The Royals - PWJ
who?: Wanna One’s Park Woojin
genre: 🌺
type: bullet point
TW: gang au
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The Royals
PJH | PJH2 | KD | KD2
part one / two
mafia! AU
what secrets does Woojin hide up in the clouds?
kind of a soft mafia! AU for a change of scenery. Thanks for requesting anon!! Hope you guys anticipate more.
disclaimer: pictures used do not belong to me and credit goes to their original owners
everything that is written here is purely fictional
DO NOT READ IF TRIGGERING
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Park Woojin
code name: 6
nickname: Sparrow
by his friends and enemies alike
he’s deadly quiet, demure even
Woojin is the pilot in charge of The Royals fleet of private jets
no one has a clear headshot of Woojin as he always has on a dramatic fighter jet pilot’s mask
rumour has it that he’s only a boy of 20 years of age, has taupe coloured skin kissed by sun rays and a key identification factor
his snaggletooth
but that’s the only word on the street
Woojin was the most low-key member of The Royals, keeping his profile low and head hidden
no wonder he was called Sparrow
always flying off before anyone’s hand could clasp around him
fast
nimble
brown haired
speckled
another gossip column mentioned he was a good friend of Lee Daehwi, another member of The Royals
and that was how he became a key figure of the secret society realm
Woojin had always dreamt of being a pilot
when he was young, he had wanted to be an airforce pilot
lol how things have changed
his mother was a head officer in Incheon’s flight control tower
that was where the influence came from
his father had been a pilot
a little love story bloomed from there
obviously, they married and had two children
it was a happy family of four, all enthralled by the idea of jetting through the clouds
one day, a tragic accident had claimed his life
Woojin was a bit too young to remember specific details but he had a calling to fulfil his late father’s legacy
he wanted to succeed his father’s wish for him to continue flying planes
a national airforce fighter jet pilot would have been ideal
but he was happy to settle for the position of head pilot of Seoul’s notorious mafia
Woojin was sent to pilot school when he was a middle school student
only when he was a high schooler did he start practicing and honing his skills with real planes
small delivery planes that is
cute
Woojin was the kind of guy who took photos with every plane he had piloted
every single one of them were kept in an album in his mother’s house
yes, his cute snaggletooth was featured in ALL of them
his sister would scrapbook some candids and send them over to The Royals HQ in Seoul
sparrow’s scrapbooks were the talk of the town
Woojin was in charge of a lot of things
excessive things
almost too much
but he loved his job and lived for the thrill of flying
whether it was a goods plane, passenger plane, he just adored piloting planes
oh and it wasn’t exactly hard to renew his license when he had contacts in the business
occasionally, Woojin traveled back to his flying school to assist teachers
or take more classes since he is 20
still gaining knowledge
well, that’s how you got to know him
when you were young, your grandfather would tell you stories of the days when he was a fighter pilot
a pilot
he met your grandmother during his flying days as well
fascinated by his stories and tales, you too were determined to pilot plane
it was difficult
your parents did not favour this idea and your grandparents were your only supporters
in secret, they coached you on whatever knowledge they had
wings, propellor...fly!
you spent hours and hours poring over ancient plane encyclopedias, enriching your mind and spurring on your motivation
and then one day, your grandparents came home with an enrolment letter
into pilot school :D
you screamed and cried with joy
then worried about how your parents would react but your grandparents gave 0 f*cks
they the realest
‘just go, we know people there who will treat and teach you with the best of their abilities.’
and so you started to attend classes in secret
hehe hehe
it was all good
your coach loved you
your love for the planes and even theory classes was unexplainable
not one of your parents knew what you did almost every day after school
until you nearly crashed a plane and were severely hurt
that’s when your parents found out and damn...it wasn’t exactly a pretty scene
the amount of yelling and screaming was enough to shake the whole hospital
you had cried so much that the IV drip had to be replaced TWICE
idk if its a thing but it now is
though it took some time, they finally opened up to the idea of piloting
they managed to see things from a different perspective and wrap their head around it
and now they fund your studies :D
okay, so now the fun starts
you knew Woojin as Park Woojin, the guy from pilot school
your classmate
who is kind of too advanced for your class
Idk what game he playing
if someone asked you about him, you would say y’all talked
but not a lot
considering his attendance had been quite hectic and intermittent
and you did hear some fishy theories about him from the gossipers
Jenna claimed that he worked with the local gang, operating planes so he could import drugs from overseas
sounds a bit dumb but believable ??
you don’t trust Jenna anyway
but her words linger in your mind, unable to dissipate
just simple, harmless gossip
another source stated Woojin was a spy for the FBI, making sure not a single soul could leave the country so easily with their own plane
crazy
how much time do these people have?
you noticed that Woojin was close to many of the staff and instructors
definitely not trying to start your own theory here
he was a person to be curious about, intriguing
just your luck, Woojin ended up being your flying buddy for a term
idk hOw thIS WORKS SO IT GONNA WORK THIS WAY
quite an awkward pairing if you must say
but your instructor liked how you trusted your theory work and equipment, eyeing every reading carefully
he thought it would be a good match for Woojin, who trusted his own instinct but was a firm and steady pilot
day one: silence filled the space between the two of you
the instructor gave y’all an hour to read the manual, study, bond whatnot
yet, half of that was spent buried in books and theory videos
safety books
going over basics
reading about gear care
even though you knew Woojin was an expert in those aspects
there was just no talking
shhhh
quieter than your school’s library
that was most people’s impression of the quiet and cunning little sparrow, tricking people into thinking he’s demure and secretive
see, that’s how all those ludicrous rumours are born
finally, you just HAD to engage in conversation
THE SILENCE WAS JUST TOO STRANGLING
but he was hard to talk to
woojin barely said three words before the conversation lapsed
you pressed your lips together, unsure of what to do
you started to scribble, drawing cartoonish planes and clouds
that was when Woojin commented that your plane looked more like a bird
‘pfp...see if you can draw any better,’ you challenged
Woojin took another pencil from your case
‘Try me.’
And so that’s how you spent your ‘study session’
Since you do have quite a competitive spirit
You brought a whole ass portfolio of drawings the next day
Just so Woojin could get a taste of his competition
Banter, banter
After leafing through yours, he pulled out his own digital file of sketches
And his own little scrapbook
+2 for artistic talent
soon, the piles of non-work related books were growing in your locker
there were a couple more pencil scribbles on the picnic table
other students found rough paper with sketches almost everywhere
even on mock test papers
eventually, your instructor realised something was terribly off when both of you failed the month’s test
as punishment, you guys had to do clean up duty
and more homework
taking away your hands-on flying class for a month
but it was fun
partners in crime play together
partners in crime die together
so slogging after class was much more enjoyable in the company of each other
plus, the ice cream feast after was always rewarding
you guys would purposely take a long route to the bus stop to pick up convenience store ice cream
woojin would try to convince you that his flavour choice was much better
time was killed with the playful banter at the bus stop
many times you found yourself wanting to ask about all the rumours circulated about him
but you realised that Woojin was that kind of guy who would make a joke out of it
and take words like those lightly
bonus!
he had a great sense of humour
variety king
days resembling those wore on
but you were never tired of them
and it seemed like he wasn’t either
every occasion was constantly different from the previous one
another flavour of ice cream to sample
more areas to ‘clean-up’
messing around with the coaches
days at the academy were always divergent
so it was weird when Woojin didn’t show up one day
that time you managed to shrug off the anxieties and assumptions
then, he disappeared for two following days
that you definitely couldn’t ignore
you didn’t attend the same school as him and no one else at the academy knew him very well
when coaches were questioned, they seemed uninterested but assured of his safety
‘Don’t worry,’ said your instructor. ‘Woojin knows his way around things. Perhaps he just hasn’t been feeling very well.’
mhm
you watched how his irises flickered from yours to the surroundings
and back
any trace of uncertainty was erased when you took a second glance
‘Anyway, I have his assignment folder. Could you pass it to him for the summer? Thanks.’
‘Make sure it gets to him safely. Don’t pass it to a third party.’
his footsteps quickened as they grew more and more out of earshot
you scoffed in disbelief, feeling the effects of being alone while everyone else was buddied up
how were you ever going to find Woojin?
His mobile phone was turned off too
or he just wasn’t responding to your texts
you: hi woojin
you: I have your work file
you: can we meet so I can pass it to you?
you: you okay? haven’t seen you in a while
woojin hadn’t read those messages
Sighing, you closed the application and continued with your classes
forcing yourself to pay attention to content was harder when Woojin wasn’t around
every moment you swore that your phone buzzed in your pocket
unfortunately, it was just your imagination
there were no texts from him even at the end of the day
you fell asleep that night with an uneasy heart full of worries
woojin: yeah of course
woojin: Thanks btw
woojin: sorry about it
woojin: aha you won’t see this asap since its 2am
woojin: but tell me where to find you tomorrow
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what a debonair comment from him
is that even an adjective to describe a phrase?
your face feels a bit warm
stop making a big deal out of nothing!!!
you: how about 11am at the Starbucks near my place
you text him the address
shockingly, Woojin’s response is immediate
Woojin: see you :)
a smiley face
what does this mean?
he’s happy to get his work, that’s what it means
calm down
the red alarm clock reads 8.30am
there’s time to freshen up
there’s also time for you to imagine every possible outcome of this meeting
which is taking place outside of class time
would it be awkward?
strange?
don’t overthink this
after much deliberation, you make it to Starbucks 15 minutes before the agreed time
all is calm at your seat near the window, drink on your table
and clutching Woojin’s file so closely as if it would grow legs and run away
then, two young men approach your table
‘Hi,’ one of the voices said. ‘You’re here for Woojin, aren’t you?’
you’re hesitant to answer, wondering what sort of relationship Woojin would have with them
your reply is cut off by the other guy speaking
he chuckles
‘I’m Jeno and he’s Jaemin. We’re Woojin’s friends and he sent us to collect his work,’ he says.
you observe how he hides his hands behind his back, how he presses his lips together too often
liar
Don’t give it to a third party
pass it to him personally
Jaemin’s hands reach for the file. ‘Now if you just-‘
‘I don’t think so.’ Your words slice through the tension. ‘Woojin is supposed to collect it from me himself.’
The message sent is clear
Don’t f*cking touch this file
Jaemin’s jaw seems to clench while Jeno begins to crack his knuckles
‘Well,’ Jaemin begins, his arms retreating. ‘Woojin has something to attend to so he called us to get it. It was a last minute arrangement.’
Jeno scrolls through his phone, pulling up ‘Woojin’s’ texts
The messages are indeed are from a contact called Woojin, he lacks an avatar though
‘I’ll message him right now.’
however, messages from him rain in
Woojin: hey if anyone with the names Jaemin and Jeno talk to you, get away
Woojin: i didn’t send them, we don’t get along
Woojin: even if you don’t encounter them, I need you to go home this instant
Woojin: I’m so sorry, I can’t meet you today
his texts confirm your suspicions but now you’re curious about his relationship with them
How long could teenage boys hold grudges for anyway?
you: i’m talking to them rn
you: ...what should I do
you: jaemin’s pretty adamant about getting your stuff
Woojin: shit
Woojin: one of my friends is nearby, his name is Jaehwan
Woojin: go with him
Woojin: now, go to the barista and tell them you want a cupful of whipped cream with chocolate sauce
you look up from your phone, a bit taken aback by the information
your guard is well up now
‘Well?’ Jaemin almost hisses before he catches himself
‘Hmm, I’m waiting for his reply. He wants me to order him a coffee.’
your heart wants to thump out of your chest
even your lips begin to dry
something just isn’t right
your brain and body aren’t reacting positively
As the last word leaves your lips, the barista whispers into a well-concealed in-ear
out of the corner of your eye, you catch one of the employees ripping her apron off and tossing it into the bushes
she was outside of the store, clearing dishes from the outdoor seating area
when she draws close, she makes a noise about not seeing you in a long time
but her eyes watch Jaemin and Jeno in the back
It’s to throw them off
Good plan
who came up with it?
the two mysterious boys grow increasingly irritated
it shows clearly in their actions
furious whispers
side glares
constant drumming of fingers
the girl’s eyes flicker over your shoulder for barely a second
an unnoticeable look
‘Jaehwan’s here,’ she says just as the bell chimes
‘You’re in good hands now.’
her smile is genuine and so is her embrace
you and Jaehwan don’t even exchange a slither of a greeting
in fact, you can’t catch your breath as the same lady ushers you out through the kitchen door
it’s only a matter of seconds before Jaemin and Jeno are alerted of your disappearance
that’s when their rage would be on the loose
Jaehwan frantically bundles you into a nearby car
honestly, you aren’t convinced he’s the best company
perhaps better than the previous Js
‘Where’s Woojin?’ you heave out. ‘I need to talk to him.’
Jaehwan begins to exit the parking lot, sunglasses on.
‘Sorry, reaching him will take a while. And, sorry for the suddenness of everything. You must be...surprised.’
‘That’s an understatement,’ you blurt out. ‘I’m utterly confused and terrified!’
‘I don’t even know where I’m going and who’s taking me!’
all your emotions are in a jumbled mess
being with Jaehwan feels like sitting in a lion’s den but with a metal cage surrounding you
safer but not wholly
staying with Jeno and Jaemin would mean the lions would have devoured you before your feet even reached the bottom of the pit
Woojin didn’t answer any of your calls
Jaehwan notices your hopeless attempts at contacting your friend
‘I’m sorry, he isn’t available at this moment.’
‘And why the hell not! He told me to meet him! He doesn’t have any plans! He could’ve come to meet me! I just want to give him his work file!’
The outburst makes you feel a ton better
Like the bag of bricks, you carried had been carrying was thrown at someone you hated
Suddenly, the road sign reading ‘Incheon Airport’ catches your attention
especially when Jaehwan seems to be en route
‘Why are we headed to the airport?’ You question, unsure if you want an answer
‘We’re going to see Woojin,’ Jaehwan replies casually.
‘W-w-we’re going out of the country?’ The stutter is inevitable
Jaehwan appears to furrow his brow as if puzzled
‘Um...yeah. Jihoon and Sejeong will deal with your accommodation,’ he informs, not that it is very helpful
Who and who?
‘Does Woojin even tell you anything?’ Jaehwan asks as he drives to the airport carpark
He shakes his head in disapproval when you answer with a ‘no’
‘I don’t have my passport,’ you say
your words don’t even affect Jaehwan, he simply says that a Kang Daniel has got you covered
again, who, what and how?
‘C’mon. Let’s go. I’m sure Woojin has all the answers to your questions.’
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Jaehwan pushes your back, urging you to move quicker
‘What the hell,’ he curses under his breath. ‘Hurry up, I see...uh, J and J allies.’
there isn’t time
Plus, you don’t have the courage to turn around and glare them in the eye
Contrary to your assumption, Jaehwan skirts around the ‘Private Jet’ counter and settles for a commercial flight queue
he says something about it being too risky to dispatch one of his company’s private jets
the jets come as no shock
After all, Woojin does needs his planes
it’s likely his close friends are all like-minded and share the same interests
Jaehwan speedily dashes for the ‘First Class’ row
he speaks to the counter staff in such a quiet tone even you can’t decipher his words
‘Don’t worry about your passport, I have connections.’
don’t actually do this!!!
that makes your stomach clench and twist with nerves in the most horrid manner
somehow
your passport appears
it isn’t a replica, it isn’t a faux document
it’s in the flesh
...did someone break into your house?
‘Yeah,’ Jaehwan answers your unspoken question. ‘Of course someone stole this from your tabletop. You need to get better security.’
you face blushes red in embarrassment
'I’m a pilot,’ you manage a counter attack
your new friend only chuckles
jumping snaking immigration queues is something you could accustom yourself to
ahhh, the luxuries
soon, you’ll be able to join the ‘CREW ONLY’ line
Before you know it, you’re seated in the first class section of a reputable airline
woah
this is new
you don’t want to know where Jaehwan or Woojin or whoever has the money to pay for all this
then again, these people own a fleet of private jets
Jaehwan advises you to chill and enjoy the flight
but the bundle of nerves only tightens in your stomach
You’re on your way to Hong Kong
with a small bag of essentials and the clothes on your back
Jaehwan’s in the same situation
yet he seems so used to it, there’s no point being anxious
tbh you’d rather pilot the plane than ride in it
why would Woojin be in Hong Kong?
did he fly there on impulse?
does he even know the route?
he did just receive his pilot licence......
no, he couldn’t possibly
it sounded like a hasty getaway
A sudden change of plans
as if he was in trouble.....
Who are these people Jaehwan mentioned?
Is Woojin hiding anything from me?
Of course he is! Jaehwan knows but he feels that only Woojin has the right to tell me
besides, he’s asleep
how can he be sleeping at a time like this?
it’s barely 2pm
the day is going just fine
hopefully, things start looking up from here
Hong Kong...
Woojin...
I’m coming for ya
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