#adoption by speed force mmkay

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...do the people who complain about fic writers 'killing off' Iris know that Iris died in canon or are they just. Completely in the dark about that really important facet to the character's history?

[kayabred]

Mafia boss Johnny ! (Requested lmao finally someone requested 😌) fem reader by the way and also ...maybe i might turn this into a wattpad book ?? Warning : fast paced , sarcasm and a very funny inner voice cause I have odd humour

Oh fuck . When you told your friend that being sold to the mafia wouldn’t be too bad after reading a wattpad book , you were very very wrong .

Your breathing was shallow , it was all you could hear in the room that was so silent it was deafening . It seemed to spin , the beige walls that confined you .

Chained ; shackled . You were barely dressed and your hair was a mess . However , Skin red and splotchy , tear stains running down your cheeks and lips trembling as you held back sobs , you weren’t much better than your hair .

To be honest , you don’t quite remember what had happened. A night in the club , a drink from a stranger and then suddenly you couldn’t think straight . You couldn’t move right . Everything seemed weird . You weren’t in control of your body .

A man picked you up , the same one that had offered you the drink . He took you you into a car but that’s all you remember .You don’t quite know where you were now .

The beige room may have trapped you in it but even if you weren’t chained , you wouldn’t be brave enough to step out . You’d seen the guns they’d carried and hell no , you were not going to get shot.

There were some light footsteps and a muffled sigh outside before someone opened the door . Light brown hair and skin just a little darker than that .

“Hey missy—you look horrible—it’s time to clean you up . How’ve you been ?” He hummed , so nice it was sarcastic and grabbed a key from his waist .

You didn’t answer , biting down on your trembling lip to keep from more tears . He sighed after unlocking one of the chains and pulled away to look at you .

“Crying ? Jesus , you look like a corpse whose partner ran away at the wedding . Stop crying , sheesh,” he clicked his tongue in annoyance before unlocking the other chain . But you were handcuffed still .

The man smiled , as though used to meetings like that and extended his hands. You grabbed them , honestly not knowing what else to do .

“Haechan . Name’s Haechan,” he nodded to you before dragging you up and out by the chain connecting your cuffs . You followed , feet shuffling and stumbling over each other at his surprising pace .

The corridors weren’t very different from what you’d imagined . A dirtier version of the same beige the inside of the room had been , blood stains and splatter every now and then .

Men stood along the halls , armed and waved merrily at Haechan who waved back , grinning and making small talk with a few . You kept your head down , silently praying that it was all some kind of sick lucid dream of some sort .

Haechan punched the elevator buttons , calling for it and waited . Sticking a lollipop in his mouth , he turned to you .

“Want one ?” You shook your head frantically , in panic because of the sudden offer . Haechan shrugged as the elevator dinged . You entered , though your legs only started moving after Haechan clapped a hand against your back , hard .

“Okay , love-” he turned to you , hands in his pockets and eyes scanning every inch of you judgingly-“you were sold to the big boss . His name’s Johnny . You’re going to clean up first,”

He scratched his nose , seeming to think over everything he knew and filter out what he had to tell you . Realising he didn’t really have much more to say , he smiled at you again and then looked away .

“Sold ?” You breathed out , one of the few things you had said . It was more of a croak than a word , really . Haechan hummed , not hearing and cupped a finger to his ear , leaning your way.

“I-I was sold ?” You repeated , voice still hoarse . Haechan hummed again in assent , adjusting the way he stood and shrugged his leather jacket back into place .

“Yeah , hun, just said that . Anyway , off to cleaning and then to big boss and then...” Haechan shrugged again , not to keep his jacket on his shoulders this time—though it might have helped with the slipping , the leather wasn’t his size.

To the big boss...Holy shit I’m screwed . You bit back a whimper , focusing on your breathing to avoid a panic attack . This is not the goddamn time , you hissed at yourself , shaking your head lightly to ignore any thought that would bring about anxiety .

“You good ?” Haechan eyed you . Your head shot up , turning to him with panicked eyes and a heart pounding a little too quickly to be calm . You nodded , gulping down fear and turned to face the elevator doors just as they opened .

He grabbed one of your cuffed wrists , humming and adopted the quick pace he had just a while ago . You fought to keep up with him , stopping before a door just when you thought you’d gotten the hang of it .

“Mmkay , babe , this is it ,” he sighed and knocked on the door . There was some clanging and a few shouts before two men opened the door . One closely resembled a rabbit and the other was skinny with a cold face .

“Have fun with Tom and Jerry,” Haechan waved , shoving you towards them and then waving goodbye . He whistled as he went . Don’t go ! But Haechan was merciless when he left you . Dreading to face more people but knowing you had to , you faced the two new men . They prepared scissors , brushes and soap systematically, not turning to you just yet.

“Okay , hurry and strip so we can see what we have to work with,” The skinny one spoke , turning to you with a clenched jaw . Your hands flew to your chest protectively .

“Doesn’t look like much,” the rabbit faced man mumbled before waving the thought away,“Kim Dongyoung here , you can call me Doyoung. This is Taeyong.”

Taeyong waved , smiling softly before he gestured for you to remove your clothes .

“Come on , we don’t bite ,” he sighed , laughing Doyoung’s way at some inside joke and clapping for you to speed up . Truly not knowing what to do , you did as you were told .

And that was the beginning of three hours . Bickering , gossip and jokes spilled out of them as they worked to make you look as...presentable as they could .

“Done.” Taeyong pulled away with an eyelash curler . Your eyelids fluttered open . Wow. On a normal day , truly you would feel a surge of confidence in you but all you could think of was being sold .

Looking good wasn’t something you wanted right now . You just wanted hoodies and sweatpants and home .

“Ooh , hey you look good,” Doyoung nudged you with his elbow encouragingly . You managed a nervous chuckle . A pig for slaughter sounded more right in your opinion .

“Johnny’ll like her for sure,” the utmost certainty in Taeyong’s voice made your skin crawl . Johnny . So that was his name . You felt the temperature drop 100 degrees .

“Is-is there any way I can get him to not like me ?” You turned your head , smiling painfully with fearful eyes . Taeyong snorted , arms still crossed and pressed to his chest ,“do you want to die?”

You shook your head softly , biting your lip in fear and looking down in disappointment.

“Hey , it’s okay . I’ve known Johnny for a long time , he’s a good guy,” Taeyong ensured , nodding as he smiled . His hand came away from his chest , patting your back and rubbing soothing circles so you felt a little better . However , for someone so skinny , he was pretty strong and you ended up coughing with the force of it .

Standing up on wobbly legs , you held onto the back of the chair for support . Doyoung soothed his shirt—which was significantly crumpled by the end of the three hours—and held a hand to escort you . You couldn’t help but think that , for the mafia , they had manners .

Then you remembered how you’d just been kidnapped and the voice shut itself up in the back of your head .

“Hey princess , looking better now,” the door opened to Haechan . Doyoung sighed at the sight of the boy , giving her a small push towards him .

“Take her and try not to get her killed on accident , she’s actually nice,” Haechan’s eyebrows jumped at his comment . He stuck the same yellow lollipop he had in the elevator back into his mouth using his knuckles .

“Bye , chief,” he saluted to Doyoung and then whistled for you , nodding down the hall and gesturing to follow after him . Though your head screamed to just run the other way and try your luck ,your feet followed after Haechan .

The only sound in the halls were that of his heeled boots clicking against the ground—a sound which echoed off the walls and made it near deafening—and his humming of some pop song he must have had stuck in his head considering he only hummed the same few lines . Over and over and over again .

You both stopped finally before the tallest door you’d seen , a mere centimetre away from the wall.

“Tall door,” you murmured to yourself . Haechan sighed , deftly inserting a pretty gold key into the lock ,“tall guy.”

He turned to you , turning the lock so it clicked . Haechan smiled , eyes pressed shut so the gesture felt almost sarcastic before opening the door . His face fell into a cold expression.

“In you go.”

You gulped , seeing yourself into what looked more like a CEO’s office then a mafia boss’ . Haechan slammed the door shut behind you , the force of it shaking the door and making you jump .

Someone sat in a chair overlooking the city . He turned , smiling at you .

“Sit ?” It wasn’t a command but you took it as one . Mafia boss ? Hell yeah I’m gonna listen , I’m not dying today . He poured some beer into a glass , sliding it across .

“You drink ?” He hummed , pouring one for himself . You reached for it , mumbling a ,“Yeah if not I wouldn’t even be here.”

But he’d heard it , laughing just as the beer reached his lips . He wiped what had trickled away with his sleeve , pulling the glass away and smiling brightly at you . You blinked , face blank with shock .

Okay this mafia boss kinda cute though-Nope ! We will not turn into a wattpad y/n !

While you were in your thoughts , the man had been studying you with a small smile and sparkling eyes ,“I’m Johnny.”

You cleared your throat , opening your mouth and speaking in a small voice , “I’m —-.”

Johnny nodded , still smiling gently and sipped on his beer before turning back to you .

“Have they told you ? About how I bought you ?” He smirked flirtatiously. Bitch , get out or else you’re going to end up in some wattpad fic-

“Yes-”you cleared your throat , smiling a little too forced looking-“Yes they did but-I uh , I have a question .”

He chuckled , eyeing you before nodding and reaching for a cigarette. Dumb bitch your brain is going to be blown

“Well...you say sold but from what I remember ...I was-” how the fuck do I put this nicely-“taken ?”

Johnny raised an eyebrow , half amused and half confused .Dumbass you gon die for real .

“Well , yes , because I bought you,” he hummed . You bit your tongue . Nice , how about now we ask if we can have a share of the profits? You pursed your lips at your inner voice , nodding simply at Johnny’s words .

Sold . You’d been sold without even being up for sale .