already lifting your hoodie up and his face turns from concern to anger as he lifts it higher before pulling it off completely leaving you in your crop top and sweatpants. He looks over the purple and yellow stains on your torso and arms and then to your busted lip that looked much better after being cleaned.

"What fucker did this? What happened?" He growls and you shiver, gulping.

"I'm fine baby I promise just a little sore. I was dragged into the crowd by some guy and blindfolded and he threw me into some room, I tried getting up but each time he just kicked me back down. He tried to tie my wrists together but he didn't have much luck. I sorted it, I'm fine I promise, focus on yourself, lie back down you're going to tear your stitches." You say helping him lie back down.

"I should of been closer, I'm sorry, did the bastard get what he deserve?" He murmurs still angry.

"Mhmm, knocked him out, pretty sure I broke his nose." I smirk lying my head on his chest. He chuckles and kisses the top of my head,wrapping an arm around me mumbling,

"That's my girl."

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"I warned you. I fucking warned you all! They're smart and hide in the shadows! How did you not notice them?! They've got Chanyeol. And you! How could you be dumb enough not knock her out, I told you she's not as weak as she looks!"

They look down ashamed with their mistake as Lay sits across from them holding an ice pack to his face, glaring at them.

"S-Sir we tailed them, we have a car sitting outside the house right now." A guy speaks up. Yixing nods and stands up,

"Make sure they watch them, don't approach until I say, I want them to be unprepared, I want them all dead but Y/N and Jeon Jungkook, I want him brought to me so I can kill him myself. She needs to be back before Beom-Seok gets back, if he finds out she ran away to be with them, he'll kill everyone." Yixing snarls.

They nod and scurry away and Yixing sits down sighing in frustration wincing from the throbbing pain from his black eye.

"You'll come back one way or another Y/N..."

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In the wash of the new light, your face takes on the appearance of an old photograph, one of nostalgia, so beautiful. Jungkook watches as it brings your skin into focus, not yet animated with the warmth of who you are, for you are still in the land of dreams. And since there is no better thing to do but to bring his body so close that your hearts synchronize, he hugs you till you wake, when the light is so strong that you come into the present with him, eyes open.

You let a soft tired smile slip onto your face seeing Jungkook was already awake staring at you with adoration, brushing your hair out your face with a small smile on his face.

"Good morning." He rasps his voice a few octaves deeper from sleep. You lean up and press your lips to his and he smirks into the kiss, slipping his hand out your waist and tugs you onto his lap despite the ache in his arm. You giggle and place your hands on his chest as he leans up wanting more.

"Is this how we're going to start every morning?" You tease pulling away from the kiss and he chases your lips wanting nothing more but to have his lips on yours.

"Mhmm get use to it baby girl." He smirks pulling you back into a kiss but swipes his tongue across your bottom lip asking for entrance and you open your mouth just enough for him to slip his tongue in and take dominance. You slip a hand into his locks and tug gently and his moans into your mouth and you pull away and take his bottom lip in between your teeth and tug it gently before letting go making him shiver. You chuckle and lean back sitting up and tease,

"You gotta heal first before you get anything else."

He groans and whines, "You're a cruel woman."

You giggle before leaning down so your mouth was beside his ear whispering,

"I just want you in top condition."

He tenses and looks at you with a smirk and nods as you lie back down beside him.

"I think I cope with that." He murmurs.

"Good now, I'm going to talk with the boys about what our next move is, you rest up okay?" You say climbing out the bed and he sits up, shaking his head.

"I'm fine, I don't want to be kept out the loop." He says determinedly and climbs out the best wincing at the ache in his shoulder and stumbles slightly and you rush over to hold him steady and he laughs wrapping his uninjured arm around you and walks out the room and into Namjoon's office where everyone but Hoseok and Yoongi was.

"There you are was going to get Jimin to come wake you both. How are you feeling Kook? Y/N?" Namjoon says looking you both over to make sure you're okay.

"I'm fine, sore and achy but nothing I can't handle." Jungkook says nodding at Namjoon.

"Same here, I've took a worse beating." You mumble and they nod before changing subject.

"Got any idea what's their plan?" Jin says and Namjoon nods and turns to the screen behind him.

"So it's definitely confirmed Kang Beom-Seok and Zhang Yixing are in business together. Yixing takes everything over if he marries Y/N which is why he's so set on getting you back but technically speaking he can't." Namjoon says smirking.

"Why not?" Yoongi asks walking into the room wiping his hands making me cringe knowing exactly what had been happening. Interrogation.

"Because Y/N isn't actually Beom-Seok's daughter. But Beom-Seok only wants Y/N back because she's technically the only successor he has because he thinks she doesn't know about her not being his daughter, he's not protective of her because she's his daughter, he's not protective at all, he's possessive, he knows if something happened to her he'll have no successor at all meaning-" Namjoon explains but I cut him off,

"The business can no longer continue."

Namjoon nods.

"They only want Y/N to keep and gain power, but the thing is it doesn't work like that since she isn't his true successor, it's just the way the mafia works, you have to be their pure blood and you have none of his. His gang is doomed. She would of eventually found out and everyone would know, he'd get executed for taking another mans daughter just so he can continue his business, even if he was dead yet alone killed him, that's just how it works." Jungkook chuckles finding amusement in the situation.

"But that's not all." Namjoon says and changes the screen to photos of each of them from afar.

"They've been monitoring us..." Taehyung whispers with wide eyes.

"Way before we even met Y/N. They wanted to tear us apart for months. We're classed as the top dogs in the city, Beom-Seok just below us, if we fall apart or die he's on top which is what he wants, I don't care about rank but if Beom-Seok gets to the top, the whole city will be torn apart. We're the only thing in his way. He isn't going to rest until we're dead." Namjoon says looking at all of us.

Hoseok walks into the room and shakes his head,

"He won't give us anything. Beginning to believe he's genuinely been kept out the loop. I've tried everything to try and get something."

"Even-" Taehyung begins but Hoseok gives him a look and nods,

"Everything." Hoseok says and Taehyung shivers turning back to Namjoon.

"Okay well you know what to do." Namjoon sighs and Hoseok nods going to walk out the room but Yoongi stops him,

"Hold on...There's a car outside the house...I'm going through the cameras, it's been there all night...they didn't fall for it."

He looks back up from the computer with a stern look and murmurs making my heart race,

"They know we're here."

Poll Conclusion!

As promised the poll is now closed and the results are now in! Thank you for all the people that took part it means a lot! Now I want to remind you all that all these series will be posted eventually so be patient I will get them all posted quick as I can! But anyway without further of due...!

The winner is...

OUR BABY GIRL (MAFIA! AU)

I hope you're all excited! Sorry if it's not the one you want but I promise your preferred one will be up eventually! The preview of this series will be up later hopefully! Anyone who tries to plagarise any of my books I will take action I’ve had it happen to me too many times.

But anyway!

Love you my butterflies! See you soon!

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The Preview!

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“Why?”

“Why what? What’s going on?”

“Oh don’t act stupid Y/N. You know what you’ve done.” Namjoon scoffs making me frown in confusement. What had I done? I don’t remember doing anything.

“Actually. No I don’t. So please. Enlighten me. Because I fucking have no idea what’s going on Namjoon.” I snap losing my patience at all the cryptic words being used as if he was waiting for me to confess to something. They all were.

“I actually can’t believe you’ve done this to us. Of all people. I didn’t think it’d be you.” Yoongi spits with venom laced in every word, like a knife to my heart each word spat. He never shows this side to me let alone use it on me. He was always so gentle and loving. What had I done? Why was they all looking at me so...appalled?

“I want to hate you but I love you too damn much. Guess this is what I get for that huh?” Taehyung snarls and tears begin to spring into my eyes, heart heavy. He wanted to hate me. They all did. But for what?

“W-What’ve I done?! I-I don’t know what I’ve done!” I cry and I watch Jungkook’s eyes slowly soften seeing how distraught I looked. Out of everyone, Jungkook was the most observant of emotions and lying. He was a human lie detector. You couldn’t hide a single thing from him.

“Hyungs...” He says warily but he goes ignored, the others too immersed in rage as I prepare myself for the worst pain than what I was experiencing now.

“Since you’re acting so dumb should I spell it out for you? You. Betrayed. Us. Double spy scum.” Hoseok hisses and I let out a laugh of disbelief. They thought I had betrayed them? 

“What...” I whisper timidly unable to speak because I knew it would crack. Where had all this come from?

“You heard him, so there’s no point in lying and pretending to not know what’s going on now. Why’d you do it? What’d you tell Jung-mi?” Jimin growls and I shake my head in denial and disappointment. After everything. They really believed I’d do this to them?

“So this is what you think of me? This is how much you really trust me?” I croak and wave them off unable to gather words, too hurt, too shocked to even defend myself or form a proper explanation. I slowly back away from them and begin to make my way to the front door, I needed to get out of here. I felt like I was suffocating.

“You’re not giving us any reason to trust you so why should we? Not even going to defend yourself? You’re pathetic, you should be grateful we’re even sparing your life.” Namjoon snarls staring at me in disgust and I smile in defeat opening the door.

“I shouldn’t have to be defending myself. I’ll make this easy for us shall I? This will be the last time you see me. I hope you all live happy healthy lives, it was an honor to work with you, to love you.” I sniffle and Jungkook steps forward looking at me with devastation and fear, his heart was racing at the thought of losing you. He knew you. He knew you didn’t betray them, but they wouldn’t let him speak and now because of their foolishness he was suffering the consequences too. Losing you. The only person who made him feel human. Normal.

“Petal...p-please stay...I need you...” He whimpers, tears in his eyes and I shake my head blowing him a kiss.

“I’m sorry Kookie but the boys don’t want me here and I can’t ask you to come with me when they’re your hyungs’. This has made me realize where I stand with them and how much they really trusted and loved me. I love you, stay healthy, we’ll meet if fate brings us back together.” I whisper before exiting with tears streaming down my face. And just like that you was gone without a trace.

TO BE CONTINUED.

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So butterflies here’s the preview of what’s in store for this series I hope you liked it and are even more excited than before! I’ll probably touch up on this when I publish it officially because I could probably do a better job than this but yeah! This is what’s coming...I wonder what Y/N betrayed them about...or was it all a lie? 

Anyway I hope to finish Soul Ink soon so hopefully an update will be up soon! 

But until then, Love you my butterflies see you soon!

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Bangtan’s Receptionist

Pairing: Mafia Boss!Min Yoongi x Fem!Reader, implied ot7 x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: Mafia AU, swearing, Death, blood, injuries, mentions of human trafficking but nothing too detailed, guns, character death.

Summary: Bangtan’s contracts are clear and concise. They are to be followed to the letter, including the most important rule, do not touch their men.

A/N: Just another generic Mafia Yoongi Drabble I couldn’t stop thinking about since Haegeum came out. 🫠 I could possibly turn this into a little oneshot series for each member, let me know if you want more!

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Min Yoongi, in simple terms, is a straight cut business man. With his 6 other colleagues, his brothers, he runs Bangtan Industries, which on the outside seems like a clean cut courier company. On the inside however, the cargo that is transported by Bangtan Industries is more than just letters and stationary for offices. Yoongi and his boys, as the rivals know them, are extremely loyal to their men who work alongside and under them, even so far as to including in contracts that they can be terminated if any harm comes to any member of Bangtan Industries, even as far as the janitor who cleans the office on weekends. Any attack on their men is an attack to them directly, and the whole world knows of this fact.

You were hired 3 years ago by the CEO of Bangtan, Kim Namjoon to be the front of the company, their receptionist and on occasion, assistant for all 7 leaders. They’re all particularly fond of your bubbly presence in the office building, always happily greeting the bosses with a smile and providing homemade lunches on occasion, which usually is more often than not. You always make sure the boys keep their health up, not even phased by their attitudes when they spent too many hours without sleep. You’ve been the most consistent employee, and the members are more than grateful to have you.

“Good morning, Master Min!” You chirp as Min Yoongi strolls through the office door, adjusting his tie. He can’t help but give you a soft smile.

“Y/N, you know that I’d rather you call me Yoongi when its just us. It doesn’t bother me.”

“Oh, I know, I’m just way too used to it!” You grin as you place a take-away coffee cup and a wrapped toasted sandwich on the desk in front of you. “Breakfast is served.”

“You also don’t have to do that every morning too.” He lets out a huff with a grateful smile. “I hope you got your usual too. If I find out you didn’t, I’m forcing you to take your break early to go get.” Yoongi chuckles as you wave the second paper cup on your hands. He nods with finality and takes your makeshift breakfast for him and makes his way to his office.

After a quiet morning, you’re startled by a loud bang of the doors to the entrance opening and a large man in a 3 piece suit with his gaggle of men trailing in behind him, clearly armed, stalking up to your front desk.

“Good morning, sir. How can I be of help today?” You hum, the large men not phasing you.

“We’re here to see Min.” The man grumbles, hands squeezing the edge of the desk.

“Oh of course,” you smile, typing up on your computer. “Give me a few moments to see if he’s available to see anyone right now.”

You can feel the mans eyes on you as you’re typing, waiting for the response to pop up.

“Ah, I’m sorry sir, Master Min isn’t available right now. You are more than welcome to take a seat and wait until he’s ready-”

You yelp as the man reaches over, grabbing your wrist and pulling you up so you are face to face with him. You wince, his nails digging into your skin and small trickles of blood running down your arm.

“Listen here, you little bitch,” he seethes, “i have been trying to get on Min’s ass for 2 weeks about my fucking cargo I purchased from him and it still hasn’t arrived yet. If you don’t get him out here, I’m storming in there myself and getting my shit back.”

“What on earth is going on here?” Yoongi steps out from his office after hearing the commotion, adjusting the cuff on his white button up as he stalks up to the reception desk. “Ah, Mr Yang. I was waiting for you to show up.”

“Min.” Yang hissed, dropping your wrist and pushing you back into your seat, which Yoongi takes note of. “Where the fuck is my cargo? You said it would be here within the month and yet its the 27th and nothing.”

“Miss L/N.” Yoongi speaks, causing you to snap your head towards him. “Did he hurt you?” He eyes your wrist, which you’re trying to hide under the desk, clearly not very well as it is still in Yoongi’s line of vision.

“O-oh, no, Master Min. I’m fine, really.” You stutter out, giving him a smile.

“I will deal with you after I take care of business.” He murmurs, looking down at your hidden wrist, blood smearing into your blouse. “Mr Yang, if you could come inside. I do believe my receptionist shouldnt have to deal with the likes of this, wouldn’t you agree?” His tone is icy as Yang grunts, nodding his head before pushing past Yoongi and strutting through into his office with his men following behind. “Y/N, I would recommend playing sone music for the next 10 minutes, okay?” is the last thing Yoongi asks of you before closing the door behind him.

“I dont understand why you are so upset, Yang. I gave you exactly what you asked for.” Yoongi hums, sitting at his desk and watching Yang and his men stand over the desk menacingly.

“Thats bullshit and you know it, Min.” He barked, slamming his fist on the table.

“Oh, is it?” He raises his eyebrow, leaning forward and placing his chin on his hands. “Do explain why, because the way I see it, you asked for X amount of drugs and X amount of guns and ammo. Am I wrong?”

“You know what half of those drugs were code for, you ignorant shit.”

“Oh, no no no.” Yoongi chuckled, standing up, revolver in hand. “See, now, if you were implying what you think you are implying, and I truly hope you’re not, then you’ve worked with the wrong man.” He smirked, holding the gun up towards Yang.

“You see, if you read through the terms of our contract - Bangtan do not associate with anything involving trafficking women and children. I truly hope that isnt what you wanted.” Yoongi tilted his head, glaring at Yang. “Is it?”

Yang swallowed lightly, looking between his men, who all have their guns by their sides and their hands up. They know Min’s reputation. They know better than to fuck with them.

“Ah…” Yang sighed anxiously, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead. “You are right. I believe I was mistaken. It appears that all our cargo was in order. Isn’t that right, boys?” He glanced between his men, who all nod shakily. “Now that we have that misunderstanding out of the way, I don’t think there’s anything else to talk about, so I will take my leave now, Min.” He turns to leave, only to freeze when the revolver now presses against his temple.

“Ah ah ah, not so fast.” Yoongi chuckles, kicking Yang’s knees out from underneath him, forcing him to kneel. “I would’ve been willing to let you go, no questions asked about what fucked up shit you’re into,” he leans down now, whispering into his ear. “but then you laid hands on my receptionist.”

Yang’s eyes widen, struggling against Yoongi’s boot digging into his legs. “What?” he breathed out.

“Did you even read the contract, Yang?” Yoongi hissed now, pressing the gun harder against his head. “Now, you are more than welcome to come in here, ranting and raving about me and the shit I do, I really couldnt give a flying fuck.. but as soon as you touch my people and my men, now theres fucking hell to pay. Rule number fucking 3 my friend. Do NOT touch my men. Do you have anything to say to defend your pathetic ass?”

“I’m sorry,” Yang blubbers out, hands shaking. “I really didn’t mean it, Min! I-I-”

“Save it for hell, Yang.” He squeezes the trigger, letting the body fall to the floor.

“Come on,” you hissed, aggressively rubbing water over the sleeve of your blouse, earphones blaring music in your ears as Yoongi directed. You’ve been scrubbing for 5 minutes and sadly nothing is working for you. At this point, you haven’t even looked at your arm, now bruising and stained with small trails of your blood.

A figure steps into your line of sight, causing you to lift your head quickly and push the headphones off your head. “Oh, Master Min!” You gasp out, seeing his white shirt splattered with blood. “Did you need me to get your shirt booked in to the dry cleaner?” You start typing up the website to get the booking made when you feel his hand take your wrist.

“Does it hurt?” Yoongi asks quietly, looking down at you through his eyelashes, letting his fingertips run along the marks Yang left.

“O-oh.. um.. a little, but nothing I cant handle!” You smile sweetly at him as he shakes his head.

“You shouldn’t have to handle it at all.” He frowns, using a damp cloth to gently wipe away the trails of your blood before taking some paper towel and drying your arm off. “I do apologize, you didn’t sign up to deal with that shit. I should have been out here waiting for Yang’s arrival.”

“Master Min,” you smiled softly, letting him tend to your arm - you knew it made him feel better when he helped Bangtan with their wounds. “Please don’t stress, I knew what I signed up for for this job.”

You couldn’t help but laugh as he delicately starts placing bright pink Hello Kitty band-aids over your scratch marks.

“Dont laugh.” He grumbles, patting the band-aids down so they stick. “Jimin insisted that we got these to make Taehyung laugh whenever he was hurt.” He lied, Jimin had snuck to you that Yoongi kept his Hello Kitty band-aids with him just in case any of the girls in the office - another word for just you and you alone - were hurt - he just never got to use them until now. But you’d never tell him that you knew. Instead, you just smile and let Yoongi tend to your wounds.

It may not be the best job in the world, but at least you know your bosses have your back.

Missing Pieces Masterlist

Mafia!Yoongi  x Female Reader

Genre: Mafia AU, Enemies To Lovers, Strangers To Lovers, Unexpected/Unplanned Pregnancy, Smut, Angst, Fluff

Description: Hooking up with Yoongi was a mistake. A mistake you’ve been making for the past 8 months. You knew he was dangerous; your friends had warned you before. Dealing with him was a bad decision. You knew that one day, things would get messy. That day came when you found out that you were pregnant. You didn’t expect things to go well, but you also didn’t expect things to spiral out of control either. When telling him about the pregnancy doesn’t exactly go as planned, you’re forced into a world you know little about. It’s there where you find out just how dangerous Min Yoongi really is.

Warnings (Still Updating): Mature Content, Crime, Violence, Unexpected/Unplanned Pregnancy, Smut, Heavy Angst, Torture, Cursing, Lots of Blood, Death, Lots of Trust Issues….

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Not In the Cards Masterlist

pairing: bodyguard!Yoongi x CEO!fem reader

genre: mafia, e2l, sloooow burn

summary: As the youngest daughter of the most powerful family in the country’s crime syndicate, you never thought you would be forced to takeover your father’s money-laundering casino. Due to unforeseen circumstances, you and your brother, Jungkook, are left in charge to carry on with business. But in the absence of your father and oldest brother, Seokjin, the two of you are targets of rival bloodthirsty mobs desperate for power and turf. You must be protected but the man who’s assigned as your bodyguard is someone you never thought you would see again. This wasn’t in the cards.

warnings: violence and murder (not explicit), one incident of partner abuse, guns, drugs, alcohol, smoking, gambling, smut (eventually), ANGST!!! So much angst, trauma, PTSD

Snippet - september 7, 2024

Teaser 1 - september 9, 2024 20:35EST

Prologue - september 17, 2024 00:20EST

Part 1- october 2, 2024 00:00EST

Reminīscēns: strangers - pending

Part 1 Teaser

pairing: bodyguard!Yoongi x CEO!fem reader

genre: mafia, e2l, sloooow burn

summary: your brother calls you in for a chat, and upon meeting the man assigned to guard your life, you think the universe must really have it out for you. And you don't like it. Not one bit.

"I'm allowed to choose? I didn't think I got a say.” You can’t help your genuine surprise as you look over the spread of files he laid out on your desk.

"If you didn't, I wouldn't be giving you options." Those goddamn shades. You can’t tell if he’s even looking at you.

"Are you sure?” You snark. “I know you answer to my brother, and you wouldn't want to get in any trouble." You search the parts of his face you can see for any kind of reaction, the only one playing as a tight line drawn between his lips, and you take that as a small victory.

"He's not my boss. You are."

Well. That is... the last thing you thought he would say. And you never considered yourself his boss.

Oh. You're going to have fun with this.

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(potential!) drop date: october 2 at some point in the middle of the night EST lol

Check out the prologue! (featuring 2seok!)