Warnings: Swearing, Blood, Shooting and other Mafia stuff. Mentiones of Sexual abuse & trauma
Words: 1,236
A/N: IM A FREAKING PEOPLE PLEASER SO I’M NOW WRITING SOMETHING ELSE THAT IS IDOL PRODUCER RELATED - SORRY TO THE ZELO PERSONI’LL PUT YOURS ON THE LIST ♥
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
That night you wake up in a cold sweat – again. The memories of those few weeks haunt you and you don’t know how to shake them off. Yongguks fiancée told you to go look for her if something happens but you don’t think that it’s a good idea to enter their room at this time of the night as they are probably sleeping or doing other . . . more important things.
Your body feels hot – too hot in fact – and you push the covers off in a hurry and make your way to your door. Your naked feet are the only noise you hear in the hallway as you make your way down to Jongups room. On your way there, you suddenly find yourself standing in front of a tall figure; the young man that was with Jongup when they got you out of there – you just can’t remember his name. “Um . . .” You start and he just laughs at your confused face. “It’s Daehyun. Are you on your way to Jongup?” You look up at him in surprise and feel your cheeks and ears heat up. “Yeah.” You admit quietly. You now take time to study his face more thoroughly and notice that he really is beautiful. But in a different way than Jongup is. Daehyuns face is softer, gentler than Jongups sharp features. “In that case I won’t stop you from doing so any longer.” He steps aside and gestures for you to walk past him and towards Jongups room. “Thank you” Your voice is only a whisper and you quickly walk down the hallway, the surprising encounter calmed your running mind down a little bit, since you now feel safe as there are guards walking the corridors of the building. “He said it was peace.” You whisper to yourself as you face the panel and start counting the numbers until you reach the letters – 16,5,1,3,5. The door opens and reveals a dark room. “What do you want Yongguk? It’s 2 in the morning.” You hesitate in the doorway. “I can leave again if you want to.” Your voice is soft and uncertain and as soon as he recognizes it’s you, he jumps out of bed and walks over to you. “I’m sorry, I forgot that I gave the code to you. The only other person that knows of it is Yongguk.” He takes your face in his hands and raises your eyes to meet his. “Why are you here? It’s late at night.” He takes your hand and guides you to his bed where he makes you sit down next to him. He’s wearing only a part of sweatpants and you blush a deep red that even colors your ears in. “I had a nightmare and just. . I didn’t want to be alone.” He smiles at you and keeps your hand in his lap. “What was it about?” You hesitate but start telling him about everything as he holds you in his arms, his naked chest pressed into the side of your body. “He’s dead now. He won’t hurt you anymore. Let’s go to bed” Jongups jaw is tense and his eyes are closed as he takes deep breaths. “I will sleep on the couch. You take the bed.” He stands up and walks over to the couch where he takes one of the blankets and pulls it over him, not saying anything to you. “Good night.” You lay down on his bed and pull the covers over you, his smell engulfing you. “Good night.” You whisper into the darkness but he doesn’t say anything; even his breath is not audible. You toss and turn for a good hour until you are able to fall asleep. This time, however, your dreams are not filled by dark rooms and painful memories but by warm hugs and Jongups soft voice.
Days pass and you get the chance to talk to a therapist who shows you different kinds of techniques to calm yourself down whenever a nightmare hits you. She suggested different things but didn’t want to immediately diagnose you. She suggests you see her often in her office in town, even if you no longer stay at the mansion, since Yongguk will take over all costs for your therapy – a wish of his fiancée. You haven’t seen her in a while when you bump into her in the hallway on the way to get dinner. “I have a question.” You ask as you bite your lip. “What’s wrong?” She has a smile on her face - as always. You have never seen her unhappy and cannot imagine that this person has gone through a similar situation as you did. “I would like to go home.” You admit quietly and she stands still and looks at you with worry. “Do you not like it here?” Her smile turns into a slight frown and you immediately regret bringing it up. “I love it. I just. . I want to go home. I want to sleep in my bed I want to see my friends.” Her brows furrow and you walk up to her. “You won’t be able to meet any of us. Not me, not Himchan, not even Jongup.” You bite your lower lip- this is something you did not think about. “Why?” Your voice is a whisper. “We are dangerous. As long as you are here, we can keep you safe, but if you leave this mansion, it will be hard for us to do so – and being associated with us will make you a target.” She looks at the floor. “This is how I got kidnapped back then. I was mad and stupid and left – Not even 24 hours later they got me.” You swallow. “I just miss everyone. C-Can I meet them and stay here?” Your voice quivers because it is hard to imagine for you to be separated from Jongup. He is with you almost every night and visits you at least once every day. “It will turn them into targets.” She admits and you look at the floor. “I feel selfish for wanting both.” You admit and she hugs you softly. “I know. I wanted both, too, but I decided to let go of my family and friends. I love them a lot and would not want them to get hurt. But I also loved Yongguk a lot. It’s a decision you have to make. I can’t help you with it.” She looks at you with pity and turns to walk to the kitchen. “You want to leave?” It is disappointment that’s lacing his voice and making your heart hurt. “I-” You start. “No. Save your excuses. It’s better for you to leave. Being associated with us is not safe.” He tells you, his voice cold and distant. “Jongup. . . I just miss my life.” He turns away. “I understand.” But you feel like he doesn’t.
The next day you pack your bags and leave. You say goodbye to everyone and they tell that they’ll miss you and that you’re always welcome back, but you doubt that one person wants you back Jongup didn’t show up for bedtime. He left you alone in the darkness, so you decide to leave him. To leave him and heal and hopefully come back another day. Stronger, healthier and better.
Warnings: Swearing, Blood, Shooting and other Mafia stuff.
Words: 1,113
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Epilogue.
A/N: GUYS WHO DO YOU THINK I AM HOW COULD I KILL MY HUSBAND?!
Your POV
You are sitting beside Yongguks hospital bed, and now that you are thinking about it, you haven’t done anything else ever since they brought the two of you back. You still remember that day vividly.
“Please save him!” you screamed at Himchan, tears streaming down your face. You were in Jongups arms and looked at the doctor in panic. “I will. Don’t worry. He will be as good as new when I’m done with him.” He told you, but you could see the worry in his eyes. He didn’t believe himself.
“What do you mean I can’t see him?” You asked him. You were lying in a hospital bed, a drip attached to your arm. “He’s in something like an ICU. You will be able to see him tomorrow. We need to watch him for now” Himchan explained “But I need to see him. I need to know that he’s alive.” You stutter and tears start rolling down you cheeks. “I know Y/N. And you’ll be able to do so tomorrow.”You started crying heartbreakingly and fell asleep a short time later due to exhaustion.
Zelo is currently taking care of internal affairs, Youngjae, Daehyung and Jongup as well as a few other bodyguards – you think that one is called Shown –are keeping everyone safe, Himchan is taking care of everyone who got injured during the mission and Yongguk is still unconscious. He lost a lot of blood and his body needs time to recover. At least that’s what Himchan keeps on telling you.
Back when they first brought Yongguk out of the ICU they wanted to put you into separate rooms but you insisted that you would probably go crazy without Yongguk. The first 5 days, you spent mostly asleep, eating or drinking. Apparently you had lost 12 kilograms and were severely malnourished and dehydrated. Your inner organs are unharmed, but you had several broken bones and ribs.
On the 6th day you were able to walk for a bit – your legs were mostly unharmed - , but you were still weak. “You need to rest more Y/N.” Himchan scolded you and you just ignored his words. “I will. I just want to be with him” He accepted that and you sat down next to Yongguks bed.
That’s where you spent you time for the next 7 days. While your health increased day by day, there was almost no change to Yongguks state.
That day was one of those days. “You know, I’m getting scared Yongguk. I want you to become better. But I’m scared you won’t and I will be unable to forgive myself if you won’t wake up. . ” You were sitting in the chair they had brought you. It was fluffy and comfortable and when you asked Zelo why they had brought you that chair, he told you that Yongguk had asked him to take care of you if something would happen to him. “I regret everything. . .”You told Yongguks still form. “I left you because I was scared that you fell out of love with me. That you stopped caring.” You sighed and brushed his cheek. “You know, when I first met you I was so, so scared. When you sat next to my hospital bed you looked so intimidating. But only a few weeks later you were in my house and needed me. And then you were in my bed. And oh my god you looked so handsome. I think I fell in love with your face that day and with your soul. One moment you were a badass mafia leader and just a few seconds later you turned into the soft Yongguk that would cuddle me to sleep. And leaving you hurt so fucking bad. I cried so much. And later, when they had kidnapped me I cried more because I should have listened to you.” You took his soft, pale hand. His skin was so unnaturally pale. Usually he had a soft tan but now he looked ashy. Your lips touched his knuckles and you felt yourself hiccupping. “I’m so fucking scared.” You started crying and tears fell from your eyes to his cheek. You overheard the knock on the door and didn’t notice Himchan entering the room until you felt his hand on your shoulder. “Y/N. . .” His voice sounded sad. You looked up at him and he squeezed your shoulder. “He will wake up soon. Just give him some more time. . ” You hiccuped once more. “I want him to wake up now! I’m so scared Himchan. .” He crouched down to you and smiled. “He will soon. And then you can go back to his room and I can take care of him from there.” You shook your head. “Show me how to take care of him!” You plead with him and he nodded thoughtfully. “It would really be of help to have you take care of him. He doesn’t really listen to me but it seems like he listens to you.” He thinks about it for a second and nods to himself. ”I will show you. But it will take a lot of time until you can take care of someone in his state on your own.” You nodded thankfully, tears still running down your cheeks. “I will do everything I can!” You exclaim and over the following two weeks he took you with him to visit the injured. He was surprised by how quickly you could learn everything and at the end of those two weeks he let you stitch up Youngjae, after he got shot in a small incident. “You’re doing incredible Y/N.”He patted your back and you smiled to yourself.
It has been a month since they got you out of Black widows hand and Yongguk has yet to wake up. You pray every day to someone that he needs to wake up and today – 34 days later - it is time. You sit next to his bed and tell him about your day. “That sounds amazing babe.” A dark, hoarse voice says and you jump up to see Yongguks eyes look at you. “Yongguk!” you lean over his body and brush his cheek. “You’re awake.” Your tears fall onto his cheek and he closes his eyes again.
Over the next few weeks he would wake up every now and then. Every time he would stay awake for longer and talk to you about nonsense. You wanted to wait a little longer until you would talk to him about the two of you. About what you would do in the future. If there would be something like an “us” between the two of you.
Warnings: Swearing, Blood, Shooting and other Mafia stuff.
Words: 1,451
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Epilogue.
You wake up later that night, covered in sweat and shaking because of the nightmare you just woke up from. Checking the side of your bed, you note with disappointment that Yongguk left your side and that he must have left a while ago since the bed is now cold. Crawling out, you make your way to the door until you realize that your body is naked. You remember what you did last night and blush a bright red. Two minutes later, you are dressed in an oversized shirt and tight leggings and return to the door, quietly twisting the knob. Sleeping without Yongguk seems to trigger your nightmares, so the only thing your tired mind can think of right now are his strong arms wrapped around your waist.
You walk down the dark hallways and when you’re about halfway to his room, when hands wrap themselves around your neck and mouth. The heavy smell of that persons perfume or aftershave tells you that it’s not Yongguk or any of the people from his inner circle. You try to scream and kick the person behind you, but unfortunately the man - you guess it is one by the built and smell – presses his hand closer to your mouth. Panic bubbles up in your body and your breath is coming to quick. Too flat. Not enough oxygen is reaching you lungs and you see the corners of your vision turn black. You fight the urge to just give in and sink down into the numbing darkness. As you are trying to control your breathing, you feel the person stiffen for a second. You guess that this isn’t how he planned this to go down. You use this small moment of confusion to twist your body slightly to your right and ram your elbow forcefully into the man’s stomach. The stranger lets go of you and your first reflex is to gasp for air, while your mind tells you to “scream as loud as you can!” and you comply. Just a second later you start screaming as loud as you can and everyone else in the mansion – including Yongguk – must be able to hear your scream. The man in front of you – green eyes, brown hair, tan skin and a scarred face – stares at you, almost disappointed. “You shouldn’t have done this.” He pushes up the sleeves of his black pull over, revealing a black gang tattoo on his forearm, and slams his fist into the side of your face, shutting you up immediately. You fly to the floor, the impact catching you of guard, but it is already too late. You hear people running and shouting, the familiar voices of Daehyun and Youngjae are amongst them. They end up standing just a few feet away, looking at the scene in shock. Your attacker quickly collects himself and lifts you up, wrapping an arm around your neck and depriving you of the much needed oxygen. This time it wasn’t your panic, but the arm pressing against your windpipe. Everyone stands still, when heavy steps are making their way through the small crowd. Your attacker stiffens when he sees Yongguks dark eyes fixed on you. He’s wearing loose pants and a long, black Shirt and you think that he must have been awake. “You must have a death wish.” His dark voice rumbles when he takes one step closer to you, resulting in the arm around your neck tightening, making your vision turn black at the edges once more. You release a strangled sound and the man behind you chuckles. “If I were you I would let go... NOW” Yongguk looks scary, his voice is now loud and everyone except for you and your attacker jumps in surprise. The arm loosens for a second and you gasp for air, but then he muscles tighten again and you are now completely unable to breathe. Your vision turns black and when Yongguk notices that your body goes limp, he moves fast. A few seconds later you are in Daehyuns arms and Yongguk is on top of your attacker, throwing punches at him. “Yongguk” you whimper and your scared, breathy voice must have reached his eardrums, since his movements halt and he turns around. Yongguks eyes are wild for a second, but when he sees your hands on your neck, your fingers brushing over the soft skin that slowly turns blue and his eyes turn soft. “I’m not done with you” he whispers, shooting one last glance to the stranger before he stands up, putting all the pressure on his uninjured leg. Zelo hurries over and helps Yongguk stand up, and the moment the older man stands upright, he shakes of the helping hands and limps over to you, taking you from Daehyun’s arms and wrapping you up in his own. “Y/N. . .”It is only a whisper but it makes you let go of all the pent-up anxiety, resulting in large tears rolling down your eyes. You are shaking now and the gentle giant wraps himself around you, whispering soothing words into the shell of your ear. When he realizes that you won’t calm down any time soon, he starts barking out commands to the others. They drag your attacker out of your sight and a few minutes later you are left alone with Yongguk. “Let’s get you to my room.” He whispers and glides his hand over the curve of your butt and to the bend of your knees, lifting you up as if you weight nothing. Then he carries you over to his room where you originally wanted to go. “Why were you outside of your room?” Brown eyes look down at you and you open your mouth, but cannot seem to find your voice. Hiccups are escaping every now and then, echoing through the empty halls. You feel the soft fabric of Yongguks blanket beneath your skin and watch him kneel down in front of you as well as he can. “Your neck is turning blue . . . So is your cheek” he brushes over the bruising skin and looks into your eyes. “I woke up. . From a nightmare” you close your eyes momentarily before continuing “And you weren’t there. So I started looking for you.” Your voice is only a whisper. Yongguks eyes are full of affection, as he takes your hand in his and kisses your soft knuckles. “You did great Y/N” you feel his breath against you skin as he says those words. You softly pull on his hand and he stands up, his movement extremely slow. “Let’s try and sleep some more.” He takes off his uncomfortable pants and lies down next to you, wrapping himself in the soft blanket, waiting for you to join him. You decide that your pants need to leave as well as you shirt, wanting to feel his skin against your own so they soon accompany his clothes on the floor. The blanked is already lifted up and you only need to crawl beneath it. Yongguks hand strokes the curve of your butt softly, his lips finding their way to yours and pressing soft kisses onto your smiling ones. “I’ll make sure that bastard will never be happy again.” He mumbles against your lips. Your eyes flutter open and you see the rage in his stare. The usually well-collected mafia leader is burning with anger. “Don’t use your energy on him.” You whisper back and lift both your hands to cup his cheeks. His stare softens again and he kisses the tip of your nose. “He hurt you. He deserves to be punished. They should know that I’m not joking around with you. They need to know, that everyone who touches you will have to deal with the consequences of it.” You smile at his words and carefully shake your head. “And now we need to sleep, okay? And just so you know. . You are definitely not going to work tomorrow” You nod carefully. “I guess it wouldn’t be the best idea. I’m just… Scared that they will fire me” He frowns at you, nodding carefully. “Don’t worry. You won’t need to worry about money anymore. Ever again.” He assures you. You smile at him lovingly. “I want to go to work.” You voice is only a whisper. “We will talk about this issue later. You need to rest for now. Your cheek probably stings.” He presses a kiss to the bruising spot and lays down next to you, pressing your body into his. “Good night.” His lips are brushing against your ear, as he whispers those sweet words to you, his warmth lulling you in, making you fall asleep immediately.
Warnings: Swearing, Blood, Shooting and other Mafia stuff.
Words: 1,940
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Epilogue.
It all started with an accident. Just a coincidence. You were at the wrong place at the wrong time. Or was it the right place and the right time? You are just walking down the street after buying something at the grocery store when a person dressed in all black brushes past you, ripping the plastic bag from your fingers and spilling its contents all over the street. The person stops abruptly and looks at you- and that’s a big mistake. Heavy footsteps are behind you and you turn around to see who is apparently following him since he seems to be running from someone, when you suddenly feel an arm wrap around your neck and the cold metal of a gun pressing against your temple. Your pulse speeds up as you look at two young, beautiful men. Almond eyes, one of them has dark hair and one of them bleached blond hair. They are slim but don’t look fragile at all in their black dress shirts and matching pants. “Oh come on” the blond one says and cracks his knuckles “Pulling an innocent bystander into this? You know Mr. Bang won’t like this” he says and pulls out a shiny black pistol. The other man has a fox like face with a sharp jawline and his eyes are clear and his hand is silently hovering over his pocket where you could see the shape of another gun. The street is empty and you are currently in a relatively bad neighborhood so even if you would scream people would probably just ignore it. “Let this poor girl go and you will make it out of this alive. . maybe.” The blond says and aims his gun at you. . Or the person behind you. You aren’t quite sure. When the man behind you doesn’t let you go you hear a sigh and then a loud bang followed by a sharp pain in your ankle and the hand around your neck is gone immediately “Well done Dae you hit her.” You hear another voice say. It has to be the brown haired man. You fall to your knees and look at your ankle. There is blood. So. So much blood. You feel black creep in on you vision but try to fight it – Unfortunately you aren’t strong enough and you feel your body go limp before the darkness consumes you.
“What did I tell you?” A dark, angry voice says. It is raspy and velvety all at once and has to belong to someone of power because the voices that reply sound sheepish. “Not to pull anyone else into this” they say in unison. You recognize them as the two men that were following your kidnapper. “And what did you do?” The dark voice doesn’t leave them any time to reply “You shot an innocent girl!” “It is only a graze! And it also wasn’t us who pulled her in-” the voice belongs to the blond one. “I don’t care. Now we have to make sure she won’t tell the police” The dark voice says cuts his excuses off and a wave of fear rushes through your body. The beeping that you haven’t noticed until now speeds up and you hear heavy steps walk over to you. “She can hear us” Your body reacts to the velvety voice without your permission, your heart calming down again and you now have goose bumps all the way down your arms and legs. “I will take care of this Yongguk” the fox-like man says but the dark voice- Yongguk? - Only takes a deep breath. “You take care of this piece of shit that pulled her into this.” The order doesn’t leave any place for discussion and two pairs of feet leave the room. Now you are left alone with the stranger and his dark intriguing voice.. “What are we going to do with you?” He asks himself and sits down on something. It has to be a plastic chair as you can hear its feet screech on the floor. You are once again consumed by darkness but only to wake up after what feels like a second. Your eyelids flutter open and you carefully look around. Next to your bed is a sleeping man that can only be described as beautiful but even this feels like an understatement. Rough but beautiful. His hair is a soft, curly, dark brown mess, his skin is clear and looks as soft as silk and his eyes –despite being closed- look like they are sharp and clever. His lips are full and look unusually soft for a man. Next to the corners of his mouth are small wrinkles that indicate that he laughs a lot. His neck is long but slim and suites his tall body just perfectly. He is wearing a white dress shirt that is slightly see-through and gives you a glimpse of a tattoo that seems to reach from his left shoulder to his right one. It looks complicated and there are definitely letters in there but due to the fabric of his clothes. His long slim legs are clad in a black pair of pants. He looks slim but muscular and would definitely clean up well in a suit. Just as you are done studying him, he opens his eyes and stares directly at you. His almost black eyes seem like they hold no warmth in them but they suit his beautiful face perfectly. “Fuck” he mumbles to himself while stretching. His voice was unusually deep while he was awake but now, shortly after waking up, it is raspy and even deeper. “I hope you haven`t been awake for long.” He says while sitting up straight, his posture oozing authority and leans forward, resting his muscular arms on his knees. “Are you alright?” Asking this seems ridiculous since you are currently in a hospital bed with a shot wound on your ankle but you still nod as you try to get into a sitting position and immediately realize that - in fact- you are not alright. You gasp in pain and rest backwards on your forearms. “That is going to hurt for a little longer. But our doctors will take care of you.” The beautiful man tells you and lays his head to his side. “What’s your name?” He asks and you pant out your name. Your ankle still feels like it is on fire and you would give a kidney to make it stop. “Y/N it is. . .” he says thoughtfully and looks at your leg. “You should rest” A recommendation that seems stupid to you, because what else were you supposed to do? But you just ignore it and watch him as he stands up. “We will talk about all this later.” He motions around and leaves the room quickly, leaving you behind with even more questions. People come inside and leave your room again. The one who shot you – Daehyun - and his fox-like partner – Jongup- come in to say sorry. They are even more handsome than you remember them but can’t quite compare to their leader. You are overwhelmed with everything happening and just quietly nod and answer the questions they ask with a small nod or a shake of your head. After a few minutes and awkward silences they leave again and soon after, a man with brown hair and a soothing but silly smile comes in. “How is my patient doing?” He asks you and pulls back the blanket from you injured ankle. “This looks really good. You are an exemplary patients. Other than a few others in this building.” He mumbles to himself. “I’m Kim Himchan. I am you doctor in here. And since you are doing so well we can finally move you to a nicer room.” Adding this he makes his way over to a wheelchair - that you haven`t seen yet –and rolls it to your bed. Himchan helps you into it and stands behind you to wheel you to your new destination. “Where are we going?” You ask and look over your shoulder at your nice doctor. “We are going to see Mr. Bang.” He says cheerily and you look ahead again, nervous as to whom exactly this “Mr. Bang” is. When you come to a huge pair of heavy wooden doors, two men with short black hair, which can only be described as a military cut, and similar looking suits immediately stand up and open them for you. Inside the room is the beautiful man, sitting at a solid wood desk with beautiful decorations on it. Today he isn’t dressed in a white shirt but in a wine red one. He looks up as you enter and gesture for you to sit in front of him. “I will take care of her from now on” he says to Himchan who just leaves the room again without arguing, the heavy doors falling shut behind him. “How are you doing?” Mr. Bang – Yongguk? – asks and looks at your face. “You look exhausted” He adds almost worriedly and you nod. Your eyes are heavy and you feel the well know tiredness behind them. “My ankle is better. But I’m exhausted.” He nods and looks you in the eye. “You know that you can’t talk about meeting us. About knowing us. It would not only be dangerous for us but for you as well.” He says and waits for your answer. “Do you understand what I’m saying?” He raises his voice and makes you flinch. You nod quickly and look at him, now feeling nervous. He rubs his forehead and runs his hand though his hair in distress. “We will keep you here until your ankle is better and you will come back to get your stitches removed. After that you will act like you do not know us. If you see any of the people you met here on the street you will ignore them. If you are asked by anyone you will say that you fell and cut your ankle on a stone. If we find out that you did talk about us – and believe me, we will – you will deal with the consequences” he informs you strictly and you just nod and whisper a small “Yes.” He then stands up and wheels you out of there, along the dark wooden halls and into a lovely black and white room. “You’ll be staying in here. You won’t leave. There is an en suite bathroom over there” he points at a door “your doctor will come over once a day to check on you.” And with that he leaves and everything was exactly like he said. Once a day Himchan comes in to check on your foot and you would soon look forward to those times. Himchan is nice and it feels good to talk to someone like him. This continues for five days. You would have lost track of time ages ago if not Himchans daily visits. After those five days he checked your stitches once more, telling you to come back a week later to get them removed, and Jongup, who doesn’t say a word to you on your way back brings you home. You don’t know how he knows where you live but you also don’t dare to ask. As you leave the black car with those tinted windows Jongup immediately speeds off, not giving you enough time to say “Thank you.” You enter your house, ready to leave this incident behind and continue your life as you had before. At least that is what you planned to do. .
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Epilogue.
A/N: This isn’t necessary for the plot, since it’s basically smut. But Let’s be real, I can’t suddenly turn a mafia leader into a saint. So If you don’t feel comfortable with the smut, I’d love it if you’d come back later next week for the next chapter. Otherwise - Enjoy ;3
You can feel the fabric of his bandage on your thigh and his hardness against your hip. “Yongguk” the whimper leaves your mouth involuntarily. “I know babe.” He replies, panting. You can feel a strange, wet sensation between your legs and you know that you need him to touch you there. “Yongguk please. . ” You say breathlessly and he presses a sloppy kiss onto your neck and starts to suck on the tender skin. You gasp and lift your hips up and feel his hardness against your core, immediately feeling better but also wanting more. “Calm baby.” Yongguks dark voice whispering into your ear doesn’t calm you at all. He rests his hand onto the side of your hip and presses it back into the mattress, only to press his hips against yours. You had never been a girl that would go this far this easily but everything with Yongguk felt so right. Nothing felt rushed or pressured but just right. As he trails kisses down to your collarbones, he pushes the fabric up your body and over your head. Your panties are soaked by now and you want him to touch you there so bad that you move your hand down your body only to be stopped by Yongguks hand. “Patience, baby.” He takes one of your fingers into his mouth and sucks on it carefully and it feels like he has a direct connection to your core because you feel a pull which makes you gasp for air again. “Aren’t you a naughty little girl?” He whispers and kisses his way along your arm to your collarbones and then down between your breasts to your stomach where he stops for a brief second to look up at you. “Are you sure?” He mumbles, pressing a kiss to your belly button. The way he looks at you makes your inside melt, like you’re the most precious person in his eyes. You sit up and lean down to him to kiss him carefully. “I am Yongguk.” You whisper quietly and he kisses you back. “Okay.” His dark voice makes you smile as you lean back again, your hands in his hair. Yongguk continues his trail down until his lush lips are hovering right over your center of lust, only the lace fabric of your panties separating you. “You are so wet for me Y/N.” His voice seems even deeper now and when his breath touches your wetness you take a deep, shaky breath. One of his hands makes its way up your leg and touches the lace panty and tears it into shreds. The cold air touching your core is immediately replaces by his lips and you gasp for air when you feel his tongue on your skin, working skillfully, driving you crazy. His name is on your lips, his hands in your hair as he drives you to the point of no return. “Come on baby. Let go for me.” You hear his voice in your ears and you let go, whining, whimpering and screaming out his name. Your mind is clouded and you can only feel his soft lips on your skin and you hands in his hair. He kisses his way back up and looks at you, licking his lips in the most sinful way possible. When you realize what you just did with him your face turns bright red and you cover it with your hands. “You weren’t shy just a few seconds ago babe.” Yongguk whispers and carefully removes your hands and kisses your lips carefully, his hardness resting on your hip again. “You were so beautiful when your came.” He whispers and you just let out an embarrassed squeal. “Yongguk!” He laughs quietly and kisses the top of your nose. He is now back to being the sweet person he always is with you but you could still feel his arousal. Your hands made their way down to his pants and you carefully took it in your hand, the fabric being the only thing between your hand and his naked member which was way bigger than you could have imagined. “Are you for real?” You ask and he bursts into laughter. “That is not the reaction I imagined” His laughter was short lived when you make your way into his boxers and wrap your hand shyly around his thick, long member. Yongguk could sense your uneasiness and lifts your chin up to meet your face. “Have you ever done this before?” He demands to know and you shake your head no, feeling even more embarrassed now that he knows. “Are you sure you want to?” You nod and he lies down on his back carefully, not to scare you. “Remove my pants.” His voice is shaking and you do as you are told, his member now demanding your full attention. “Take it in your hand and move it up and down.” The skin of his shaft is soft and you move your hands up and down, wrapping your hand around it a little tighter when you notice his moans. “Do you want to try to take it in your mouth?” This suggestion catches you off guard and your movements halt for a moment. “You don’t need to. I won’t force you. You can also stop whenever you want.” He assures you and you look up at him. He is breathing heavily and fisting the sheets of his bed, staring down at you with lust in his eyes. “I want to try” you whisper and he runs his hand through your hair. “Just take the head into your mouth and. . . use your tongue” he says, his cheeks are now turning red in embarrassment. He probably never had an inexperienced girl in his bed and never had to do this before. Your lips touched the tip of his head and you carefully take it into your mouth, tasting something slightly salty. Your tongue carefully touches his skin and you courageously decide to take him deeper into your mouth. Moving your head up and down, you use your tongue along his shaft. “Y/N I’m about to. . ” He gasps when your teeth slightly touch the sensitive skin of his dick. You know what is about to happen. “If you don’t stop now. . .” you keep going until he cums into your mouth, quickly trying to swallow everything. Yongguk rests his head in the pillow and you lean back to look at him. His eyes are closed and there is a smile on his lips while sweat is covering his temple. His eyes suddenly open and he smiles a big gummy smile at you, admiration evident in his eyes. “Wait a second” Yongguk is making his way out of the room and into his bathroom, only to come back with a warm cloth covering his hand. “Spread your legs” You do as he tells you to and he carefully cleans you up. You gasp for air, still feeling sensitive and he just smiles to himself. When he is done he throws the cloth into the laundry basked and lays down again in his bed. “Come.” He whispers and you lay down, your head on his naked, tattoo covered chest, your fingers drawing invisible patterns onto it. The blanket is covering you two up until his waist and his arm is wrapped around you. You yawn and stretch you heavy limbs, cuddling deeper into the soft blankets. “Go to sleep, Y/N.” He whispered and you nodded, pressing deeper into his side and falling asleep.
Warnings: Swearing, Blood, Shooting and other Mafia stuff.
Words: 2,376
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Epilogue.
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Time crawls by. Your day starts with an annoying customer, calling and complaining about the quality of your product. You tried to console him and refer him to the shop he bought the product in since your company is only the manufacturer of the product but he didn’t want to listen. After that it only went downhill. Your colleague messed something up and now you have to fix it. Your shift ended 10 minutes ago and except for your boss and another colleague you usually don’t talk to, since she only spreads gossip, you are alone in the office. You don’t hear the door open and the steps carefully walking towards you. As he carefully puts his hand on your shoulder you jump and accidentally push your stapler off you table, immediately gaining the attention of the two other people in the room. You turn around to see Yongguk towering over you, his eyes looking at you with admiration. “Why are you not out yet?” He asks and you colleague is obviously listening. When Yongguk tries to crouch down, his face showing discomfort and his hand resting on his injured thigh, you quickly stand up to stop him from doing so. “I need to stay a little longer. I still have something to do.” You say and he does something you would have never imagined him doing. He pouts. His lower lip is pushed out a little bit as he tries to act cute, but his deep voice ruins the entire picture and only makes you smile. “I need to finish this. I really do. You can wait here or just go home already. Youngjae will bring me home safely.” Telling him this only makes him pout more and he takes a chair and sits down next to you. “You won’t go home with Youngjae. I’ll wait.” You sit back down and keep working on your papers, feeling Yongguks stare on you. After about 20 minutes you look up to see him asleep, his elbow resting on the table and his head in his hand.
Annie, your coworker who likes to gossip, comes over. “Y/N! Who is that!?”She asks loudly, immediately waking Yongguk up. He looks around irritated and turns his head to see your colleague . ”This is. . ” You start and hesitate, not knowing what Yongguk exactly is to you. “I’m her boyfriend, Yongguk.” He explains and looks at Annie. “Hi Yongguk. I’m Annie” She answers and bats here lashes, obviously trying to flirt with him, despite just finding out that he is taken. “Hello Annie” Yongguk replies in his dark voice, boredom obvious in it. Annie stepped closer to him, trying to get his attention. Your heart starts speeding up and jealousy fills your every cell. Yongguk immediately feels the change in your demeanor and moves his gaze to you, immediately interested into what is happening. As soon as he realized you are jealous he breaks into a huge smile, showing all his teeth and even his gums. Now it is your turn to pout. Annie lays his hand onto his shoulder but he just shakes it off, standing up – and again resting his hand on his injured thigh for support – and pulling you up with him. “I’m taking you home” He says, still smiling. His smile can be heard in his voice. “But I need to finish my work.” You argue weakly. “Take her home ,Yongguk” You forgot that you boss is in the room. Yongguk turns to the new voice and just nods at her. “Thank you” He says and wraps an arm around you waist, not even sparing a glance at Annie and guiding you out your office. “You are jealous.” He states, leaving no room for discussion. You stopped walking and startle him by with your sudden stop and turning to you to see you staring at him. “What’s wrong Y/N?” He asks, his smile faltering. “I`ve never been jealous. Would you be jealous if a man was talking to me?” You ask, trying to make sense of all of this. “I wouldn’t.” He says to you surprise and you look at him, almost feeling upset. “Why not?” You ask, your voice showing your emotion. “Wouldn’t you be jealous if I wore short clothing and men would be staring at me?” You ask again and he shakes his head no once more. “I wouldn’t” he explains, stepping closer and gabbing your face by the chin with one hand, tilting it up, making you look at him. “I wouldn’t be jealous because I know you would not do anything with them. I know that you belong to me and that those men have nothing on me. If they would still try to talk to you I would show them that you are mine.” He tells you, making you shiver and kissing your lips softly. He looks at you, a half smile on his lips. “Let me take you home. You probably haven’t eaten all day.” He says and you blush, agreeing to him. “I forgot because of all the work I had to do.” The walk to the big, black Jeep is short and Yongguk helps you climb into the back of the car, quickly following and pulling the door shut behind him. “Back home” he instructs the driver and put first yours and then his safety belt on. “Have you planned anything for today?” You ask him, turning towards him in your seat as much as you can. “I have another meeting at 7 with some of the others. Afterwards Himchan has to change the bandages on my leg. You should have him look at your foot as well. I will send him to your room after dinner. . ” He says, looking at you. “What would you like to eat for dinner?” He wants to know. You try to find out what you are hungry for. “I think I’d like fish if possible. With pasta and mustard sauce.” You tell him and he nods. “I will tell the chef to prepare the meal as soon as we arrive.” Smiling at you, he rests in his seat, closing his eyes. “Are you alright” You ask and look at him worriedly. “My leg hurts a bit. It seems like the meds are wearing off. I’ll ask Himchan for some more when we arrive.” He explains.
Soon after arriving Yongguk tells you to go to your room to wait for him while he tells the chef what he should prepare for dinner as well as to get some more medication from Himchan. You remove your makeup first and then return to your room, trying to pull down the zipper on the back of you dress. Just as you are about to give up, your door opens and Yongguk comes in, smiling at you dorkily. “What ever Himchan gave you must be good.” You tell him as he walks over to where you are standing. “It is” he agrees, giggling. “Do you need help with that?” He motions to your dress and you nod, turning your back to him. “You better behave while pulling this down.” You instruct him jokingly and he carefully takes the zipper between his two fingers, pulling it down carefully slow. “I will try my best.” He says while stepping closer. Yongguk pulls the zipper further down and in the progress reveals more skin. When the sleeves of you dress slide down your shoulders, revealing your bra strap he brushes his lips carefully over the curve of your neck and continues to pull down the zipper painfully slow. His lips open as he lines sloppy kisses along your shoulder and you open your lips, a gasp escaping your lips as warmness pools in the pit of your stomach. He pushes your dress down your shoulders and reveals you body. You lean back into his body as he growls deeply. “Yongguk” You pant as he roams his hands over your naked skin. “You are so fucking beautiful.” He whispers in your ear and keeps kissing your shoulder and roaming your body until there is a knock on the door. “Mr. Bang? Dinner is ready” A voice says and the door opens. Yongguk quickly moves your body behind his, covering you completely. “We will be there in a second.” He says with authority in his voice. He turns to you after the door closes again, kissing you hungrily. “We will continue here later” He says in his deep voice and backs off, giving you space to look for new clothes. You walk over to your still packed suitcase and take a pair of sweatpants as well as an oversized shirt which you quickly pull over your head, leaving your hair behind in a mess. Yongguks makes his way over to you and smoothes you hair again, using the chance to press a kiss to your lips. “We need to go and eat dinner.” You say between the kisses and he mumbles a soft “Just one more.” Before pressing a long kiss onto your lips, leaving you behind breathless. “Now we can go and eat dinner.” He says and pulls you to his side, making his way down the dark hallways into a huge dining hall.
A long, wooden table is places in the middle and similarly colored chairs are on the right and left side, as well as one on each end. Two white plates are places on both ends and you look at Yongguk, pouting because of the distance that is between you two. Yongguk makes his way over to one send and swiftly picks up the plate, taking it to the other side and placing it next to the other one, along with a knife, spoon and fork. He also moves a chair in front of the plate and pulls it back for you to sit down on it. “Come here.” He calls out across the room and you walk over. He seems to go back to his usual self as the buzz of the drugs wears off. “You back to normal now?” you ask him and kiss his cheek before you sit down. “I think so. But that doesn’t change a thing about you and me continuing what we were doing before we got interrupted.” He growls into your ear and you blush a deep shade of red as excitement pools in your stomach. You both start eating silently and after Yongguk is done with his food you feel a hand on your thigh, slowly creeping up and down again. “You need to go to your meeting.” You state, trying to calm your voice. “I’ll wait until you are done eating and back in your room.” He replies and keeps running his hand up and down your thigh. You quickly finish eating and carefully wipe the napkin over your mouth to remove any sauce. As you put it back down, you turn to Yongguk who smiles at you cheekily. “There is something left.” He says and comes closer, kissing the corner of your mouth. “Right here” he whispers against it and you feel shivers running down your spine. “You are cheesy” You tell him as you stand up. He quickly pulls you into his lap, adjusting your body in a way that doesn’t put pressure on his injured thigh. “And you are beautiful.” He tells you once again and kisses your nose, making you scrunch it. “I’m not. I’m in sweatpants and not even wearing makeup.” Pointing out the obvious you try to stand up once more, only to be held into place by Yongguk.
“Do you know when I first thought that you are beautiful?” you shake your head no. “When you were in that goddamn hospital bed. All pale and injured. But you were so beautiful that I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Usually I would have left you alone in that room, having one of the other doctors looking after you. But I wanted to be sure that you were taken care of well. I wanted you to get better.” His intense eyes are staring at you as you squirm under his gaze. “Yongguk” Your whining makes him smile as he lifts you off his lap and carefully wraps you in his arms, standing up from his chair. “Yongguk I’m too heavy. Think of your leg.” An argument that just seems to bounce off him. “I’m the leader of one of the biggest mafia clans in the entire state. This small wound won`t stop me from lifting up someone as light as you.” Groaning at his reply you just cross your arms as he carries you down the halls to you room. “Don’t you ever complain about your leg hurting again. I won’t show any sympathy.” You tell him, pouting even more at his reply. “It’s a lie and you know that. You would always help me out.” After this sentence it hit you that he is talking about future. And that the two of you are talking as if you have been together for years instead of hours. It just felt so. . Right to be close to him, to kiss him, to joke with him and everything else. “What is wrong?” The questions pulls you out of your thoughts. You are already back in your room and Yongguk is carefully placing you onto the soft sheets of your bed and sits down next to you. “You need to go to your meeting…thing.” You press a kiss on his hand and let go of him to give him space to leave. “Only if you tell me about your thoughts. . ” He argues and stares at you again with this intense gaze that makes you squirm. “I was just thinking about. . How we barely know each other but act like we have been. . dating for ages. ” You reply sheepishly, not daring to look at him. “Don’t think about it. Just go with it Y/N.” he stands up and makes his way to the door. “Don’t wait for me. I don’t know how long this will take.” He calls over his shoulder, opens the door and makes his way out of it, leaving you alone in the room.
Genre: Angst-ishWarnings: Swearing, Blood, Shooting and other Mafia stuff.
Words: 1,980
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Epilogue.
You wake up in the middle of the night, once again covered in cold sweat, the last pictures of your nightmare still shining vividly behind your eyes. You quickly push your covers off your body, feeling too warm and make your way out of your room and down the hall right to the heavy wooden doors you had walked through earlier the day. Your feet take over and you brain blanks. There are men sitting in front of his room but they don’t mind you turning the doorknob and entering the room on quiet, naked feet, moving quickly to the bed and just sitting down on it. Your rushed movement must have woken him up because his eyelids flutter open and he looks around in alert until he sees your pale face. “Y/N? What’s wrong?” He asks and you just stare at him. “Y/N. Tell me what’s wrong. You look as if you’ve seen a ghost.” He explains. “I’ve been having nightmares for days. I just…” You don’t even know what you want to do and he just looks at you and moves the covers aside, making space for you to lie down next to him and you quickly follow his invitation, crawling under the sheets and resting your head on his outstretched arm. “What are they about? The nightmares” he asks and you explain how the moment the cold metal of the gun pressed against your temple comes back to your mind every night. He soothes you and brushes your arm with his hand. Everything about him is surprisingly soft compared to your first impression of him. His cold eyes look at you worriedly while he is thinking about how he can make you feel better. His strict but full lips are slightly frowning and those strong arms of his, that hold enough force to hurt someone badly are now wrapped around you carefully, keeping you safe from everyone else while his hands, that probably pulled the trigger on someone many, many times before, are so soft and caring that you can’t imagine them doing anything but brushing your arm soothingly. “I won’t let it happen again Y/N. Don’t worry about it” Yongguk whispers and you just try to relax and slow down your breathing. “Just go back to sleep” he whispers and you nod, immediately closing your eyes and slipping deeper under the covers of the soft, velvety blanked which smell of man and something fresh that you had only smelled on Yongguk until now, falling asleep without being woken up by the nightmares.
Voices are creeping into your ear as you wake up, immediately stretching your hand out to feel for Yongguks warmth but only finding the slightly warm bed sheets. “What happened” a deep, familiar voice asks. It obviously belongs to Yongguk. You open your eyes and stretch your head, looking for the man who should be lying next to you.”The tried to break into the building. Thankfully no one was injured and we captured one of them.” Daehyun replies. He notices you moving and leans over to look at you. “I think we woke her up” He motions over to you and Yongguk turns around. He’s now wearing a deep burgundy T-shirt and sweatpants that are loose on his thigh so that his wound wouldn’t be pressured. “Go back to sleep” He says strictly turns back around, having more important things to do. You push the covers off of your body and stand up to make your way over to the two men. “I’ll go back to my room.” You look at the clock on the wall to your left and frown “I need to get ready for work in 30 minutes either way.” Yongguk just shakes his head. “I know you don’t like it but you can’t go to work. The situation is more serious than we expected it to be.” He is right, you definitely don’t like to stay home and you cross your arms over your chest. “I don’t care. I will go to work. I can’t miss any more of it.” You argue but Yongguk just stares at you, his eyes growing cold and dark and nothing reminded you of the person that had held you in his arms last night. “I’ll better go. . ” Daehyun says and carefully moves backwards. “No.” Yongguk opens his mouth after you say this one word but you don’t give him a chance to say something. “I will now get ready for work and no one will stop me from doing so” turning around on your heel you make your way to the room you were told to use and get ready to go to work. The door to your assigned room opens and you immediately recognize Yongguks heavy steps. They are full of confidence and power and you don’t bother to turn around. You are still mad and you want him to know that you don’t think that it’s okay for him to tell you what to do, so you don’t acknowledge him entering the room while you’re in the bathroom, getting ready . “Y/N” Yongguk says, stepping behind you, trying to take the mascara brush from your hand but you don’t let him and continue to put on makeup. “Y/N please. It’s only for your own good.” He says and you just look at him angrily through the bathroom mirror. “I don’t freaking care and you don’t either” you hiss at him and turn around, making him stumble backwards because of you quick movement. “What do you mean by “you don’t either”. I care Y/N.” He replies but you just shake your head. Reality had rushed back to you during the argument and you now only have hot anger in your heart and it has completely replaced the warm, fuzzy feeling that was there this morning. “Just be honest. I’m probably just another girl in your bed to keep you company. I’m vulnerable and it was easy to get me under your covers last night. Unfortunately I didn’t do what you had probably expected me to” You spit. It seems insane to you that a mafia boss would like a person like you. His eyes grow big and then cold. “Y/N. That was not what I was thinking about.”He calmly tells you and you just shake your head. You don’t want to listen to what he is saying. “Y/N listen to me!” He says, his voice louder than before, trying to get you to listen to his words but you just want to curl up in a ball. Yesterday was. . nice. His arms had been warm and everything was so… nice. No nice isn’t the right word. It had made you feel warm and fuzzy and you know that you are crushing on Yongguk and you’re crushing hard. You feel tears burn behind your eyes because of this realization and you keep shaking your head. “Y/N listen to me!” He now screams and holds you head to stop you from shaking it. He sees the tears and brushes the one that escaped your eye away. “hey what’s wrong?” He asks and you just press your lips shut. “Y/N I care about you. I usually would agree to what you’re saying.” He sighs and makes you look at him. “But something about you is different. I felt it when you were lying in that goddamn hospital bed. So small and fragile and I wanted to kill that motherfucker who pulled you into all of this. . ” He takes a deep breath “But at the same time I was so thankful and I hated myself for being so selfish. But I was so thankful that he brought you into my life because now I can take care of you and keep you safe.” He says and looks at you but he still has more to say. “And to be honest I don’t even know what this is!” He gestures between himself and yourself. “But although we only met about a week ago, seeing you in pain makes me want to tear the world down and hunt down whoever did that to you.” He sighs and brushes another tear away. “And knowing that it is me … who places these tears there makes me hate myself. I am not a good person and I know that. I won’t even try to convince you of something else. I just want you to believe that I will try to be the best me I can possibly be for you. . ” He finally shuts up and you look at him in disbelief. This is not what you had expected him to say and you couldn’t even think of what to say after this speech so the only thing you could think of is pressing your lips onto his and that is exactly what you do. You press your lips onto his and at first he doesn’t react because he’s surprised but after a few, painful seconds he kisses you back with so much force that your heart starts to do little turns in your chest. “Y/N” he whispers against your lips and kisses you again, this time softer. He soon lets you go and looks at you, his chest rising and falling quickly. “What are we going to do now?” you ask as he tries to pick you up but you stop him from doing so because of his leg. A frown starts to form on his face. “I don’t want you to pick me up because of your leg. You got shot two days ago. You need to rest. . ” This made sense to him and he just smirked at you. “But I don’t care about my leg.” He says and lifts you up despite your protest. “I need to go to work Yongguk!” you squeal as he puts you down on the bed and crawls over you, putting most of his weight on his uninjured leg “You are not going to work today. In fact you are not leaving this motherfucking bed ” He kisses your jaw and growls those words against your skin. “Not without me at least” He presses sloppy kisses against your jaw and you sigh contently. “Yongguk. . ”You whisper and he looks at you, his eyes now warm and soft, not cold at all. “I really need to go. I will be back later.” You brush away his messy curls.”You can only go if I can bring you there and place someone in front of your workplace. It’s not a permanent measure. We will only keep doing that until the problem is solved” He tells you as you are trying to interrupt him, saying “Only for now.” The reply makes him smile and he stand up, helping you up quickly and taking you outside to another big, black car with tinted windows. You enter the car after him and he takes you to work, making sure to walk you to the front door of your office, holding you hand all the way there which makes your bodyguard – Youngjae, a young, soft looking man with sensual lips – smile stupidly, as if he is holding in his laughter. As you stand in front of the door Yongguk leans in awkwardly and presses a soft kiss on your forehead and then turns around to Youngjae. “If something happens to her I will personally make you responsible for it and I swear to god it won’t be pretty” Youngjae swallows and looks at you, then turning back to Yongguk and smiling again. Yongguk leaves quickly, slightly limping with his injured leg and after the leaves your sight you turn around and enter your workplace, hoping to get through the day quickly because you definitely want to get back into bed, wrapped up in his arms.
