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ellebabywrites · 6 years ago

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Judas Kiss 7 - Mark Lee

Type : Series // Angst // Fluff // Future Smut // Gang!au

Warnings : Violence // Character Deaths // Cussing

Summary : There’s only one rule. You protect your own. None of you had chosen this life, but sticking together was the only way to survive it. When one of you dies and things start going wrong, the boy that saved you once on a whim, might be the only one who can keep you together.

Author Note : This chapter is really short but it’s more of a filler chapter till things get hanky... I hope you enjoy lovelies becausethingafterthisaregoingtohurt

“I still say we burn the whole place down!” Rikky suggests after taking a gulp of his third cup of hot chocolate this morning. The four of you were sat in a circle on the floor of the main room, trying to come up with a plan on how to retaliate against Bangtan. King hadn’t come back since speaking with Mark that night, so you were all trying to stay focused on what to do. “C’mon why not? Kill their business and them in one go, simple!”

“This is serious Rikky, we need a real plan,” you roll your eyes at his millionth suggestion of pure destruction, “how do we make sure they can’t do anymore damage to the city and get them back for Johnny?”

“What about money?” Mark offers, “Jimin handles all of that right? Won’t that make it easier?”

“We could, but I doubt Jimin keeps everything on him, knowing Jin they probably have a million backups,” you say, moving slightly closer into Mark’s side. In all of this mess, Mark was the only thing keeping you together; you were starting to lose hope, it was taking too long and King was becoming more and more distant; even Ty and Rikky were starting to feel the weight of it all. Each day felt longer than the last. Stuck between the apartment and trips to Walt’s, it felt like you were going insane. Except when it came to Mark.

It was like he was a magnet, drawing you closer with every look, every conversation, every joke. He had the same ‘safe’ aura Johnny did, he felt like home.

Warmth surrounded you as Mark wrapped his arm over your shoulders, pulling you even closer into his chest as you all sat plotting. His hoodie was soft and smelt like cinnamon and in that moment you wanted nothing more than to bury yourself in it completely; if it wasn’t for Ty and Rikky’s relentless teasing then you would have.

“No wait, Mark’s right,” Ty adds, sitting up from his slouched position across from you, as if a light bulb had suddenly sparked on above his head, “If we went straight to the source and stopped access to the money, they’d lose business; support; supplies, the lot. It’d be like disarming the bomb.”

“Okay so where’s the source?” Mark asks, sitting up straighter too with the feeling of things coming together. There was a slight buzz in the air that you were trying to ignore; having something resembling a plan made you feel like you were doing something right, like things might just be okay.

“The base,” pieces were slowly coming together in your mind and they were lighting the last spark of hope left inside of you, “When I was at there before, Jimin was talking about the clubs, the source must be there at the warehouse base.”

Between the three of you, excitement was rising rapidly, wanting nothing more than to storm the warehouse right away and ruin them. Rikky on the other hand, was far more realistic.

“I still don’t think that’s enough,” interrupting the silent moment between the rest of you, “If we leave them alive they’ll come back for us, they’ll rebuild and take us out just like they did Johnny.”

“If we kill them we’ll have all their allies after us too. If we leave them with nothing then they have nowhere to go.” Ty tried reasoning but Rikky wasn’t having it. Too many times had he seen what happens when you leave an enemy alive; The Pythons had had their fair share of adversaries and had lost something more than once when one of them had come back.

“Fine, fine” but with the rest of you set on this plan, of course Rikky would agree, but not without a deep sigh and headache inducing eye roll at your clear excitement, “are we telling King?”

“No.”

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“Where are you two love birds off to hmm?” Rikky was leaning against the counter in the kitchen, watching as Mark and you put on your coats and shoes later that evening.

“Fuck off Rikky,” you shoot back, growing tired of his teasing, while deep down relishing in the normality of it.

“Ooo spicy Y/N, I like it! Mark make sure she drinks all her chocolate milk tonight so she calms down before you get back okay?”

“You guys going to Walt’s again without us?” Ty joins the rest of you in the kitchen, ears pricking up when he hears Rikky teasing you. The clear attraction between both you and Mark had become the pairs’ favourite reality show as of late; constantly watching and laughing at the obvious while the two of you pretended to remain oblivious.

“We’re just getting dinner,” Mark laughs, trying to hide his embarrassment and ignoring the way his ears start turning red.

“Dinner without us Ty, can you believe it?” Rikky pouts dramatically, getting Ty to join along with the melodrama, much to your annoyance.

“I can’t Rikky! Who knew young love was so isolating,” mimicking Rikky’s pout, “Oh when oh when will we be loved like that?”

“I don’t know Ty, one can only dream!”

“Okay okay, we’re leaving now!” Dragging Mark away from the two grown children in front of you and towards the door.

As the door slams shut behind you, Ty and Rikky share a knowing look before bursting into a fit of giggles at both of your cuteness.

“They grow up so fast.”

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“You’ll Go to Paris one day; I’ll go with you,” Mark insists, ignoring the way you scoff in disbelief. Since telling him about your dream of going to Disneyland, Mark had got you talking a lot more about the future. A future outside of N.City. In all honesty, it was a future you’d never even considered, but now wanted more than anything.

“We’re going to Paris and we’re spending a whole weekend at Disneyland, going on every ride twice and eating as much junk food as we want!” You couldn’t help laughing along with him; he sounded so sure of himself, like he would do anything to make your dreams come true - which he would - but even if it was just a fantasy, talking about Paris with Mark, it was one you dared to let yourself indulge in. “We can have croissants for breakfast and drink coffee out of those tiny ceramic cups; we’ll take those cheesy tourist photos at the Eiffel Tower and that huge pyramid thing…”

“..The Louvre,” you correct him, the smile on your face growing with every second as Mark describes your perfect future, taking your mind away from all the chaos and pain of the now, instead making a home somewhere new in your imagination, with him.

“Yes, the Louvre,” he says, eyes sparkling as he watches you full of hope and wonder while he lays out this idyllic world in front of you. The love he feels for you is electric and right now there is nothing he wants more on this earth, than to make this dream a reality for you, to see you look like this every single day.

“I promise you, we will get there” he’s so sincere and he hopes you can tell because somehow in all this darkness, you found a light in each other and neither one of you was ready to let that go.

“Do you even want to go to Paris?” It was dangerous how much you wanted these dreams to become a reality, there had to be something, anything, that would knock you out of it.

“I want to go with you,” Mark cooed at you with the cutest smile on his face, such a dork, you thought, but as usual, couldn’t stop blushing.

“Stop! My heart! Too! Cute! I would throw up if it wasn’t so goddamn adorable!”

Both of you turn to see Ty standing next to Walt (who looks equally enamoured with the sight of the two of you) clutching his chest dramatically with one hand and wiping fake tears with the other.

“Leave the kids alone Ty, they were having a moment!” Walt scolds, handing over a to-go box of muffins, presumably for Rikky and Ty.

“What are you doing here?”

“Rik was hungry…. And I wanted to check in on you guys.” With the start of a plan, Ty was worried how you were doing with everything. He knew Mark would be there for you yes, but you were still his sister so of course he was going to worry, especially with Rikky continuing to suggest King’s involved somehow. Not only that though, he was also worried about Mark. He’s basically been flung into this mess with no warning, no experience and no guarantee that he’d make it out of it. With King being awol, it was up to Ty to take care of you all.

Squeezing in beside you, Ty sits expectantly, giving you the ‘look’ that he knows will ring out what you’re really thinking.

“I think Rikky’s right Ty,” you begin, taking a deep breath and looking to Mark for reassurance. Deep down you know that if King really is behind everything, then Ty would stand by you and protect you; but King means just as much to him too and you don’t want to hurt him.

“I doubt it but about what?”

“I think King might have killed Johnny. I think…. I think…”

Before you can full on breakdown for what feels like the millionth time over these thoughts, Mark reaches for your hand over the table, taking it upon himself to explain everything to Ty once and for all. As much as Mark wants to be the one to make everything okay for you, to fix all this mess - he knows better. If you were ever going to get the truth you’d need help and with a real plan in the works, it was time to ask for it.

After a while of Mark filling Ty in on all the theories and questions that the two of you had talked about, there’s a moment of silence as you all let the repercussions of everything settle in.

“Things just aren’t making sense Ty,” You say, trying to hold your voice steady but obviously failing by the look Ty gives you. “Pigs are flying because Rikky’s right; where has King been? Why isn’t he doing something for Johnny? You saw how he was Ty, it was like he didn’t even care!”

“Hey, you know he cares Y/N, c’mon,”

“Does he? Then where is he?” at that Ty can’t reply. He knows it’s true, something is off, but in his heart of hearts Ty doesn’t believe King would hurt any of you.

There’s tears filling your eyes as all the emotion rushes back. In a matter of moments your mind had gone from lounging in Paris, eating baguettes with Mark and laughing at each others terrible accents; to back here, with the soul crushing thought that the person you trust most in the world might be betraying you.

“Look, guys,” With a deep sigh Ty looks up at you both with determination, “I don’t know what’s going on, but I’ll look into it okay? Things have been super sketchy, but I don’t want you two putting yourselves in any more danger. I’ll figure it out.”

When King’s not there, it’s up to Ty to take care of things. To protect you all. To lead you. But what happens if Ty isn’t there anymore?

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