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coterie: the king card (2/2)

gang!x1 x fem!reader

synopsis: you’re an ordinary girl, with an ordinary life. but what happens when you catch the gang that is famous for keeping their deeds under the table, in action?

coterie’s masterlist can be found here

a/n: cursing and mentions of violence, so proceed with caution. THIS IS A LONG ONE.

you did the work seungwoo asked you to do; he gave you the files to learn, and you learned the shit out of them. when the next day, he asked you about the clients, you spat out information like a robot, leaving him impressed. of course, in the grand scheme of things, seungwoo’s attitude towards you didn’t change much. he hasn’t grabbed you as harshly as he did with your face a few days ago, but he certainly isn’t being any nicer to you. he just orders you around left and right, and you just follow his orders. but there is a difference in the way you are, and seungwoo picks up on it right away. you no longer have any fear in your eyes, you don’t cower at his words, either. rather you look him in the eye and he sees something; determination, maybe, or something along those lines because there’s a fire of sorts burning behind your eyes. you know what it is, you just wanna get back at him for treating you badly; but you’d also decided that you won’t do anything extreme. the last thing you need is for your life to be on the line. you still needed to figure out exactly what it was that you were going to do. and you had trouble figuring it out, until the plan fell into your hands.

seungwoo called you into his office, so you left the comfort of your room and made your way to the grand doors and pushed one open, and you saw seungwoo turn towards you. he’s dressed differently today, over the other times you’ve seen him in his usual all-black suit. he’s wearing a floral, Hawaiian shirt over top a plain white tee, and white shorts and sneakers. if you didn’t know him and his dick personality, you’d say he looked pretty cute. “finally, you’re here. I thought you lost your way,” seungwoo tells you with a glint in his eye, and he’s smirking. is he making fun of you? what a jerk. “I have to go to a meeting with our client. I need you to go down to wooseok’s room for some files, then seungyoun should have a contract ready for you as well. bring both things and leave them here. I suppose afterward, you can do anything, but don’t leave the house. is everything clear?” blinking back at him, you nod, “yeah.” seungwoo nodded, then let you go before he left the house. geez, you really had to get him back.

once seungwoo left, you made your way to wooseok’s room first. knocked twice on the door before hearing a ‘come in’, and upon your entry, wooseok reached for some black files from across his desk, and placed them in your hand. “thank you, would you mind telling me where I would find seungyoun, please?” wooseok adjusted the glasses perched on his nose before pointing out, “you could check the library. his desk is there, so that’s most likely where he is.” nodding, you bid him thanks, and head out of his room, making your way to the library. soon you’ve reached the library, which is the room in the house that never fails to amaze you. it reminds you of the one from beauty and the beast, but you scoff at the thought of seungwoo modeling something based on a children’s film. “looking for me?” you hear a voice from behind you that almost makes you drop the files in your grip. seungyoun stood behind you, with a mug of coffee in his hand, the steam indicating its freshness. “didn’t mean to startle you. seungwoo must’ve sent you for the contract. follow me.” you scoot to the side, and let him pass you so you could follow him. seungyoun may be one of the only other people in this house you’ve grown fully comfortable with, the others being wooseok, dongpyo, and hyungjun. you met seungyoun shortly after you started working with seungwoo, as he often sent you to his room to get something from him and more than once, you’ve learned that while seungyoun’s room is usually the place you need to be, but he was almost always never there, which was why you asked wooseok of his whereabouts. of course, thanks to seungyoun, you managed to learn about all the rooms in this huge mansion-like house. “so, how have things been with seungwoo? he causing you any trouble?” you rolled your eyes at the mention of the man. “he’s still the way he is, an ass. I wonder why you all are friends sometimes, he doesn’t seem like a guy who goes for friends.” seungyoun snickers at your attitude, passing the contract over to you. “just give him some time, y/n. he doesn’t open up easily. considering his job, he’s not someone to trust people so easily.” you sighed and pursed your lips, muttering a ‘thanks for the file’ before you left the room.

part of you wants to peek through these files. why not, right? it’s not like you have anything to lose. so once you reach seungwoo’s office, you set the files down on the table, and reluctantly are about to flip open the cover to the files wooseok gave you, when you hear a voice calling your name. your heart’s about to jump out of your chest, and you gasp sharply. eyes shut, you hear snickers and immediately a scowl’s formed on your face. hyungjun’s standing there, laughing at your frazzled state. “hyungjun, you scared the shit out of me. what is it?” his laughter dies down before asking, “are you busy?” and you tell him you’re not, and push the file to the side, following him out of the room. you two search for something to do, because hyungjun was “bored”. you didn’t really have anything going on either, you did the work seungwoo asked you to do, so you just went along with him. after considering all your ideas of what you called killing time, hyungjun fake-snored, before thinking for a few minutes, before coming to a conclusion. “let’s play beer pong.”

you don’t know how he managed to convince you to play, probably because you were just as vacant as he was, but here the two of you were, two games in, and you were drunk. wavering as you stood to throw the next ball, you halted in your movements as you heard the sound of tires just outside the house. you whined, and threw the ball on the ground, plopping yourself onto the couch just directly behind you. hyungjun snorted at your reaction, “why? is it because seungwoo’s here now?” you nodded dramatically, the alcohol solely responsible for your behavior. your eyes squeezed shut as you started, “I don’t know why he hates me so much, he’s always so mean to meee,” hyungjun chuckled at your state. “stop laughing at me! seungwoo always laughs at me too, he just thinks he does it secretly. I see everything, asshole.” you stopped as you heard the front door open and footsteps. “ooh, sounds like they’re here!” you wobbled over to the living room, a few rooms away from where you were, and you could hear seungwoo’s voice. seungwoo came into your sight and you hiccuped “back so soon?” seungwoo turned at the sound of your voice, and his eyebrows shot up in shock. “did you drink, y/n?” you giggled, and held up your hand, your thumb and index finger coming close together. “a little bit, I got bored and played beer pong with hyungjun. he’s really good,” you moved closer to seungwoo; in fact, you were so close to him, you could smell his cologne and part of you thinks that shit, if you weren’t intoxicated on the alcohol, you would be intoxicated by the smell coming off him. you blinked slowly, and seungwoo huffed, eyes darting to your mouth for a split second before his cold eyes bored into your own. “you reek of beer, step back.” you started walking backwards, and you saw seungwoo’s gaze switch to something behind you, then his expression changed.

before registering anything, you hit a hard surface. it was warm, you felt a heartbeat, and you turned to see what you hit. you didn’t realize you bumped into a guy, but you vaguely noticed his surprised eyes blinking back at you, and you gave him a hazy smile, and you whispered, “what a handsome face,” then you started to see black. once you were knocked out, you fell into said man’s arms, and seungwoo watched the whole thing. the man looked back between your unconscious figure and seungwoo, unsure of what to do next. seungwoo pinches his index finger and thumb on the bridge of his nose, and says, “sorry about this, minsik. she’s usually never like this, I apologize for her behavior. Here, let me take her up to her room.” seungwoo reached out to take you out of minsik’s arms, but the man insisted that he’d take you up. “It’s not a problem, seungwoo. just tell me where I have to put her.” seungwoo felt a twinge in his chest, but chose to ignore it and told soonja to take minsik up to your room. he’s never been this embarrassed in front of a client, let alone someone who’d worked with the gang before. minsik was an ex-gang member, who still worked with them from time to time, but now also had a job in the corporate world; but he was also someone seungwoo knew for a long time. they practically grew up together, and so seungwoo trusts him but still, a part of him felt uncomfortable watching as minsik had picked you up, your head now resting in the crook between the man’s shoulder and his neck. seungwoo didn’t know why he felt this way, he just did.

meanwhile, minsik followed soonja as she lead the way to your room, and he felt you twitch for a second, startling him. soonja opened the door, and stepped to the side to let minsik in. once he placed you on your bed, he gently put a blanket over you, and started to scoot back. then he had an idea. by your bedside, there was a pitcher of water and a glass. he filled the glass with water, and placed a card under it. he left the room, and went back down to seungwoo. “who’s she, seungwoo?” minsik asked his friend, who was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed, scrolling through his phone. seungwoo’s ears perked up at minsik’s voice, and nonchalantly responded, “she’s y/n. she caught some of the boys a few weeks ago beating someone up so instead of finishing her off, I decided to keep her as my personal secretary.” minsik shook his head, and seungwoo continued, “but enough about that. let’s get to business, shall we?” and so seungwoo took minsik to his office and debriefed him on all the files you’d left for him. minsik’s job was to help seungwoo with some plans regarding their opposing gang, and because they were to do something really soon, it was necessary for minsik to continue stopping by in the next couple of weeks. naturally, the next morning when you woke up and found a business card with the name ‘kwon minsik’ on it, you vaguely remembered the guy from last night, who you bumped into. cheeks burning, you mustered up the courage to give him a call. you learned that his name was minsik, and you apologized for the way you acted. you guys started talking more until eventually, minsik texted you one day that he thought you were cute. flustered, you thanked him, and he asked if you were free later that night. and you told him you were because seungwoo was having you take care of some things. minsik proceeded to stop by in the evening with bags filled with takeout. of course, he had taken the liberty of buying food for 13 people, but he had managed to seclude the two of you in a corner, to have dinner together as the other boys seemed to stuff their faces as if they were starved for days on end. however, none of that mattered because you and minsik were in your own little bubble, and you were happy.

while your frequent interactions with minsik were going unnoticed by everyone else, there was one person who had his eye on you the entire time: seungwoo. he’d noticed that you were not as focused as you used to be. when he asked you to do something one time and you were using your phone, and it seemed like you were texting someone, he started to get irritated. but it was irking him even more when he learned that it was minsik you’d been texting. why were you wasting your time texting? didn’t you know how important of an assignment seungwoo was working on? and why was minsik texting you over and over again? what could the two of you possibly be talking about? all these thoughts circled in his head, distracting him from getting his work done. he watched you that night that minsik came over with the food, and how you and minsik managed to escape from sitting with the rest of them, and he saw as you talked with him, a sparkle in your eyes and then, you laughed. seungwoo had never seen you laugh. at least, not when he was around. he looked away as soon as he saw your gaze flicker to the other side of the room, where he stood. seungwoo coughed and picked up his plate. “I’m done for the night, you guys carry on, I have things to take care of.” out of the corner of your eye, you saw seungwoo get up from the table, and leave, but not before he turned to look at you and minsik one last time.

later that night, minsik gave you a kiss on the cheek as he got up to leave, and told you, “tonight was fun. although, I wish we were alone.” you tilted your head to one side, walking him to the door. “next time, minsik.” minsik smiled at you one last time, and waved as he walked out the door. “call me when you’re free, we can do something.” you nodded, waving back at him, his figure fading into the dark. you shut the door and turned, only to be startled by seungwoo. he had crossed his arms, and as always, looked indifferent and irritated as he stood across from you. “hey, is everything okay? you left before everyone,” you asked him, and he scoffed. “don’t worry about me. worry about yourself, and your new ‘boyfriend’,” he said with air quotes. your eyebrows furrowed at this. “what, we’re friends. and even if there’s something else going on between us, it’s none of your business.” this made seungwoo mad, and he got up really close to your face, and gritted his teeth, “it is my business, because if it wasn’t for you throwing yourself on him, we can actually get shit done around here!” hurt flashed in your eyes, followed by a surge of anger. “what the actual fuck is your problem, seungwoo? ever since you’ve kept me here, you’ve treated me like shit! you’re never nice to me, always making fun of me, I was miserable, until I met minsik. he’s been like a ray of sunshine, while you, you’ve just been a dick.” tears welled up in your eyes, and you scoffed, mumbling, “I wanted to get back at you for treating me bad. but I just… didn’t find it in me. I’m not an asshole. I wouldn’t do something petty like that but if it bothers you so much that I like minsik then fine. I’ll continue dating him.” and you moved in really close to seungwoo, his eyes following your every move. you pushed your finger repeatedly into his chest, as you told him, “and you, will not, do anything about it.” you huffed and went to your room, wiping your eyes as you walked away from a silent seungwoo, who followed your movement back to your room.

once you shut the door, you sat back on your bed, and hid your face in your knees. it was so frustrating, and everything kind of boiled over because you let it simmer for so long. you breathed out and got ready to go to bed. the next few days went by painfully slowly; you were not talking to seungwoo, and you didn’t plan on it either. whenever he needed you to do things, you either received the message from other members or soonja would give you files with instructions scribbled down on a notepad. you’d kept talking to minsik, and you told him that you were upset with seungwoo, but you didn’t tell him why. minsik told you seungwoo’s always been sort of rigid, but he insisted it was for good reason. “listen, seungwoo’s not always like this. he’s grown to not trust everyone so easily. I mean, you know what he does, right? he’s literally a mafia boss, that job doesn’t let you trust anyone and everyone. give him some time.” minsik’s voice blared through your speakerphone as you continued to work on some things. you shrugged, and sighed, “whatever.” “anyhow, let’s get your mind off of that. let’s go out, tomorrow night. you need to get your mind off of all this.” you bit your lip, and checked your schedule. as of now, you don’t really have anything important that’ll keep you from going out with minsik. you’re not going to tell seungwoo where you’re going, you’re still mad at him. You tell minsik, “yeah, I’m free. pick me up?”

and when the next day came along, you had just gotten dressed to leave and minsik texted he was outside. you grabbed your purse and headed out the door. on your way out, you bumped into seungwoo. this was the first time you’d seen him in days, and honestly? he looked like absolute shit. there were bags under his eyes, and his cheeks were hollowing in, as if he hadn’t been eating properly. “excuse me,” you told him, and attempted to move past him because you were stubborn, too. you didn’t want him to see the concern in your eyes at his appearance. “where are you going?” seungwoo asked you, and you narrowed your eyes. “out, with minsik.” seungwoo nodded, then turned back. “have fun.” his voice sounded different, too and while you didn’t want to pay too much attention to it, a part of you started to feel bad. maybe you were too harsh on him? no, he was being a dick to you, it’s his fault. you somehow convinced yourself that as you opened the door to leave.

minsik had taken you to his favorite bar. “I come here all the time, they’re basically my friends,” he told you as he led you to the bar stool. “what do you wanna drink?” he asked you and you shouted your order over the loud music. he nodded and stepped away. you waited for him to get back, and an uneasy feeling started to settle in your stomach. the people around you were giving you weird looks and you just didn’t feel comfortable. it was like they all knew who you were. Soon, minsik came back with your drink in one hand and his own in the other. “you don’t look so good. are you okay?” you nodded and asked, “I think I’ll be fine. do you know where the bathroom is?” minsik nodded, his eyebrows knit together, and he pointed to a corner of the room. you thanked him and made your way through the crowds of sweaty people, and managed to make it to the cramped bathroom. You locked the door and paced back and forth. why were you feeling like this? you had to tell someone. You pulled out your phone. The only person you could think of was seungwoo. so you texted him: ‘something’s not right.’ and almost immediately he said ‘what do you mean?? is everything okay??” before you could text him back, you heard a harsh knock on the door. coming to think of it, you stopped hearing the music and chatter as soon as you went to the bathroom. shakily, you reached to open the door and found none other than minsik himself standing there, his hands in his pockets and a wicked smile on his face. “well, well. I have to say, it was very easy to get you alone tonight, but now that you’ve really secluded yourself, this is perfect.” there were two men standing on either side of him, and by the looks of it, you think you’d gotten yourself into a mess. before you could react, the two men reached in and grabbed your arms.

much struggling later, you didn’t manage to escape their hold, and they’d tied you down. much like you were when you’d encountered seungwoo for the first time. “look, minsik, I have no idea what the hell is going on. who are you, really?” minsik, who stood in front of you, started laughing. “it’s still me, baby, I promise. just one thing, I’m not on your side. I left seungwoo’s gang and joined another one, the one that happens to be the one seungwoo is plotting against.” you scoffed, and glared at him. “he trusts you, you told me that yourself. and you’re the one playing with him? how sick.” and he pulled out a pocket knife. your eyes widened as the knife was twirling between his fingers. He brought it so close to your face, you swear you feel the tip gliding across your jaw. “I don’t care about what anyone says. it’s too bad, though,” he started, suddenly moving the knife away from your face and replacing its touch with his fingers. “I would get rid of you, but I wouldn’t wanna ruin this pretty little face of yours.” his hand grabbed your hair harshly and before anything else could happen, you heard gunshots. then the door slammed open, revealing the boys and seungwoo.

dongpyo worked on untying the ropes around you, while hyungjun and eunsang got into fighting the men from earlier. seungwoo ran up to where minsik stood, and punched him across the face. both men were at each other’s throats, and things got messy really quick. dongpyo got the last rope untied, before helping you out and taking you back to their car. seungyoun was in the driver’s seat, and as soon as the two of you sat in the car, he drove off. “don’t worry about the rest of them, y/n, I’ll come back for them. you go home, relax. you’ve had a crazy night.” tears filled your eyes, and you couldn’t even give seungyoun a proper answer, so you nodded, and looked out the window instead. things were overwhelming. you had no idea what was going on; shouldn’t you be happy that you escaped the hands of death yet again? or perhaps, you were scared that something was going to happen to seungwoo. you were finally admitting something to yourself that you had been nervous to admit: you cared for seungwoo. no matter how bad he had treated you in the past, one thing is for sure; the more you got to know him, the more you saw who he really was. a caring leader to his team, a smart mafia boss and most importantly, he was just as human and real as everyone else. you were so lost in your thoughts, you didn’t realize when you’d reached the house. soonja was waiting for you outside, and opened the door, startling you. you managed to make it inside the house, where you showered and changed. pretty soon, you heard the door open and the chatter of the boys. you rushed over to see seungwoo, who’d been beaten up pretty badly, but his eyes were only searching for you. once he met your gaze, you rushed down the stairs. you didn’t care about anything or anyone else at that moment, because as soon as you were face-to-face with seungwoo, you wrapped your arms around him, tight. and he reciprocated, his arms coiling around your waist. that hug enough had been the equivalent of many unsaid things between you two; it was an apology, it was a gesture of gratitude, and most importantly, it was full of love. the others were gone, and you don’t really know how long it had been, because you had just held onto each other. finally, when seungwoo pulled away, you were about to say something, when he put a finger to your lips. “you’ve said enough, now let me speak.

“I’ve never really been the type to express myself, I haven’t felt the need to. but now, I’m going to tell you what’s been going through my mind these past few days. I didn’t understand why it bothered me so much when you spent time with minsik. But when you were leaving today, looking absolutely stunning, then when I got your text, I knew something was wrong. I found your location through your phone because I had to see if you were okay. I’m so sorry for how I treated you in the beginning, but I’ve never really experienced genuine friendships, until I met the boys. as far as minsik’s concerned, well, I wouldn’t have imagined him to act like this, but now, no matter what he does, I’ll never forgive him. he tried to hurt the one thing that matters to me; he tried to hurt you. so what I’m trying to say is-” and you cut him off with a small kiss on his lips. you’d been imagining what his lips would feel like and now that you’re actually kissing him, you can confirm that it’s better than you thought. you cut it short, because when you rested your hand on his face, seungwoo winced. “we’ll continue this later, but just so you know, I like you too. now, let’s get you cleaned up.” and you took his hand in yours, interlocking your fingers, and went up the stairs.

a/n: AAAHH finally! sorry it’s a little late :// I hope you guys like it, it’s a different-ish story line that my usual ones, but ofc I had to throw in my usual cheesy ass endings haha.. let me know if you have any feedback, and as always, thanks so much for the support! next one’s gonna be the x1 necklace!!

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