#mafia¡yongguk

[kpopfanboy]

I’m honor of BAP coming back, can I make a text message request with Yongguk. You find out he’s part of this big mafia and run away so he tries everything in his power to find you. Or somewhere around there? Pretty please?

Secrets being unfolded making you runaway from your Mafia Boss boyfriend.

[starguk-seoulstars]

Working on new muse page. I should have a few done within my lunch break. But here is a list of muses that I have, please feel free to ask about them if wanting to interact with them:

Hyunjin: Art student (Info up)

Agron: Illyrian General (FC: Bangchan) (Info up)

Greis: Illyrian Spy (FC: Hyunjin) (Info up)

Bardhyll: High Lord (FC: Johnny) (Info up)

Elros (FC: Felix) (info up)

Aeden (FC: Yeosang) (Info up)

Hades: God of the Underworld (FC: Mingi) (no pic, info up)

Hoseok/Wonho: Idol (no pic, info up)

Emilio Visco: Mob boss (FC: Changbin) (info up)

Owen Zanella: Mafia right hand (FC: Wooyoung) (info up)

Artemis: Assassin (FC: San) (info up)

Nyx: Assassin (FC: Seonghwa) (info up)

Ambrose: witch (FC: seoho) (info up)

Hanse: Florist

Han: Model

Hongjoong: warrior (deep back story) (info up)

Felix: Baker

Yunho: Comic book store owner

Seonghwa: Prince

Byungchan (wolf shifter): photography student

Fenrir (wolf shifter): FC- Bangchan

Changkyun (wolf shifter)

Minhyuk (wolf shifter): photographer

Seokjin version 1 (wolf shifter)

Seokjin version 2 (fashion designer)

Tyr (wolf shifter): FC- Yeosang

Kihyun: baker

Yongguk: Solo artist/ producer

Mark: Vampire

Jackson: Figure skater

Hermes (FC: Seongmin)

Leedo: dance instructor

[yongguk-ia]

😱 Angel of my Nightmare

{Text Chichi} Let’s go to the carnival together!

{Text Chichi} It’ll be a lot of fun 

{Text Chichi} I’ll meet you there in an hour 

Yongguk sent the text back to back. He was still using the burner phone when texting Koichi but he still didn’t mind, he did want the mafia to find out he knew of the other’s whereabouts anyways. 

He had been hearing all week about the carnival and how much fun it was from the kids and nurses who went on a day trip. He was forced to stay with the kids who were too sick to go with a promise that it was an academy carnival and not just anyone could attend. He was still worried that he couldn't go and protect the kids but they all came back safe and sound. 

But with the following day off Yongguk wanted to go have some fun. He arrived a little early and the colorful lights and sounds attracted him to one of the games. Easily winning a ringtoss game he was rewarded with two tickets to see a movie…he would of much rather had one of the hanging stuffed animals but he instead had 2 pieces of paper shoved in his face. 

When he spotted the other by the entrance he grinned waving over the tickets above his head. “Hey! I just one some tickets lets go watch a movie together!” He yelled using his other hand to beckon the other over. 

@koichi-ia

[what-if-nct]

hiiii today's reminder is taeyong and woozi!!! live from the studio!!! just chilling and talking and being friends!!!! my precious musical genius babygirl leaders!!!!! i know the sm hybe thingy is still messy but if it means i get casual nct/svt interactions like this i wholeheartedly support it

also speaking of svt their new song came out yesterday and it's SO good it's so fun and bright and hoshi on a donkey is my new favourite thing and coups joining in even though he's injured and the fact that they sent a mic to space to get that one shot???? I'm obsessed i love it so much

Hiii! I'm so sad I missed the live I didn't notice the notification til an hour after. But I love it, there has to be something planned for them to be in the studio together. But I hope we get more interactions between them. Seriously I need to see Vernon and Mark together I have theories I need proven. Their music video reminded me a lot of 2011\2012 kpop. Like I can't explain it like b1a4 and Boyfriend it was fun and bright and the bridge scene was bananas. Like was a Block B & B.A.P girlie in highschool but something about the fun songs that are cute without being cutesy will always have a special place in my heart. Also who do I have to talk to to have Block B's Taeil to do a song with NCT Taeil. The world will crumble to their feet when those too tiny soulful vocalists combine their power you have no idea i am aroused just thinking about it. No other Collab I want even measures up to that one. You know what Stray Kids and Bang Yongguk would go off. I just want stray kids to go full Mafia, I can see Dream being the ones to go full Mafia in NCT I believe in them.

Oh last night I dreamt about Dan and Phil I actually dream about them often for some reason. But I was at the grocery store with them and their apartments was above the grocery store and I was holding a lotion as we were unpacking the groceries and i got it on my mouth and I just spread it around my lips like lipgloss and Dan said that's something Phil would do while Phil was doing something similar with I think soap. Then I had to go out and I got ready in the bathroom and Dan said are you wearing that out and I said yeah and he said you can't leave the house like that like a dad and i said Well I am and stormed out and phil was on the couch eating and I met my date at the elevator it was like a really industrial looking elevator and Dan and Phil were at the door in a Phil telling Dan to just let me go kind of way. Were they my dads? It felt like they were my dads.

[tokyohseok]

mafia¡yongguk | seven ½

one // prev.

“was the town you grew up in always this lonely?”

You were especially careful when closing the bedroom door behind you in attempt to cover up that you were arriving much later than you were expected to. As if you had weights in your shoes, you trudged over to the bed and fell into the cushioned pit with a huff. With all this recent talk of your dad, whom abandoned you at the bright age of 18, you couldn't help but relive the memories you had repressed. Your eyes shut tight as you remembered.

You stood on the doorstep of the house you grew up in for a prior 18 years, rubbing your arms warm to protect yourself from the winter’s harsh attacks of cold. First, you tried turning the handle to let yourself in. It was locked. So you waited there after ringing the doorbell and knocking twice after that. It was a weekday, you figured it completely plausible that your parents were at work – but judging by the time, they should have been home any second.

“Can I help you?”

Your chest relaxed with the feeling of relief. You turned around in an instant, only for your heart to drop to your feet. It took a moment for the words to form, whether it be a result of the blistering cold or the shakiness of anxiety that was building up inside of you.

“Where are my parents?” You managed eventually.

The unfamiliar woman furrowed her eyebrows, silently claimed you weren't being specific enough.

You wiped the stray droplets of water trickling down each of your cheeks and sniffed once with sufficiency. “Mr and Mrs Y/L/N.”

Her mouth made the shape of a narrow O, “ah, the old owners? They moved out months ago, love.”

You shook your head slowly, smiling slightly like this were some practical joke. No, you whispered to yourself. Your smile now turned sour, feeling the life drain from you on the spot. Why? you asked yourself. Why did they disappear?

“Mummy, I’m cold,” the young girl cradled in her mothers arms whined. You looked up to see her snuggled into this woman’s chest, in full comfort.

“I don’t know where they went but if you leave your mobile number I will contact you if they come back for their mail, ok?” The owner of your home offered softly, as though you were a fragile piece of china.

“No,” you croaked. “It’s okay, thank you. I’m sorry for bothering you,” you offered the two your best attempt at a sincere smile then walked around the lovely mother and daughter, back to the train station.

On the walk back you noticed your mind had gone blank. The Christmas lights hanging between buildings blurred from the wetness of your eyes. The sounds of children laughing and playing in the snow were muffled by your empty thoughts. Was this town always filled with such happy people? Perhaps you hadn't noticed before when you used to be among them. Even with all these bright lights and joyful noise, you couldn't help but ask yourself:

Was the town you grew up in always this lonely?

[bblueapplee]

{MAFIA AU PLAYLIST}

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          [LISTEN]

BERMUDA TRIANGLE - ZICO, CRUSH, DEAN

WHO DAT B - JESSI

BOSS - NCT U

LOTTO - EXO

CHALLAN - BEWHY

BLACK DRESS - CLC

NO MERCY - B.A.P

QUEEN - 3YE

GANGSTA - NOIR

WIN - ATEEZ

REGULAR (English ver.) - NCT 127

DDAENG - RM, J-HOPE, SUGA

SHOULD I DO - JOOHEON

FLOWER - SEVENTEEN

NILIRIA - G-DRAGON, MISSY ELLIOTT

YAMAZAKI - YONGGUK

DAECHWITA - AGUST D

EUNG FREESTYLE - LIVE, SIK-K, PUNCHNELLO, OWEN OVADOZ, FLOWSIK

FIANCÉ - MINO

MAKE IT RAIN - BLOCK B BASTARZ

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[starry-eyed-svt]

Ditto ~ Yongguk Mafia!AU

Genre: Mafia!AU

Anonymous said:

hi there 👋 could i request a mafia au with yongguk where reader gets kidnapped and she got hurt pretty badly then he finally realizes how much he loves her? i Love ur blog btw 👀

Words: 1,374

Warnings: Mention of blood, some swears, a little violence.

This is kind of a mess I am wayyyy sorry. But I hope you like it! 

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SMACK

“I’m not going to ask one more time. Tell me what you fucking know bitch.” Your captor said as you were tied to a chair. You have been there a few days now.

“I don’t know anything.” You said through clenched teeth.

"You think I'm stupid? You're one of them!" He yelled. Rather than slapping you as he had been he decked you in the face making you fall back and hit your head. You were conscious for only a little while before fading into black.

A few days prior.

You were walking down the street with your friend you've had since you were a kid, Bang Yongguk.

“I still don’t know why you stick around a thug like me.” Yongguk said

You shook your head.

“I don’t know how many times I have to tell you. Bang Yongguk you are my best friend, okay? I don’t care what you do or where you go, I will always be in your corner. Kapeesh?” You said.

Yongguk’s heart skipped a beat. He just thought he was touched by your words.

“Ditto.” He said, he wasn’t very eloquent with words of affirmation but you appreciated his Ditto’s and Back at Ya’s.

You looked at your watch, “Hey I gotta go, I will see you in a couple days for Zelo’s surprise party?” You said.

“Okay, I will see you then. You sure you don’t want me to walk you?” He asked.

“No I will be fine, see ya!” You quickly hugged him and were off to your shift at the hospital.

Yongguk watched as you walked to work. His phone began ringing.

“Yeah?” He answered.

“There has been an attack at one of the business docks.” Youngjae’s voice relayed over the phone. Yongguk pinched the bridge of his nose.

“I will be there soon.” He said and hung up walking in the opposite direction of you.

You were about half way to work when someone came up behind you and placed a white cloth over your mouth dragging you into an alleyway. You struggled to try and get away from the person but the smell was making you dizzy and soon you went limp.

Yongguk looked at the scene, there were lots of lower men who were laying around in puddles of blood. Only a few cases of guns were gone though.

“This was a distraction.” Himchan said.

“But for what?” Jongup asked.

“I don’t know.” Himchan said, annoyed.

“Where is Y/N? I need some stitches.” Daehyun said, as he was one of the higher ups that was there when the attack happened.

“She’s on a 24 hour shift at the hospital.” Yongguk said.

“I can stitch you up.” Zelo said.

“No. Last time you did Y/N had to undo it all just to redo it!” Daehyun complained.

“I can.” Himchan said.

“You I trust.” Daehyun said.

Yongguk was confused by the scene. Why would they kill all the foot soldiers, not Daehyun and only take a little bit of the supplies. Himchan was right, it was a distraction. But for what?

“I’m going back to headquarters. Get this place cleaned up and the remaining supplies put up.” Yongguk and got in his vehicle and contemplated what could be going on.

You came to, everything hurt. You knew you had been beaten. You were on the cold hard floor. You were hungry to the point of nausea and your throat was dry.

“Ah the bitch is waking up.” You captor cackled, “Are you ready to tell me what you know?” He asked.

“I am…” You started your voice going in and out in a rasp. You cleared your throat, “I am their doctor, okay. But that is it. I know nothing more. I don’t get told anything other than when I should be ready to help them. Okay? Please let  me go….” You begged.

The Captors smirk faded, he was frustrated. He knew you were telling the truth.

“We should have taken Daehyun instead of this useless piece of shit.” He said. “Get her some water, blind fold her and dump her somewhere.” He barked to his second in command.

“We aren’t going to kill her?” the other guy asked.

“No, she isn’t worth it.” The leader of their mafia said.

The second in command did what he was told.

“Don’t take off the blindfold until you hear the car leave.” He said. You nodded.

You waited and listened intently, once you heard the car leave you took it off.

You fell to the ground and sobbed. You could see the bruises on your arms. You clenched your jaw.

Your bag was next to you. You grabbed it and began walking home with your head down.

You got to your apartment and there was someone standing outside your door.

"Himchan?" You asked in a raspy voice. He looked up and his eyes widened.

He helped you inside and sat you down. He got you some water and then called Yongguk.

"She's home, and she doesn't look too good."

You heard him say.

"I am going to help you get cleaned up, is that okay?" Himchan said. His voice was even but you could see the fire in his eyes.

Yongguk was sitting at his desk. Youngjae had banished him from looking for you since he was losing his mind over it. Youngjae had never seen Yongguk like this.

They had noticed they hadn't seen you around town since Yongguk was with you before your shift. The true worry grew when you hadn't shown up to Zelo's birthday party without saying anything. That was out of character.

So then they started trying to track you down. You weren't at home, they talked to your work and you hadn't shown up.

Yongguk was finding it hard to breath.

“Are you okay?” Jongup asked the older man.

“I can’t breath. I-I just need to know she’s okay.” Yongguk said.

“It will be okay, they aren’t that stupid to start a full out war right now.” Youngjae said.

“As long as I have known her I have never told her that I love her.”

Youngjae arched his eyebrow.

“Y/N is my best friend, she has literally been there for me for everything and anything. I love her, I love her more than a friend.” Yongguk finished.

Youngjae watched his boss, one of his closest friends with compassion.

“Yongguk, why don’t you take a break and work from your office. I can set up a detail to be looking for her. One squad to be actively out and about trying to find where they could have taken her. A person around her apartment, another near her work.” Youngjae stated. Yongguk nodded and found himself going through the motions as he was so worried about your safety. He hated that you knew, and that you got dragged into being their mafia doctor.

As soon as he got the call from Himchan he got his jacket and bolted to your apartment. He didn’t bother knocking.

Yongguk went to the bathroom and found Himchan helping you clean up. Yongguk’s jaw clenched.

“I can take it from here.” Yongguk said.

“Yes, sir. I will stay around the perimeter to make sure that nobody is around.” Himchan said and excused himself.

You looked down as Yongguk looked at your cuts and bruises.

“I am so sorry.” He said.

“It isn’t your fault.” You said.

There was silence as he finished putting ointment on your bruises and bandaids over your cuts. Luckily none were deep enough for stitches.

After he had finished you stood up and wrapped your arms around his middle burying your face in his chest. Yongguk wrapped his arms comfortingly around you.

“I love you.” He said. You pulled back and looked at him, you knew he loved you, but he had never said it.

“I love you too.” You said.

“No, Y/N. I love you. And I want to always be by your side to protect you.” He said.

A small smile made its way to your lips.

“Ditto.” You said. Yongguk smiled and kissed you softly.

That was the beginning of the most beautiful relationship you ever had. You were glad it was with your best friend.  

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Thanks for requesting!

[jinki-ia]

Don’t stay alone || Koiki

Koichi was grateful that the other seemed to give him some space instead of asking too many questions, right now he was simply too tired to think of what he should and shouldn’t be saying. Unfortunately for him, it didn’t seem like his pile of lies was going to become any smaller even if he was far away from the mafia, since now he had to start covering up his entire identity. An easy thing to do.

“Thank you,” he thanked for the compliment, believing he’d catch on to the language quickly now that he was exposed to it on the daily. He finished his water and looked at the man when he spoke, managing a small chuckle at the correction he made to his own words. Right now Koichi would take anything really, whether it was a room only for himself or one that included a person or two. “I’d be more than happy to get a room,” he felt like he was going to crash any minute but he needed to shower first.

He was given a key and he took it, though he recognised the same trait in the other as he had; generosity. Koichi too would help people in this situation so he knew better than to offer to pay, though he would just leave a tip afterwards that covered the cost of the room. He didn’t want the man to lose business because of him. “You’re nicer than half the people I’ve met in my life,” it was meant to be a compliment but now that he spoke it out loud, it sounded sadder than he’d meant it to. He smiled sheepishly, feeling the weight of exhaustion in every limb.

“Well, I think the least I can do is tell you my name,” he said, taking his brand-new ID out of his pocket, sliding it across the bar. It read Katashi Yamamoto. “I’m Koichi. I had to get myself a new ID but I was thinking..” he hesitated, unsure if sharing this was the best idea but Yongguk already knew his real name and he had brought him here so this man must be trustworthy too, “I’m trusting you with this information because I was thinking maybe you can let me know if anyone comes here asking for Koichi Niiyama?” it wouldn’t hurt to have eyes around and if his real name came up, Koichi could prepare for whatever was to come.

Koichi was a stranger to Jinki and wouldn’t know it but the Shigofumi wasn’t in the business for the money, living for so many years he had more than enough to be comfortable. Being from the underworld he wasn’t tied to possessions like the humans were. He has his bar and bed and breakfast, he opened it to help others. He knew how much someone could be looking for a place to spend the night when the days get rough. 

Jinki furrowed his brows, he could just tell the person in front of him led a sad life. A comment like that wouldn’t come from someone who was happy and sheltered. And seeing his age, so young and full or hurt. 

He had to help

Jinki looked down at the picture and smiled ‘cute picture’ he glanced back at the stranger as he listened. He could only imagine who the other was running from. He could hear the hesitation. He reached over and placed his hand over the other and a warm smile. “Your secret is safe with me Katashi” he playfully threw a wink before pulling away. 

“I’ll keep an ear out, feed creatures enough liquor and they are bound to also start talking. So I’ll really know if someone is here after you. They won’t get to you” 

Mindlessly he grabbed another water bottle from the fridge and placed it on the counter. “Now I can practically see you falling asleep on me, head on up, the room is the third door on the right. “ He thought for a moment before adding “My door is the one directly down the hall if you need anything please just stop on by” 

He shooed the other while waving his rag. He should really lock up.

Don’t stay alone || Koiki

Koichi had seen and done many adrenaline-inducing things in his life but he’d never been so close to a heart attack, he was sure. When he got word that he really would be transported like cargo to Korea, he began to feel nervous before, during, and after the trip. At first, he was sure that his body would never stop shaking from the fear that something was bound to go wrong; someone would see him, he would be caught, and this would be the last thing he ever does.

But he ended up in Korea, safe and sound. He had nothing but a backpack with him with minimal things with the thought that he’d get himself new clothes there. Not that he’d ever owned much anyway, all of the money he earned usually went to the people in charge of him, tracking his every transaction.

He had been taking a little bit of the money he earned for a while now in case of an emergency or in case he was ever brave enough to consider escaping, that now proving to be a smart thing to do. He had also gotten himself a new ID with a new name and he would get a new card for himself upon arrival; sometimes having contacts through the mafia paid off.

Seeing Yongguk there when he arrived reassured him a little bit that perhaps everything would turn out well. Wherever he was about to take him, he’d follow. The place turned out to be a bar bed and breakfast, and with how many suspicious bars he’d been to back in Japan, he wasn’t even surprised that he’d be taken to one. He said yet another thank you to Yongguk before he left, having thanked him a million times already and there was another million coming.

He sank onto the barstool with a sigh, trying to even his breathing after the little exercise they had gotten on their way in, and let his bag drop. “Hi,” he greeted, tired, but still attempted to smile through the hurdle of emotions he felt. No matter how tired he was, he’d still always try to be polite. “Thank you,” he thanked for the water and opened the bottle, drinking half of it in one go. He was thirsty as hell. His hands still shook from the last bits of adrenaline in his body but he attempted to steady himself.

“I understand Korean better than I speak it,” he found it sweet that the other was so considerate, “so you can speak to me in Korean, I’ll respond in Japanese if I can’t find the words?” he wanted to learn the language since this was going to be the place he’d live hopefully for years to come. “And I’m- I’m fine,” he wasn’t completely sure if it was true or not; for the first time in his life, he was this far away from the life he’d lived. He had never done anything truly for himself only so he wasn’t sure where to even begin.

“I haven’t really planned from here on out,” he admitted, “actually, I wasn’t sure I’d get this far so..”

Jinki busier himself with cleaning up the bar as they spoke not wanting the other to feel like he was gawking at him. He could only imagine what the other has gone through, granted he didn’t know and Guk gave him little to no info on the matter. He assumed it was something dire if the other was running away from the Japanese Mafia, it’s not something easy to do. 

“Ah okay” the other offered a kind smile” Feel free to speak in Japanese, I’m a little rusty it’s been decades since I’ve been there but I still remember some of it, tho I will say your Korean is pretty good” he praised the other.

So they truly came here with nothing, it tugged on Jinki’s heartstrings now understanding why Guk wanted him to help smuggle him in. Jinki had to help. Wiping his hands on the rag and then throwing it over his shoulder Jinki hummed “Well it is very late and Guk is an idiot for running straight to the orphanage, the nurses are probably sleeping…anyways I have a place to stay if you’d like.” He offered, but with his own words rattling in his head, he realized what it must have sounded like to the other. 

‘Uh I meant like I own a bed and breakfast just upstairs” he added pointing up to the ceiling like that would prove what he was saying. “You are more than welcome to borrow one of the rooms for the night if you’d like”  

Turning his back on the other he grabbed one of the keys that were dangling behind the bar before holding it up for the other with yet another kind smile. “Free of charge, you’ve had a long scary day I’m sure.”

[jupiterswlrd]

Blood Is Thicker

tw:signs of an unhealthy relationship, sorta kinda big age gap (24 and 19).

You were innocent, well you made sure to pass off as innocent especially to your enemies and by all means your brother.

Your brother was especially overprotective when it came to dating. He wanted you to date the complete opposite of someone like him. You tried to, you tried to find somebody on your college campus who was like that but it just didn't work. Yongguk didn't like them either.

It didn't matter anyways.

You already have a boyfriend,your relationship was rocky sometimes but you loved him regardless. Jongup is one of your brothers most skilled workers, he got the job done and he got it done well. Maybe thats what you liked about him, how he gets what he wants easily.

Yongguk seemed to hate Jongup, if he saw you two together anywhere he'd always separate you two. He didn't trust jongup as if he wasn't working for him, which puzzled you.

"I don't recall asking.." Yongguk basically growled.

"Why can't I go?" You asked.

Yongguk sighed "You're a child, and I'm not letting you go anywhere with a criminal"

"Like you aren't one?" Yongguk slammed his hand on the table making you flinch. "You're not going to some party, I won't be at, you don't know who will show up" You rolled your eyes "Whatever" you muttered leaving his office. "I have a final tomorrow anyway" You lied.

You were 19 now not 9, you no longer had to listen to him even though he'd be hurt. Since you've been seeing Jongup, you've had to lie a lot more. Claiming college was getting in the way of you seeing your beloved brother when in actuality it was Jongup. He hated Yongguk just as much Yongguk hated him.

You walked into your room to see Jongup chilling on your bed texting whoever. "He said I couldn't go.." You mumbled with a scowl on your face. "Why are you listening to him again? You're grown remember?" You shrugged. "Its like you put him over me, as if he love's you. When its clear he doesn't" You rolled your eyes and let out a heavy sigh.

"Didn't I say stop that?"

"It's true, I don't know why you don't listen to me when I tell you I'm the only one that loves you"

"Maybe..." You nodded in realization.

"Good, so maybe you should get dressed for tonight."

"Maybe I should.." You whispered going into your closet and finding something to wear.

You held onto Jongup's hand as tightly as you could. You didn't recognize anyone at the party you were at. Jongup laughed as planted a kiss on your forehead "Chill baby, it's just a party. Just go sit down somewhere." He looked across the room at somebody and nodded. "I'll be back sit right here" He sat you down on a oddly damp couch. The stench of weed and liquor stung your nose.

You heard yelling, lots of it, and with yelling comes gunfire from where you're from so you automatically hit the deck. You watched as bullets painted the room and naked girls wrapped up in bed sheets run down the stairs trying to escape whatever was going on up there. You watched ass glass broke and more and more people fell down.

You frowned as you felt something wet run down your stomach. You looked at the white t-shirt you were wearing it was stained with red. Your body shook registering the pain. "JONGUP" You screamed paralyzed by the pain. You felt your vision blur and black dots clouded your sight. "Please" You yelled out weakly.

The last thing you saw was Jongup darting down the stairs with some girl. He took one look at you and cursed silently. He looked at you one last time before leaving the now shot up house.

Yongguk stood in the hospital waiting furiously, 3000 things running through his mind. He blew up Jongups burner and his regular phone with no response. He felt stupid for leaving you alone. He regret every single time he left you or ignored you or let you down.

Jongup walked in fronting a sad face. He walked in the through the automatic doors looking concerned. "Where is she?" He asked Yongguk. Yongguk smirked "More importantly, where were you?" He grabbed Jongup by his collar and dragged him to one of the private grieving rooms. He shoved him down into a chair and sat across from him. "Like I was saying," Yongguk took a glock out his pocket and looked up at Jongup who seemed scared.

"Oh you must have left your gun elsewhere, no problem" Yongguk chuckled. "I-i was in the b-b-bathroom"The younger stammered. Yongguk pressed the cold metal againist Jongups head "Wrong answer, try again"

"I said i was in the bathroom" Jongup said with more confidence. "Please, I can smell the perfume all over you" Yongguk shook his head "It's a shame to see my best worker go...but blood is thicker than water" Yongguk pressed the trigger but when the door opened he quickly hid it in  his pocket.

"Are you two the family of Y/N Bang?" The nurse asked

The two boys nodded.

"I have some bad news...."

[justkpopstuffinmyhead]

Yongguk - Honeymoon  ♥

Member: B.A.P’s Bang Yongguk Pairing:  MafiaLeader!Yongguk & Wife!You [Takes place right after Epilogue] Genre: Something short, fluffy and a bit smutty

I just felt like writing something short - really held back on the smut due to me not understanding tumblrs guidline change (anyone can explain) Please read Dangerously Innocent first before reading this!

Words: 2,180The two of you return to the tent where your wedding celebrations are currently taking place. Yongguk is holding your hand, keeping you close to him until you finally enter the tent, where he feels a bit safer, the walls of the tent were made of some sort of special fabric and really thick, to no allow bullets to go through too easily. You knew that this location was not the first choice for your husband – the tent has multiple openings and is not made out of real walls – another safety issue in his eyes. But you wanted this and he wanted to make your dreams come true and allow you to get married the way you always wanted to – despite marrying the head of a mafia clan. Yongnam runs towards you, a big smile on his face and – to your horror- chocolate all over his hands. Yongguk quickly catches him, before he can get said chocolate all over your shiny white wedding dress. “Hey big boy!”  He kisses the top of your sons head and turns toward you. Your heart still skips a beat whenever you see the two of them together, looking so much alike. It’s like Yongnam is a smaller version of your husband. “Daddy tired!” Yongnam whines and pouts. It’s already 2 hours past his bedtime and you look at Yongguk, who calls Melody. “How about the two of you go to bed?” He could see that the young girl was getting tired as well. Three Bodyguards accompanied the two children home and promised to keep you updated once they arrived home. You and your husband joined the crowd on the dance floor.

The hours flew by and after what felt like an hour, the crowd began shirking. You said goodbye to your parents, guests and lastly, the inner circle before Yongguk and you are left alone - if you deduct the three security men that were now following you into the small wood close to the beach. “Where are we going?” You ask Yongguk, who has an arm wrapped around your waist. “To the Honeymoon suite” He smiles to himself. Soon, a small house comes into view. “What is this?” You want to know and stop walking once you were pretty close. “It’s my present to you. Thank you for marrying me. ” He kisses you softly and you smile into the kiss, leaning your head against his. “I love you” you whisper and he hums softly at you. The two of you enter the house, leaving the security men outside. You look around inside the house, which seems to have two stories as well as a cellar. The A/C inside is on and running, keeping it nice and cold. From the outside, the house looked like it was completely made from stone – you couldn’t even remember if there were any windows, but from the inside it seems like it was mostly made from glass. You walk around the rooms, Yongguk following you around, watching you. “Do you like it?” You nod and stretch. “tired?” he adds and you nod again, kissing his jaw. “Let’s get you into the shower and then go to bed.” He takes you hand and kisses the ring on your left ringer finger. After a hot, relaxing shower you find yourself beneath the sheets of a comfortable bed, your dress discarded on the bathroom floor, along with Yongguks suit. Speaking of him, he is currently kissing the side of your face, holding your close to him, his hand resting on the small swelling of your baby bump – you were sure that you wouldn’t be able to hide it much longer, since you were showing quicker this time. “Are you feeling good?” He whispers into your ear, moving back to look at you. You nod and smile softly at him.  “I hope this was just as you had planned it to be.” Your now husband whispers and kisses your nose softly. You couldn’t believe that this man had killed countless men and women. His hand were so soft and light, brushing over your skin, going lower and lower, until they made you moan his name.  You looked at him in shock, not having expected his slender fingers to slide in without any warning. The look on your face made him smile a devilish smile, pulling the two fingers out and rubbing the wet digits over your lower lip. You pulled them in, sucking on them, making the man next to you gasp. He pulls the fingers out and kisses you. You roll him over and sit on his upper body, leaning down to kiss him , your lips wandering to his neck, leaving behind violet bruises on his skin, marking him as yours. “Y/N.” He gasps, you know that he is not used to you taking over. You look at him, the smile on your face almost sheepish as you slide down his body, your core gliding over his, making him gasp and moan as you kiss down his body. “God had I known that being my wife made you do this.  . . ” he couldn’t  end the sentence  because you suddenly sucked him into your mouth, tasting the saltiness that came with his arousal .  You carefully sucked on hi, making him fist the sheets tightly. “Babe” he gasped as you used your hand and bite the inside of his thigh, carefully sucking on the tender flesh, leaving behind more bruises. Losing patience, he pulls you up rather harshly and pushed you into the mattress, his eyes wild. He enters you without much of a notice, making you gasp and moan. His movements are sweet and slow first, but increase in speed until the two of you were close, his hand never leaving the bundle of nerves at your core. You scream out his name, praying that the house is soundproof.   The two of you came together, his body collapsing on top of yours, quickly rolling off you, in order not to suffocate you. He lays next to you, panting and pulling you into him. You curl into him, kissing his jaw as you watch him fall asleep next to you, his arm wrapped tightly around you.

[julietgang]

Primera Fic de B.A.P en español!

He publicado el primer capitulo de una fic que tenia hace tiempo escrita! Espero que os guste!!!

[cygnea]

mafia!Bangdae edit → requested by anon

[vjoongup]

Fire to a Lifeless Heart (Part 1)

Reader X Undisclosed (It’s not Jongup, I promise. NCT is here for a reason)

Info: A gang/mafia AU currently featuring B.A.P and NCT.

Current Warnings: Smut, Trigger Warnings, Graphic at times, many more. 18+.

Part One Contains: No warnings.

Notes (If you read the teaser you kinda have an idea): 

B.A.P, a very large and powerful gang, is now in your hands to take care of. You are no longer a Matoki, a well known name given, from other gangs, to the most elusive B.A.P agents. You are the new leader of B.A.P and your current goal is to avenge Yongguk and end the war between B.A.P and NCT, a rival gang, once and for all.

As an additional note, all B.A.P member appearances coincide with their looks (hair, tattoos, etc.) from their MV Skydive while NCT 127 member appearances coincide with their looks from their MV Regular.

"You're next in line."

You ignored Zelo, continuing to stare out of the office window. He sighed behind you. His frustration with you was growing and you knew it. You knew him too well to not notice the slight change in his tone of voice. Yet, you weren't ready to speak after the events from this morning.

"Yongguk would want you to pick up what he left behind."

You flinched. You scolded yourself mentally for showing a brief sign of weakness to him. Zelo immediately pounced at the opportunity upon seeing your shoulders tighten. "You don't have long to act. We're in the middle of a war. Eventually Himchan will be forced to call a meeting and you won't be invited."

You heard him leave after that, closing the office door behind him. Welcome silence cascaded into the room. You sighed heavily allowing your walls to fall if only for these brief moments. You knew what you had to do but you wouldn't be given another moment to mourn Yongguk.

The office still smelled like a mix of his cologne and the sweet-smelling candle occupying a corner of his desk. You were his right hand and you two had only recently become something more. Only five people knew this about you two. Zelo and Himchan were two of them. Youngjae, Daehyun, and Jongup were the other three.

Typically, another family member would take over, specifically a son, but no one else in Yongguk's family was involved in this life anymore and he didn't have a son or a wife. But he had you.

You straightened your white blouse and black pencil skirt before turning around to look at the office the way Yongguk left it one last time. His dark, modern style was something you also liked and appreciated. The dark wood flooring and glass tables complimented each other. The only decoration he had was the candle you gave to him as a gift. Everything else was an office necessity.

You could practically see him sitting there at his leather desk chair, looking at you with a cocked head and raised eyebrows. You shook your head trying to clear your thoughts and looked away, to face the bookcase on the far wall.

You couldn't cry. You weren't allowed the freedom to cry right now. You couldn't let anyone here see you with puffy, red eyes. In their mind, he was your leader and nothing else.

You moved swiftly with a newfound determination and strength. Your black high heels clacked on the floor and your high ponytail swayed freely.

If it's war our rivals, NCT, want then it's a war they will get.

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All eyes present were on you at the head of the extremely long black table. Even the elder men at the other end looked at you with a reverence you had only seen them give Yongguk. You were quickly realizing it was a look they reserved for their leader.

Your best and closest men personally, Jongup, Youngjae, Himchan, Daehyun, and Zelo, were currently looking at you with their undivided attention. Zelo and Himchan were the closest to you. Zelo was on your left and Himchan was on your right. Daehyun was seated next to Himchan and Youngjae was next to Zelo. Jongup sat on Youngjae's left.

The other leading agents, all younger than the elders, were looking at you a bit skeptical at first but when you took the time to stare into each man's and woman's eyes, they looked at you without any doubts in theirs.

"You all know why you're here." They nodded in unison. "I'm going to take Yongguk's place with Himchan as my right-hand man and my first action in this war is retaliation for killing Yongguk. However, -" Mouths that were beginning to open closed again at the darkening of your tone, "it will take time to achieve this retaliation because it will bring our rivals to their knees and not cost us any more lives."

Himchan was the first to speak up, "What's your plan, Y/N?"

Murmurs spread around the dozens of people here. You responded immediately, trying to hush them and squash any doubts. "Getting an agent of ours on the inside so they don't have ties to the leader or other NCT members."

Youngjae shifted in his seat. He was the second, only coming after you, go to agent when Yongguk needed someone to blend in but no one had successfully infiltrated NCT before. Your gang had converted people already in NCT, but you've never had someone infiltrate from the bottom up successfully. The members converted were too tied to the NCT members to carry out violent missions against NCT so they always preferred intel work. Therefore, the leader had been nearly untouchable...

"Who do you suggest go on the inside and how do you guarantee their life won't be taken?" Zelo was looking at you with narrowed eyes. He always saw right through you. It was one of the reasons why you were considering making him your second right hand man.

When you didn't respond immediately, the room became eerily silent and Zelo frowned at you, revealing his wariness. "We know our rivals only have males at the highest positions. We have only tried getting a male through our rival's network and even Youngjae couldn't do it. A female may be able to get through the network easier, but she will need to have conviction and be extremely skilled because she will undoubtedly catch their attention." You could almost see Youngjae's gears turning in his head as he looked at you with his mouth beginning to gape open. "Therefore, I suggest I perform this mission."

At first there was silence as everyone processed your proposal. This was the lightning before the thunder. Zelo sighed loudly, shaking his head just before thunder struck.

You heard Himchan over everyone when he spoke. "It's too dangerous for you."

Other comments you heard included, "We need you here!"

"Are you going to seduce everyone?"

"You'll die if you fail and we can't get you out in time."

You banged your fist on the table. The impact was almost loud enough to quiet all of them. "Enough!" Your voice carried over everyone. Their mouths slammed shut, all sensing the dangerous note in your voice. If you hadn't assured them of your authority before, this action did. The look in your eyes and on your face made it clear that you were not taking any bullshit. "We will vote on my proposal after having a civil discussion on it. Got it?" Silent nods answered you and you were able to lean back in your seat again. "Good." You slowly looked toward Himchan. "Himchan?"

He cleared his throat, adjusting the dark blue tie that matched his suit. "You're our leader now. You're a lot less replaceable so going inside our largest and most powerful rivals as an undercover agent is way too risky." He paused for a second. "However, I do have faith in your skill. If you were not chosen by Yongguk as the future leader and I was, I would insist you go."

You nodded to him, grateful for his last few words. "I hear your concern as well but as my designated right-hand man, you will carry out my demands and wishes while I'm not here like you have done before when Yongguk and I weren't able to. You know this business as well as I do so I trust your skill to stand in for me, Himchan, and to take over if I do fail. But I believe I can carry out this mission and I swear I will kill the sniper that murdered Yongguk in his own house and I will kill the leader of NCT to put an end to this war."

Your voice had grown louder with each word and the conviction in your tone sent goosebumps across some of the member's arms. Himchan respectfully inclined his head to you. He was one of the five that understood exactly where this conviction was coming from and he completely respected it now that he heard it in your voice and saw it burning in your eyes.

"How do you plan on advancing in their network and being successful?"

One of the elder men asked this question but you couldn't tell which one it was. You turned to Youngjae. Since he tried infiltrating before, you directed your own question toward him. "Didn't you participate in tests to find out where you should be placed in their network?"

He nodded diligently. "Yes. When you manage to contact them, you tell them you want to convert to their group. They will ask why and where you came from, if you came from anywhere. After that, they will meet you, blindfold you, and take you somewhere to participate in trials that test your skills. Your trials depend on how well you do for certain ones. It's like a game almost. You do well for one you unlock more."

You thanked Youngjae and spoke out toward the elder men. "Considering I am capable of sniping, I'm sure I will advance at least a little further up the ladder after doing these trials."

Youngjae nodded in agreement. He wasn't skilled at sniping but Himchan was your best sniper and he was also nodding in agreement and understanding. Zelo, the best marksman, didn't say or do anything which wasn't helping you acquire support. He just sat there looking at you with a blank expression, quietly listening.

"How are you going to get close enough to the sniper or the leader? The sniper was their best and no one even knows what the leader looks like. Do we even have his name or a name?" Daehyun's cautious and unique approach was valued by everyone. There was a reason he monitored missions more often than participating in them.

You smiled at him. "I might just be a little cocky, but I don't think it will be that hard to catch the sniper's attention once I reveal my skill. If I catch his attention and he's close to the leader then that makes my job easier. If he's not close to the leader then I'll just have to capture the leader's interest."

"And how would you do that?"

You smirked. "I'm sure word would travel about me. It did here."

Jongup spoke to you for the first time since yesterday evening. Your eyes met his piercing brown ones when your head swiveled in his direction. "Are you willing to seduce some of the men, including the leader, if you have to?"

Himchan, Zelo, Daehyun, and Youngjae looked at you now with stoic expressions. Although there was another meaning lying under Jongup's words others wouldn't notice, the physical exchange between the two of you was more readable than a book. It doesn't help that word about you two in the past got out and everyone at the table at least knew you had sex. And a lot of it.

You raised your eyes above his. Once again, your tone of voice darkened to set Jongup in his place. "Yes, I am more than willing to go to those lengths."

It felt like years ago but really it was only a year since you and Jongup shared a bed together for the final time. There was plenty of emotion behind it all but in the end, you both knew you weren't meant for each other in the long run. To this day, thoughts about that last night still make your heart beat a little faster. How could it not?

Jongup was the most dangerous man you ever met. That danger didn't leave the bedroom either. If anything, it became more pressing because both of you were exposed to the other. However, you had the exact opposite reaction of fleeing.

You took his cock any time he wanted you. The current dilation of his pupils only fueled what everyone was reading. It was obvious he wanted you right now after answering his question, a question that was actually a very serious one despite how vulgar it sounded.

"I would do anything it takes to end this war for all of you."

You looked at the five people closest to you. Jongup might not be family to you but he was a part of the group and that's what made him family. You may never stick your neck out for anyone like you would for these men. You would give your life for their safety. Just like Yongguk.

"Are there any more questions?"

Silence.

Himchan spoke, "All in favor of sending her on the mission please raise your hands."

Himchan's hand rose after he spoke. Youngjae's and Deahyun's hands followed. Then Jongup's and finally Zelo's, after much reluctance.

You smiled in triumph as the majority raised their hands. Only a few disagreed but they were greatly outnumbered.

"Congratulations, former Matoki." The eldest man at the other end inclined his head to you respectfully. "Your first quest as our leader is one no one has accomplished before."

[lexisnowangel18]

BAP Reaction: You are cute and small (Mafia au)

Yongguk: After a long and tiring day of running a mafia group, he couldn’t wait to get home. Not only was the work day done, but he got to go home to his cute little girlfriend. As soon as he closed the front door, and locking it, he heard footsteps rushing towards him. “You’re home!!!” you screamed and jumped into his arms. He easily caught your small body and smiled widely. “I love it when do this” He said, looking down at you. “I know!” You smiled at him, “That’s why I do it.” Yongguk kissed your forehead before heading to the kitchen with you in his arms

Himchan: When the sun rays hit his face, he slowly woke up and found your spot next to him empty. He looked around the room confused, but when he smelled food coming from downstairs, he smiled to himself. How did the 2nd in command of a mafia group ever get a cute girlfriend? Himchan went downstairs and saw you placing a plate of pancakes and a cup of coffee on the table. You looked up and smiled brightly. “I made you your favorite pancakes!” You squealed and bounced excitedly. He chuckled and gave you a hug. “Thank you for being the best girlfriend ever” He kissed your cheek. When he sat down to begin eating with you, he saw that his coffee was still black. He looked up at you and you blushed looking down, “I couldn’t reach the sugar...” Himchan broke out laughing right there.

Daehyun: You knew Daehyun was going to be out for a while so you decided to get some work done around the house. You put on one of his shirts, some shorts, and your hair back. With your favorite playlist on, you began cleaning the downstairs first. Within 30 minutes, the dishes were clean, the kitchen was clean, and now you were in the middle of sweeping the living room floor. Your most favorite song came and you knew you had to jam out to it. With the broom now a microphone, you began singing into it with all of your soul. Daehyun entered the living room in the middle of your “performance” and decided to stay quiet and watch you with a big smile. After being worried if a job was going smoothly, this is what he definitely needed. 

Youngjae: As the hacker of a mafia group, he was constantly on the computer to make sure no one got into their computers and saw their illegal work. He had been on the computer for about 4 hours and within those hours, you came in gave him some food, drinks, some snacks, and a blanket. You came in again and this time, gave him a back hug and kiss on the cheek. Before you left, Yongjae grabbed your hand and had you sit on his lap. He gave you a kiss on the lips before smiling at you. “How did I get so lucky to have a caring girlfriend that fits perfectly on my lap?” You giggled and kissed him again before watching him work.

Jongup: Many would describe Jongup as quiet, mysterious, reserved, and most of all hella scary. He sometimes got a kick out of killing people and never minded getting his hands dirty during a job. However, that all stopped when he met you. This small, cute, pure girl that he fell in love with. One night, after a long trade, he came in and was instantly greeted with the smell of chocolate chip cookies. Jongup went into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around your waist as you were putting the last batch on a tray to cool. You smiled at him, “I made enough for your team” You beamed. However, he shook his head, “They don’t get any. They’re all mine.” You giggled and feed him a cookie then kissed his cheek.

 Zelo: He was young when he joined the mafia and is still pretty young to this day. He went through some tough training physically, mentally, and emotionally. After all, you had to be prepared for anything in the mafia. However, no matter how strong he was, he knew he couldn’t last much longer. Zelo was watching his small girlfriend struggle to reach the mixing bowl while she stuck her tongue out and mumbled about how short she is. He broke out laughing and went over to hand her the bowl. “How long have you watching me!?” You asked as he handed you the bowl. “A while, you’re just so cute!” He chuckled as you pouted, which he kissed and now both of you were smiling.

[just-khh-scenarios]

The Dragon’s Lover: Chapter 6

Mirae’s POV

I start the engine of the car, and quickly drive away before anyone can see me. After pulling out from the circular driveway of the church, I come to a red light. For a moment everything stops, everything seems to be stuck in this specific moment in time. I look at my surroundings and eventually come to my senses. What am I doing? Even if I run away, where would I go? There’s nowhere in this world I can go that my father wouldn’t be able to find me, and even if I wanted to I can’t. I can’t run away. Everything I worked for would be all for nothing and running away from my problems is never a solution that I resorted to.

I make a U-turn and go back to the church, but not before making a quick stop at McDonald’s. I can’t escape from this wedding but I can sure as hell make them regret it. I pull up to the drive thru and order my food, as I pull up to the window to pay I see the worker look at me with shock and confusion. I look down and remember I’m in a wedding dress, and realize how absurd the situation might look. There’s an awkward tension in our interaction, and I pay and get my food without either of us addressing the elephant in the room.

After eating my food in the McDonald’s parking lot, which I found was more difficult than anticipated with the suffocating dress I had on, I decide that it’s time for me to go back to the church. I pull up to the driveway and see guards frantically searching for me. I park in front of the entrance and see some of the guards looking relieved at my arrival, while others wore a look of anger. I straighten myself out and made my way into the church.

At the entrance I spot my father talking with a few of his men and Himchan. I approach them as a look of relieve washed over my father’s features, which were quickly replaced by those of anger.

“Where did you go Mirae, do you know what time it is?” My father scolds me as Himchan stood next to him with the same lifeless expression he always wore.

“I went for a drive.” I answer and my reply only seems to anger my father more.

“Do you know how much troubled you’ve caused with your little adventure?” He contiues to scream, and I just roll my eyes.

“I’m back now aren’t I? Now are we gonna get this wedding started or should we wait for you to finish your breakdown?” I spit back. He takes a deep breath in and gives the order that the wedding will start to the guards surrounding him.

The large double doors leading to the wedding hall open and the next thing I knew I’m walking down the aisle with my father. The church is beautiful, a venue fit for a royal wedding. This is every girls dream, but in this moment I wanted nothing more than to be anywhere but here. After the never ending walk down the alter I come face to face with Yongguk, and my father gives him a quick smile before handing me off. I was surprised to see that Yongguk wasn’t angry, what was even more surprising is that he looked somewhat happy. Yongguk takes my hand and we face our attention to the priest.

Yongguk’s POV

At the sound of the wedding bells I was filled with rage. It would have just been better if she had run away, but instead she decided to waste my time only to comeback. I knew she was doing this to get under my skin, and it was working. When I turn around to see her walking down the aisle with her father all my anger seemed to disappear. She looked stunning, I knew she was beautiful, but today she was glowing. Even though the long veil covered her face, I could still make out her features. She wore a look of defeat on her face, although I should have been happy about it something in me felt bothered by this. Perhaps it’s because I wish she was here willingly, but I have no reason to have such desires.

I take her hand and give her a quick smile which she replies to by rolling her eyes. This only motivated me though, nothing in this world was out of my reach. That’s why I took an interest in her to begin with, because she wasn’t like the other girls that I was usually surrounded by. They would all fight to see who would accompany me, but her she didn’t want anything to do with me. One day I’d have her heart, and it would be sooner rather than later.

“Do you, Bang Yongguk take Kwon Mirae to be your lawfully wedded wife?” The priest asks.

“I do.” I answer without hesitation.

“Do you, Kwon Mirae take Bang Yongguk to be your lawfully wedded husband?” The priest asks. She doesn’t answer, leaving me to wonder if she’d come up with some gimmick to get herself out of this situation. She was unpredictable.

“I do.” She finally answers.

“With the power invested in me I pronounce you Husband and Wife, you may kiss the bride.” I look to Mirae and slowly remove her veil. Her face is now fully revealed, and she was even more stunning than that I could have ever imagined. I place my hand on her cheek and pull her in for a kiss. To my disappointment the kiss doesn’t go beyond a peck and she pulls away quicker than I had hoped.

We turn to the audience and give them a smile, as their cheers escort us out of the building. We enter my black Bentley, and in an instant we’re left with complete silence.

“How does it feel to be married Ms. Bang?” I smirk, glancing over at my new wife.

“Shut up and drive you son of a bitch.” I chuckle as I start the engine and drive off from the Church’s entrance.

[tokyohseok]

mafia¡yongguk | six

ANXIETY

one // prev.

“If I see the men behind the mask, I might not live in fear every waking hour,”

As you woke up from your heavy sleep, you felt the urge to stretch every muscle in your body. The moment you began to strain the muscles in your arm you were met with a piercing feeling travelling vastly throughout your limbs. Once you had become aware of one injury, several others began to follow. Your throat hurt from the immense amount of lemonade the previous night with no real means of hydration to dilute the bitter substance, your stomach was in knots due to the food you hadn't consumed, not to mention the pounding sensation in your forehead and heavy weight on your eyelids as a result of your pitiful crying.

Slowly and carefully, you raised your back from the bed, letting your weight rest on your elbows as they held you up. You sniffed once. Then again. Noticing the early symptoms of a cold coming on due to the empty feeling in your nose, you groaned in frustration, straightening out your arms and letting your body painfully land on the soft mattress beneath you. Intently, you stared straight ahead at the ceiling above and began to wonder: was anyone looking for you? Are you ever going to get out? You suddenly remember Yongguk mentioning your dad at one point, then a whole new array of questions flooded in. If it didn't ache too much, you would be jumping around on the bed in aggravation like a fish out of water.

For a while you remained feeling depleted and lifeless, letting the thick sheets drown you and your misery, but the moment three hollow knocks sounded from the door you jolted in fright. You didn’t say anything and you tried your very best not to even breath too loudly, you figured they would go away eventually.

“It’s Himchan,” you heard. Funnily, your nerves calmed very slightly but noticeably. “I’m coming in, make sure you’re decent in 1...2...3...” Slowly the door creaked open and the man poked his head through the gap. In the time he was counting down, you rolled on your side and hid in the covers, leaving a gap just big enough to allow you to breath. 

Quietly and cautiously, Himchan lightly treaded over to the end of the bed. First, he stared pitifully at your still terrified self and then spoke up again, “Can you let me see your scratches?” He asked as gently as he could. 

Thinking that pretending to be asleep would be the most effective method of being left alone, you refused to move a single muscle. Of course, Himchan wasn’t stupid like you presumed the others would be...so he didn’t buy it. 

“Either I can do it or Yongguk will insist he does it himself,” he sighed. “The choice is yours.”

Your blood was boiling over the loss of your pride – you had to do what these people told you to do, because there was always a harder option. Not having control over your decisions was one of the most infuriating sensations of this whole predicament, but being too afraid to fight against them only added fuel to the fire. Reluctantly, you folded the duvet over and sat up, straightening your arms for Himchan to observe. The moment he turned around from placing the bowl of warm water on the nightstand, he noticed the perfectly wrapped bandage.

“When did you do that?” Himchan asked, pointing at your arm.

You furrowed your eyebrows and mustered the courage to face his direction. Following the direction of his finger, you looked down at you arm. How didn't you notice? You wondered.

“It wasn’t you?” He assumed judging by the puzzled look on your face. The man shrugged, “Must have been Youngjae.” Since his services weren’t needed, Himchan began packing his things away. Just as he was about to leave, you called him back.

Seeing him confidently look in your eyes, you cowered.

With Himchan’s good sense, it was not surprise he suspected you had something to ask but were too frightened to ask it directly. Knowing this, he turned back around and faced the door. Thinking he was leaving, you sighed, believing you had missed your shot. But rather, Himchan just simply said, “ask.”

You hesitated for a moment, lifting your eyes once again but now only seeing the back of his head. You took a silent breath and finally spoke up, “were you one of the ones that put me in the van?”

He was thrown off by the unexpected question; he wondered why, of all things, you used your only ounce of courage to ask that. “You want to know who played what role?” Your silence was his answer. “Why?”

“If I see the men behind the mask, I might not live in fear every waking hour,” you confessed. Deep down you knew these people weren't planning to kill you – they needed you for something first. But the fear of the unknown was the root of your anxiety: not knowing whether the person dropping your meals off was the same person that mercilessly tied your hands behind your back and muffled your screams, or whether the one accompanying you in the room at that very moment was one of the three men you last saw before the van doors slammed shut.

“I could tell you their names, but you wouldn’t know who I was talking about, right?” You realised straight away what he was suggesting – you knew even before you had asked him. Of course you were scared, but it was even more terrifying not knowing.

“Show me,” you nodded, unsure but you needed to do this.

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