member: kris wu + the appearance of suho
summary: safely freeing you from suho’s grasp, he’s still deep in thought as to what would have happened if he had lost you.
genre: lil bit of angst + fluff + action
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previously: you were held hostage by suho, the rival mafia leader to kris. kris tries to figure where you are before time runs out for both of you.
with endless talking from suho, the heat in the warehouse was getting to you. your vision gradually became impaired and beads of sweat were trailing down your face. yet, you knew you had to do intervene all of this, whether you were going to get hurt in the process or not.
soon, suho left the room making you the only person in the area. “stay put, or else i will make sure you’ll be surrounded by a pool of blood,” he warned, attempting to scare you. now that he had left you an open opportunity, you tried to quietly manoeuvre yourself towards the table that the knife had been laying on all this time. not only that, but, you had eyed the gun on the table to which compelled you to remove the ammunition incase in the near future he decided to kill you with it.
after successfully grabbing it, you sneakily returned back to your previous position, acting as if nothing had happened. sticking to your instincts, you immediately try to cut the taut rope that had been restricting most of your movements. fortunately, you were able to remove it before he arrived. still placing your hands behind your back, you watched while he was stocking up his ammunitions and variety of weapons.
knowing that you had to avert him from commencing his plans to murder kris, you put up an act of yourself in pain. loudly groaning in feigned discomfort, you shut your eyes tightly. as the impression of footsteps nearing you got stronger, you clutched your knife tightly in your grasp before opening your eyes. within in a flash, you headbutted him and stood up, positioning yourself to defend from his imminent attacks.
hissing from the pain, he staggered backwards giving you the opportunity to kick him right in the diaphragm. having gotten the wind knocked out of him, he fell on his back, coughing intensely. slowly he got up and started throwing jabs towards you. being highly skilled with martial arts, you were able to block most of his hits and started to take the lead. however, the heat in the confined place was getting to you and you felt your body giving up on you.
the more you were trying to throw punches at him, the more energy was sucked out of your body. right when you were about to fall into a heap, you could hear the heavy and rapid movement of footsteps towards you. gradually the area got more boisterous with fighting occurring in the background accompanied by raucous grunts and roars. you could feel yourself in suho’s clutch with his pistol on your temple, close enough to slit your throat. trying to budge out of his grip, it was unsuccessful with your weak physique and his powerful strength.
“y/n!” kris yelled at the sight of you. he tried to advance towards suho but earned a threat. “come near her and she dies!” suho howled, causing kris to stop in his tracks. understanding the peril situation, he tried to pacify the impulsive suho. even though kris was persuading suho to put down the knife multiple times, it was getting to nowhere.
amidst both of them talking, you used all your force into knocking him backwards once again with your head. the knife that you had all along in your hands was now to good use for stabbing him. the movements had already tired you out, making you weaker than ever.
“it’s gonna be okay, you’re here with me,” kris cooed, embracing you tightly, then cradling you in his warm arms. you wrapped your arms around him, engulfed in the comfort of his body. carefully picking you up as if he was almost too afraid to break you in your fragile state, he carried you bridal style, still in a shocked and terrified state because he could’ve lost you, the person that he sought happiness from. the only one who wouldn’t abandon him no matter what. the one who was the sole source of his purpose to live. if he hadn’t arrived in time, what would’ve happened to you? blood on his hands, just like suho had said?
i had to repost this because it wasn’t supposed to be scheduled that day oops anyways, this scenario (pt.2 of bloodied up) is dedicated to @catching-the-galaxies who requested for a kris wu mafia au! it was my first time using this type of writing style, so i was a little bit hesitant to post this. but, i hope y’all enjoy this terrible piece of writing i don’t even know why i put this out when it’s terrible
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