#joonkyung scenarios

[khhunniewriting]

Baby Illionaire

When you got to your friend’s house you immediately felt like turning back and going home. All of your friends in attendance were wearing long flowy dresses that were perfect for spring. The bright colors and floral patterns brought the garden party to life. It almost felt like something out of a magazine. 

“Y/N!”

Your head turned towards the heavily pregnant woman who was making her way over to you. “Hana...”

She smiled as she took a look at you. It had been a long time since she last saw you but she was glad to know you hadn’t changed. “You’re just as fashionable and edgy as ever.” 

Unlike everyone else, you wore colors on the other side of the spectrum. It wasn’t anything edgy or special but among them, you did seem to stand out. You could see the other women looking at you from the corner of your eye. “Thanks” you smiled, accepting her words as a compliment. “So how have you been?”

“Great” she enthusiastically responded. “It’s so much easier the second time around you know.”

“That’s good to hear,” you laughed it off. But on the inside you yelled, No, I don’t! Now you remembered why you didn’t see this woman more often. She was a good friend in terms of being there for you but she was dense. 

She gasped when she remembered, “Oh my god Y/N I’m so sorry I forgot that you-”

“It’s fine,” you held onto her wanting to stop her from saying anything else. “Let’s keep this to ourselves.” Hana was the only one who knew that for the last year you had been trying to get pregnant. You didn’t have any kids but it wasn’t for a lack of trying. As soon as people heard you hadn’t been successful in conceiving they would all start to hound you with useless tips and advice. What you hated most was when they consoled you. It wasn’t like you were barren, you just couldn’t get pregnant.

Slamming the front door with a groan caught Joonkyung’s attention. He immediately stopped what he was doing and walked out to see what had happened. When he saw his wife fall back into the soft cushions of the couch he knew something was wrong. He sat beside you putting his arm around your shoulder to bring you in close. “What’s wrong?”

You rested your head on his shoulder as your arm drape over his torso. “I want a baby.”

“Me too,” Joonkyung smiled knowing all too well what was going through your mind. He was more than ready to be a father. Since you first proposed the idea he had been looking forward to it.

You looked up at him with pleading eyes. “Can you go make me one?”

“What?” he laughed. “Baby girl you know I can’t just go out and buy one.”

“Joonkyung I saw it, today it’s been a year since I first asked you if you wanted to have a baby with me.” You were starting to lose hope. Even if the doctor said you were fine it felt like it was too long now. “What if I can’t get pregnant? What if I get so desperate for a baby that I ask you to go make one for me with another woman?”

Joonkyung was starting to get concerned when It didn’t look like you were joking. “Y/N that’s-”

“Just think about it, a little Joonkyung.” A smile reappeared on your face as you imagined what that would look like. Your husband was handsome and cool but when he smiled he looked so cute. A baby like that would be perfect for you. “You can go make it then bring it to me so I can take care of him and love-”

“Y/N don’t be crazy!”  He wanted to have a baby just as much as you did but not like that. There was no way he would go have a baby with someone else. “The only person I want to make a baby with is you. How can you tell your husband to have an affair?”

“Awww Joonkyung~” you pulled him in by the neck and kissed him. All the while your lips locked your heart fluttered with his words.The fact that he didn’t even entertain the idea of an affair made you love him even more. 

Now he was totally confused. One moment you were talking about having a baby with him then asking him to have an affair for the sake of giving you a baby. “What was that?”

“I was just testing you.” You were afraid he would start to drift from you if you were never able to give him a child. Your worst fear was that he would trade you in for someone who could. “Of course I don’t want you to make babies with anyone else but me.” Your eyes closed as you leaned in for another kiss.

This time Joonkyung pushed you back making you lay flat on the couch. He didn’t let go of you until you were gasping for air. “Don’t ever say anything like that again.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I was seriously worried that you were going crazy with this baby fever.”

“Well if I didn’t have a fever I do now.” Your hands went up to your cheeks as you felt your skin become warm. The way Joonkyung asserted his love for you had gotten you in the mood to keep trying.

“Just from kissing?” he asked a bit surprised.

You nodded with blushed cheeks. “You know I always get like this before the end of the month.”

“Oh,” he realized what you meant. His eyes lowered to your chest as he further examined what he had noticed earlier when you were leaning against him with your chest to his arm. “No wonder your boobs felt bigger.”

You playfully scolded him for taking advantage of his position above you. “ Hey, what are you looking at?” In reality, you didn’t mind at all. It was your intention to get him to look at you for the rest of your life anyway. That’s why you married him. 

Joonkyung gave you a kiss on the cheek before responding, “My beautiful wife.” There was a sly smile on his face as he helped you up into a sitting position again. He didn’t want you to feel bad about yourself or to feel bad for him. You were in this together or not at all. “Baby, don’t think about it too much. It’ll happen when you least expect it.”

His hands held your face close to his making it impossible for you to care anymore. Now all you could think about was how much you loved the man in front of you. Being married to Joonkyung was easy because he made sure to remind you how much he loved you every day, night, morning, holiday, birthday, anniversary, etc. Although he always kept that cool tough guy look in front of others, when it came to you he was a pushover who smiled and gave in to your every wish. “I won’t but can you take me to Hawaii soon?”

That was an easy request. He was more than ready to take you there if it meant making you feel better. He was a busy man but he didn’t even have to look at his schedule because you were way more important. “How about next week?”

You held onto your stomach as you made your way back to your seat. It was unfortunate that you were feeling so sick when you planned to be extra loving towards your husband.

“Are you feeling better?” Joonkyung asked seeing slight relief in your expression. While you were gone he had transformed your seat into a bed. 

“Yeah, it helped.” When you laid down you made sure to lay on your side so you could still face him. “I’ve never had motion sickness before. It’s awful! My stomach feels like it’s empty but being crushed at the same time.”

“Sorry baby...” He placed his hand on your stomach wanting to comfort you. He began to rub small circles around it reminding you of your mother would comfort your upset stomach as a child. Soon your eyes closed but your lips continued to curve up.

“What are you smiling about?”

“Just thinking...” You were sure Joonkyung would be an excellent father. “I feel so much better now.”

Joonkyung continued to watch over you even when you got out of the plane. After checking in to the hotel he made you rest even though you didn’t want to.

“But Joonkyung-”

“Y/N you just spilled your guts out in the plane.” He was accustomed to taking you out for lunch as soon as you got there. But this time he thought to order in so you could recover from the plane ride.

“But I’m feeling much better now.”

“I don’t-”

“Please” you begged with wide eyes. You really were feeling better, it almost felt like you had imagined the whole thing. Now your stomach was settled and ready for a feast. “I wanted to come here so we could do stuff together not rest.”

“Fine,” Joonkyung sighed giving in. “But we’re going to stop by the drug store to get you some medicine in case you get sick again.”

“Fine with me.” You took his hand to lead the way out of the familiar hotel. It was the same one you always stayed in. By now you felt it was like a second home; you even joked about Joonkyung owning it.

The next morning you were back to being sick until evening. Even with the medicine, you experienced the same thing a few more times during your trip. Joonkyung was starting to seriously worry. You knew he would try to end the trip if you continued like this so you hid it from him.

He knocked on the bathroom door where you had locked yourself in. “Baby are you okay?”

You hated lying to him but you had your reasons. Instead of worry, you were starting to get excited. It really was creepy to smile after you had just threw out your entire breakfast but it couldn’t be helped. You came back out with a bright smile, “Never better.”

“You mean you’re not sick today?”

“Of course not.” 

As soon as you got back from the trip you went to the doctor and confirmed that you were indeed pregnant. It was the news you had been waiting to hear for a year now. Exciting wasn’t the right word, there were no right words to express how you felt. That’s why you knew you couldn’t just tell Joonkyung the news. Plain and simple just wasn’t the way you two lived. You wanted to do something special.

It was oddly strange how nervous you felt. You kept imagining what his reaction would be like that you knew you couldn’t wait much longer.

“Joonkyung,” you called out to your husband as soon as you got home but there was more than one reply. 

“I’m in here” Joonkyung called out to you so you could follow his voice.

“We’re here too” Donggab added.

You went around looking for him and ended up in front of an Illionaire Ambition meeting. “Everyone is here today,” it was almost too perfect. Like this, you could let the boys know the news as well.

“Were you out shopping?” he asked you when he saw the bags in your hands.

You nodded putting down all the bags except for a small Versace bag. "And I got you something too.” The bag rested on the table for them to wonder what it could be.

“For me?”

“Yes but you have to come open it here.”

Joonkyung didn’t think much of your instructions. He went over to your side of the table not suspecting a thing.

Donggab, on the other hand, noticed how fidgety you were. He took his phone out knowing something was going on.”I feel like I have to record this.” 

It wasn’t a special occasion so he did wonder why you were giving him a gift. “Did I forget our anniversary?”

“Hyung how can you forget when it’s tattooed on your arm?” Hyoeun pointed out. 

“Open it, open it, open it” Changmo started to chant.

“What is it?” Joonkyung glanced at you as he picked up the bag looking for any sign of what could be happening. But you wouldn’t budge, “open it and find out.”

He visibly relaxed when he pulled out a familiar black velvet box. It wasn’t until he opened it that he reacted. There was no gold chain, no ring, or watch. His lips slowly curved up as he realized what was going on, “it’s a pacifier.” 

Joonkyung’s smile grew when he looked at you. “Are you really?” He was in disbelief needing your verbal confirmation to know this really was happening.

“I’m pregnant.” As soon as you confirmed it you received a bone-crushing hug from your husband. He was clearly just as happy as you were. Being so close to him allowed you to feel the pounding in his chest. 

“Congratulations!” The guys were all still shocked. They had come for a meeting and ended up hearing some big news. 

Joonkyung was no longer thinking of work. “F*ck work let’s go celebrate.” He took everyone out to dinner that night. While they all posted pictures of the celebration no one revealed what they were celebrating. To the fans, it just looked like the men were out having a meal together.

Dok2: Baby text me as soon as you get out.

“What’s wrong with you?” Donggab asked when he saw Joonkyung kept checking his phone. They were currently backstage of an Ambition concert watching over the three younger males as they performed.

“I’m waiting for Y/N to tell me how the appointment went.” Today was the day you would find out the gender of the baby. Because of the concert, he had to miss the appointment but wanted to stay updated.

“I’m sure Baby Illi is fine.” 

Because the gender of the baby wasn’t known yet it had no name. That’s why Joonkyung had nicknamed it Baby Illionare or Baby Illi for short. It caught on, the guys and even you referred to the bab with that name.

“Yeah but today she finds out if it’s a boy or a girl.”

“Oh, are you hoping for something in particular?”

“A boy,” Joonkyung instantly responded making Donggab laugh.

“That was quick. Why a boy?”

“If it’s a girl I will definitely not let her date until she’s 30. I don’t want any guys to go near her and if she looks like Y/N...” As he thought back to the days when he was trying to date you Joonkyung remembered the other guys who would hit on you. Even now there were those who picked you as their ideal type. “...There’s going to be a lot.”

Dongabb was having a good laugh with his explanation. He knew his friend would be just as protective as he was with you. “What does Y/N say about this?”

“She said I’m crazy.”

You: I’m out 😊

Dok2: How did it go?

You: Good... I gained 2 kg more but it’s okay it’s for Baby Illi 😥

Dok2: Don’t worry about that Baby. You’re still beautiful.

You: How do you know? You haven’t seen me in four days!

Dok2: You’re always beautiful though��️

You: 😍 I knew I loved you for a reason.

Dok2: I love you for many reasons 😉

You: 😘😘Two kisses, one from me and one from Baby Illi.

Dok2: So what is Baby Illi exactly?

You: An unborn fetus 😂 JK I know what you want me to say but I’m not telling you.

Dok2: What! Why not?

You: Because you told already told our parents and your fans. Now I get to reveal the gender.

Dok2: That’s okay but at least tell me before everyone else.

You: No

Dok2: But I’m the father!

You: Issa surprise 😉

Joonkyung was in a hurry to get back home. He needed to get the information out of you.

“Surprise!” you shouted as Joonkyung opened the front door. He had been gone for almost a week and came back to a room full of white balloons scattered across the floor and furniture. 

“What is all this?” he asked as he kicked through the balloons to get to you. He was curious to know what you were up to but also he missed you so much he just wanted to kiss you. 

It was hard to pull away from him but you really wanted him to start. “This is a gender reveal surprise.”

He looked around not clear on what you meant. “But it’s all white? What does that mean?”

“One of these balloons has confetti inside. You have to pop them to find the right one and see what color it is.” You gave him a safety pin so he could start.

Joonkyung’s eyes widened as he realized just how many balloons there were. “Baby you’re really going to make me pop all these balloons when I just got back?”

You nodded, “I mean it’s up to you if you want to know.” 

“Of course I want to know.” He picked up one of the balloons and popped it but nothing came out. 

“Only 349 to go~” you teased as you took a video of him. He was full of determination as he quickly went around the room popping balloon after balloon. You sent the video to Donggab just like you promised and he instantly responded.

Donggab: Look at that determination. Baby girl Illi is going to be living the single life till she’s 30.

You: My poor baby girl.

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A/N: What do you think of the insta edits? Should I continue to use them in my fics?

[write-this-way-please]

Couple Items

Couple Items

When your boyfriend suggested you two get a few couple items you thought it was cute. He had a tendency of buying you a lot of jewelry and you’d just make him return it. His taste was just a little over the top and too expensive. You were hoping that shopping together would mean you could hit up a few local shops and get a matching phone charm, or cute couples shirts. But of course, Joon Kyung wasn’t that simple. When he said he wanted to shop in Gangnam, it should have been your red flag that he wanted something over the top.

“Yah, Oppa please put that down that’s expensive.” you pouted. He’d dragged you all around the city going from Versace boutiques to Armani stores and buying all of these outfits and bags that you just know you’re not going to wear.

Joon Kyung held up the gold chain, inspecting it with the jeweler. “But you wanted matching things. Let’s get a whole outfit.”

“I meant something cute and meaningful-That chain cost more than my car.” you crossed your arms over your chest.

He grinned looking over “We can fix that too. Matching couple cars? I could get you one in rose gold?”

“No”

“But you love Rose Gold, it’ll match your phone”

You sighed holding his hand. “Please, I don’t even wear chains. And don’t even think about buying me a car.”

He smiled pecking your lips. “I’m probably still going to buy you a car.”

“Please excuse me” you bowed toward the jeweler before pulling your boyfriend away. “I thought you wanted to get couple items today.”

“I do. We can get matching rings, chains, bracelets, cars. I’ll even get you a matching apartment-”

“Yah.” you sighed heavily, shoulders slumping. You weren’t necessarily desensitized to your boyfriend's lavish spending. You just preferred if it wasn’t on you. “That’s it Oppa, you’re fired.”

“Fired?”

“Mhmm. I’m deciding on all of the couple items.” you slipped your hand into his. “Let’s go to Hongdae.” you pecked his lips.

"Alright fine. My Baby gets what my Baby wants." he grinned, lacing his fingers with yours and kissing you back. “But I’m paying for it”

It took a little more convincing but you were able to talk him into going to Hongdae, and for the most part it felt like a normal date. You two walked down the street looking for anything to catch your eye.  

"How about this one?" Joon Kyung held up a designer hoodie to your body. "It'll look great on you Jagi"

You frowned placing it back on the rack. "Not my style."  It kinda was, but there was no way in hell you were going to tell Joon Kyung that you didn't want it because that jacket cost more than your rent.

"How about this?" you handed a cute simple t-shirt to him. It started to spell out Love and completed on the other shirt.  "Too Much?" you raised a brow.

"Ummm." his voice fell flat as he looked away. "Uh…Maybe something a little less…in your face?"

"You wanted a car" you huffed.

"Cars are subtle, the shirts just desperate." he hung the shirt back on the rack. "It says you're mine in a clingy please don't leave me way."

From jewelry to clothing to shoes. Nothing clicked. If you couldn't even agree on a couples item what did that say about the rest of your relationship? What would your wedding be like?

Leaving Hongdae empty handed was almost the epitome of defeat. Leaning your head on Joon Kyung's shoulder you let out a long and empty sigh. "What's wrong with us…?"

"There's nothing wrong with us. We'll just try looking in Itaewon tomorrow. We'll find something."

"There's nothing…" you sighed.

"What about the spinner couple rings we saw at the shop."

"Rings are too much…I only ever want to wear a wedding band…"

"What about an engagement ring?"

"Not a must. I'd be happy with the band alone. Honestly, the wedding alone is good enough. I don’t need the rings.”

He smiled hearing the sincerity in your voice. "What is it you want?"

"Something that we'd both be happy to have…something practical…something…sweet." you shrugged. "Maybe I've just been watching too many dramas" you kicked the ground while, walking through the park to the parking garage.

There were a couple vendors that lined the park walkway. Most of which selling knick knacks, and trinkets but nothing too eye catching. You had a tendency to try and avoid eye contact and damn near power walk away from any form of salesmen. Joon Kyung, however, liked browsing, probably since he could afford to be talked into a purchase. "What's that?"

"Joon Kyung, where in the world are you going?" you hesitantly followed him to table with various blinking lights.

"What's this?" he eagerly looked at the charms.

"Their couple phone charms, they glow when you get close to one another"'

You looked closer to the table, taking in their different shapes and colors. "They're pretty"

Joon Kyung grinned. "We'll take a set" he handed a wad of cash to the very flustered salesmen, who was scrambling for change. "You can keep the change"

You looked over to him frowning. "You'd use this?" When you thought of your boyfriend you didn't exactly associate him to cute little glowing moon phone charms.

"Of course" he plugged it into the headphone jack and smiled seeing yours glow. "They work"

"I like that they glow" you smiled to yourself, looking at your sun charm.

"Then stay near me" he mumbled to himself. He could feel you beaming at him. "Ugh. I can't believe I said that"

"Look who's getting soft~" you grinned teasing him.

"I'm not getting soft." he grumbled speeding up.

"Awe you're cute."

"No I'm not." after a few feet he stopped walking and looked over his shoulder. A frown etched on his face. “Hurry up…” he looked at his charm. “You’re too far…”

Following his gaze, to his phone charm, your eyes softened seeing that it stopped glowing. You couldn’t help but smile and catch up with him, linking your arms with his. “I love you” you pecked his lips softly.

“Love you too…”

END

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Just a little fluff request I've been meaning to get out >.< hope you guys liked it. Now off to sleep I go~

[richrubies]

sí papi

[khhwrites]

I Think You’re Beautiful

100 Ways To Say I Love You

You groaned walking back into the fitting room. Joonkyung wasn’t an easy shopper. Not when it came to things for himself and not even when it came to you.

“Stop whining, shouldn't you be glad that you're going to such an important event with such an amazing person?”

“You don't’ even have to do anything difficult, all you gotta do is look good, is that too much to ask for?” He added.

You rolled your eyes pulling the dress over your head hastily. “Oh I am so sorry your highness that someone like me isn’t being grateful enough. I mean it’s not like I could go to such a luxurious party without you..I totally should not be acting like this.” You yelled back sarcastically.

A grin spread onto his face, “It’s good that you know.” He turned his head hearing the door creak open.

You walked out, pulling the short dress down uncomfortably, scanning his face for any signs of dissatisfaction. Nothing. He didn’t say anything and his face remained unphased.

You slowly backed up into the room, “I know, I know, This one doesn’t look good either? There’s a few more I can try on and if you don’t like those ei-”

He cut you off, walking towards you with his hands in his pockets. “You look good..I guess.” He said quickly and looked away.

You laughed. “Really?”

“Yeah I look half decent,” You admitted, taking a few spins in front of the mirror.

“I think you’re beautiful.” Joonkyung said nonchalantly, almost laughing at himself because of much he was trying to  maintain his cold personality with you.

You laughed pulling his hand into yours. It was definitely something to celebrate. He loved you, you knew that, but it was rare that he ever expressed his feelings vocally.

Suddenly he pulled you closer. “But it’s too short,” You lightly pushed him, stomping your feet towards the awiting pieces that he probably won’t like either.

“You know Joonkyung, you’re probably just gonna end up ruining my clothes anyway once we leave the party so just quit being difficult!”

“What? It’s not my fault you always look good.” He smirked.  

[df71soul]

can someone write some good new scenarios for dok2  i’m  so thristy for reading fictions  about him  

[dok2trbl]

[FACETIME SCENARIO] You get fever and you haven’t replied his text since yesterday. Joonkyung is worried because you are in Hawaii. You are a freelance photographer and being sick in work trip sucks. It’s night in Hawaii and you get a lil bit better. “Finally you pick my call, i am so worried.” “Do you think that you still can work? Please,don’t force yourself and i don’t mind to help them find another photographer.” “If i am not busy with smtm 6, i will go to Hawaii right fvckin now.” “Please eat well and take your medicine but eat first!” “Don’t work too hard, baby! I love you!”

[khhscnarios]

So predictable [Dok2]

Dok2 + #5: ‘’I’m not here to make friends.’’

request here for the drabble game

You just got the job you wanted all your life, a stylist. There weren’t a lot of people who got the same chance as you did. You had to prove yourself and took a, not so easy, task to make yourself seen: stylist at the new season of Show Me The Money. Thinking about styling famous people got you a bit nervous, especially since you just started. 

You walked inside the building looking for someone to help you, but everyone was running around, trying to get everything ready for the show. You were a few minutes, actually twenty but who counts right, early and you didn’t know where to go. Since you were still early you just decided to sit down for a few minutes, waiting for someone to guide you.

“Excuse me, no fans are allowed in this area, you need to leave” some girl commanded. It looked like she had witnessed this a few times before, which made you even more nervous. She was wearing a laminated green ‘staff’ pass around her neck and you were wondering if any staff member needed this, including you.

“Well, this is actually my first day here. I am the new stylist, but I don’t know where to go” you confessed. 

She sighed as she called someone over. A somewhat young guy walked over and introduced himself. He lead you to a smaller room, filled with clothes and a few mirrors. There were a small amount of other people in the room already busy doing their work and just a few looked up at you and just gave you a small nod.

“This is your work place, just wait for one of the boys to come up and help them in their assigned clothes, please” one of the girls who had walked up to you explained.

Just like you expected, there were a few outfits; some adidas track suits, black ripped jeans, a red sweater and a few snapbacks. 

The minutes you were waiting, felt like hours maybe even years. Finally someone knocked on the door, peeked around the corner and walked in.

“Well now the outfits make sense” you muttered under your breath.

“Am I that predictable?” Joonkyung laughed and you blushed, feeling caught.

“I’m Dok2” Joonkyung said, “but you can call me Joonkyung” he exclaimed. “I’ve never seen you here, are you the new one they were praising?” he continued.

You weren’t sure if they were actually praising you, but the compliment made you blush. To make sure Joonkyung wouldn’t make a comment about it, you quickly grabbed the first outfit. You gave it to him and he gave you a small smile.

“I could show you around, if you want” he hinted as he took his shirt off to change, making you blush even harder than before. You quickly looked the other way. 

“I’m not here to make friends.” you answered.

“Who said I wanted to be friend?” Joonkyung laughed. “You’re so cute” he walked over to where you were sitting and pinched your cheeks. You slapped his hands away and cleared your throat.

This wasn’t exactly how you thought your first day was going to be happening, but you liked it. Joonkyung was the first person to talk with you about something other than you’re new, this is how you do everything. But you weren’t going to ruin your job, just because he was being nice to you.

“You look great in this outfit.” you said after another two outfits. You had finally picked the one, and you had to admit that he looked great in it.

“Stop flirting with me” he gasped, still smiling at your compliment. You shook your head, laughing at his silly comment. The crew swiftly came back in to announce that Joonkyung his set was ready to be shot and then left (to probably stress about some more things).

“You know, my offer still stands.” Joonkyung started. “If you want me to show you around, just give me a call” he insisted.

“I don’t even have your phone number” you mumbled, finally giving in. 

He walked back and grabbed your phone from the desk. He quickly typed in his number and gave your phone back to you.

“Now you do” he winked and walked out of the room, giving you a small wave.

You looked down at your phone and smiled. You were defenitely going to call him later.

[sceneit-khiphop]

Dok2 Romance Series: Selfless (Part Three)

WC: 3222

MC’S POV:

“You!” You gasp in unison with the tattooed assailant or doctor whatever that Na-Na keeps calling him, “You—what are--hey!”

           Unable to conjure up a clear sentence, you continue to cut yourself off to begin something new only to pause again. The man before you is equally as shocked; his own facial expression mirroring your own.

“I don’t—wait—stop!” He exclaims as you two stumble over the words spilling from your mouths.

“Joon-Kyung.” A deep, familiar voice catches your attention and your eyes flash to the man in the suit from before.

“_____?” Na-Na questions behind you, only beginning to see what was happening just beside her.

“Na-Na!” You whip around and grip her upper arm before yanking her forward, placing her directly in front of the beanie wearing attacker, “Look! I told you! My attacker and that doctor are the same person!”

“Doctor?” Doctor’s face contorts with confusion just as the man in the suit stuffs his phone into his suit pocket before stepping forward and holding out his palm.

“Ma’am, you cannot be accusing people so blatantly in public!” He whispered harshly, lowering his voice so as not draw attention, though you had already drawn enough without your knowing.

           You open your mouth to speak but the suit raises his palm, silencing you before you even have the chance to talk.

“Attacker?” His voice is lower than before as he inches closer to you, “Do you know who this is and where we are? Unless you want to go to court for slandering, and lose, I might add, I suggest you keep your extreme opinions to yourself.”

           You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Completely baffled by the audacity of the suit, you can only stare at him in disbelief. In that moment, recognition seems to etch across his face as he recalls your features. Then he smirks condescendingly.

“I remember you.” Straightening his posture, the suit stuffs his hands in his pockets and cocks his head, “You were the girl in the hallway last night, weren’t you?”

           Again, you open your mouth but, again, he is talking before you have the chance.

“Don’t go picking fights you won’t win. After all,” His eyes narrow, “Who would believe a stalker?”

           Stalker?! How did you go from being the victim to the perpetrator? And who was this tall, lanky, albeit intimidating, suit to go and threaten you? You were here to raise awareness about the orphanage where you had been volunteering at for ages. Why were you the one doing something for a good cause yet being accused of nonsense suddenly? And as if you knew the tattooed assailant was going to literally bumping into you! You even hoped to never see him again!

“Stalker!” You say loud enough to now have anyone in the vicinity’s attention, “Why I oughta! Do you know what he did to me?! He pulled me into a dark closet and then cov—mmph!”

           Before you can finish defending yourself, Na-Na, who you had momentarily forgotten was even there, swung her slender arm over your shoulders and clamped her hand over your mouth before dragging you away. Taken by surprise with a mixture of rage and confusion twisting together within yourself, you only continue to yell, though it’s all muffled as you’re pulled away.

           Once Na-Na successfully pulls you out of sight, she releases her hold on your mouth and you immediately begin to pace back and forth as you say harsh things under your breath.

“_____!” Na-Na grips your shoulders and forces you to stay still, “What are you doing?! Are you nuts?”

“Am I nuts?” You point to yourself, “Na-Na, I’m not crazy! I just pointed him out to you! How can you--.”

“_____, listen! He’s right. You can’t just say something so outright and in public. With his status and fame vs. all of you, you’d be shunned out of the city!”

           A scoff escapes you as you shake your head at her.

“It wasn’t like I was going to sue him! I already let it go!” You declare, “He was suddenly there and then I remembered you were there, I was only trying to prove to you what I told you last night.”

           Na-Na frowns before lowering her eyes and taking a step back.

“I believe you.” She responds.

“Yeah, now.” You retort.

           Na-Na meets your eyes before offering an apologetic smile.

“Look, I’m sorry. I should’ve believed you. But now that I do, you have to go back there and stay calm.”

“I was calm before.” You state but the look Na-Na gives you suggests otherwise, “Until that suit called me a stalker.”

“Let’s just go back, apologize, make our peace, and be on our way.”

“Ha.” You reply sarcastically as Na-Na tugs gently on your arm, “Apologize.”

           But it didn’t matter. By the time the two of you returned to the front of the building, your assailant and that rat in a suit pal of his were already long gone. The bystanders were also missing from the front as you two returned to your stand.

“Oh, goodie.” You bounce your shoulders and clap your hands, “No apologizing today.”

“When did you begin to dislike the idea of apologizing?” Na-Na tosses you a questioning look.

“Since I was accused of being something I’m not.” You pronounce, “I assure you, Na-Na, I am no stalker. Especially for tattooed assailants.”

JOON-KYUNG’S POV:

           What had she called him again? Doctor? Where had that come from? Joon-Kyung sat silently in thought as the van drove further away from the broadcasting company and closer to the comfort, and safety, of his record label. Next to him, his manager was talking animatedly into his phone. As it turns out, what little of the altercation back there that had taken place had already reached the internet. Fame sure did have its downsides.

           Due to the location and bad timing for smiles to appear, and her sudden outburst, plenty of people around them that had been in the parking lot and enjoying their lunch break had witnessed the entire thing. Phones had been pulled out and videos had been taken and by the time Joon-Kyung and his manager finally escaped the tinted windows of his van, a video had already been posted online, Joon-Kyung had been easily identified by netizens.

           Throwing his phone at the headrest of the seat before him, Joon-Kyung’s manager curses softly before tightening his fist. Joon-Kyung knew what this could mean for him and if he, his manager, or his label couldn’t contain the footage then Joon-Kyung could get that R&R he had been dreaming about, though it’d be due to unfortunate situations.

“That little girl already has your name popping onto reporting websites and fancafe’s all over the internet.” He groans, glaring intently ahead.

“It’ll be fine, hyung.” Joon-Kyung tells him without much convincing in his tone.

“’It’ll be fine’.” His manager repeats, “How, exactly, is this going to be ‘fine’? As far as I know, you’re already losing money and fans as we speak, so please, enlighten me, Joon-Kyung.”

“I don’t know.” He responds, shrugging his shoulders, “How much damage could she do, anyway? It was brief and I doubt anyone could hear anything from where they were standing.”

           Joon-Kyung sees his manager shake his head in the corner of his eye.

“Until there’s solid evidence of any cell phone camera catching her saying what she did, we have nothing to worry about.” Joon-Kyung begins as he puts in an earphone, “It could just be a matter of misinterpretation.”

“Misinterpretation.” His manager repeats thoughtfully to himself before chuckling amusingly, “You are cleverer than you appear to be, Joon-Kyung.”

           But Joon-Kyung had already placed his other earbud in, unaware of the seed he had planted in his managers’ head.

It was eight o’clock at night when Joon-Kyung was awakened by his manager entering his crash room. After Joon-Kyung had returned to Illionaire, he went straight to recording and had to cover twice as much work to make-up for the time lost this morning. Finally, after hours of rearranging, mixing, recording, setting tempo, finding beats, and all the effort that goes into making rap, Joon-Kyung slipped into his crash room, hoping to sneak in an hour-long nap before the next sessions. However, his manager had other plans.

“How are you sleeping through all this?” He asks before loosening his tie and making himself comfortable in a chair.

“Easy, actually, before you came in, anyway.” Joon-Kyung grumbles to himself before sitting forward to address his manager, “What’s up?”

“There are reports outside.” He informs Joon-Kyung, cocking a single brow as he waits for a reaction. But when he doesn’t get one, he sighs heavily, “They want a statement.”

“So, give them a statement.” Joon-Kyung replies bitterly, returning to a horizontal position.

“Is there a preferred statement you’d like me to give?” His manager aks but Joon-Kyung just wants to get rid of him so he can sleep.

“Since when have you cared about what I want to say to the press.” Joon-Kyung snorts, “Feed them the same stuff you always do.”

“Well.” His manager starts and rises from his seat before heading for the door. But just before he leaves, he turns back to Joon-Kyung, “Don’t say I didn’t offer.”

“Sure.” Joon-Kyung dismisses it with a wave and succumbs to the sleep he had been craving, not a single worry drifting through his mind.

“What did you do…” Joon-Kyung stares blankly at his phone, reading the statement that had been released from his label barely an hour ago.

“The hounds were hungry and I fed them, just like you insisted.” His manager has his arms crossed proudly against his chest as he smirks at the new report displaying on the television above Joon-Kyung’s head.

“Except this time, you poisoned them!” Joon-Kyung shouts.

“Calm down.” His manager sternly responds, his jawline set, “I only twisted a few things around; nothing I haven’t done before, right?”

“Wrong.” Joon-Kyung shakes his head, “This is a lie. All of it is a lie. There is no truth to it and you’ve gone and made me look like a saint while she’s going to be rained down on.”

“Again, nothing I haven’t done bef--.”

“Stop saying that!” Joon-Kyung rises from his spot on the couch and approaches his manager, “Before…we haven’t had to bring anyone else down. I was only ever mentioned in statements, no other person or parties were mentioned before. What you’re doing, what you did, can ruin someone’s life.”

“Hmm.” His manager’s eyes darken as he takes a single step closer, “Much like the little girl was going to earlier, am I right?”

“She wasn’t going to do anything! She’s harmless and now you’ve gone and dug up all her information and gave it to the public. They’re gonna eat her alive.” Joon-Kyung’s voice falls as the weight of the dilemma truly begins to sink in, “You don’t what you’ve done.”

“Oh, you’re not placing the blame on only me, are you?”

“You gave the goddamn statement!”

“You gave me the idea and I gave you a chance!” His manager yelled, “’Misinterpretation’, remember? So, I came up with one. But before I released it to the public, I came to you. And what did you do? Brush it off. Because that’s how careless you were about this.”

           Joon-Kyung swallowed, his mouth dry. He had nothing else to say.

“I didn’t feed little red riding hood to the big bad wolf, Joon-Kyung.” His manager pauses beside him as he makes way for the door, “That was you. All…you.”

MC’S POV:

“They’re calling me an obsessed, mentally unstable, stalker.” You gaped, your chest aching at the news report flashing across the screen.

“_____, it’s all lies! Don’t listen to them!” Na-Na assures you, reaching for the remote in your hand but you tighten your grip on it, listening intently to the news reporter.

“Revealed by Illionaire Record earlier this evening in a statement following video footage of rapper/producer Dok2 appearing to be in a confrontation with a woman outside SBS broadcasting station, Dok2 has been suffering for months the incessant and unwanted attention of a fan turned stalker.”

           A still-shot from a recording of this morning’s encounter is placed onto the screen as the reporter continues to voice over.

“Longtime fan of Dok2, who we will identify as __, has subjected herself to following the hip-hop artist to various event location in just the past couple months. Mentioned in the statement from Illionaire, before this morning’s confrontation, the woman was seen pretending to be an employee at a mall where Dok2 had been attending a fan-sign event in an attempt to get closer to the artist just last night.”

           Next, your senior high-school photo is shown, though your eyes and nametag on your uniform are blurred to protect your identity. How thoughtful.

“Per Illionaire’s statement, this morning was yet another attempt to getting closer to the artist. Posing as an awareness advisor for a well-known orphanage in Seoul, __ approached Dok2 as he and his manager left the broadcasting station following a radio show appearance. Both Dok2 and his manager tried to contain the woman’s hysterical cries before she drew attention to herself but it had already been too late. The woman ultimately had a mental breakdown, resulting in her beginning to name-call and insult the artist before being pulled away by an unknown individual.”

           Then his face appears. And all you feel is a burning sensation building from within you.

“Illionaire closed their statement by saying that Dok2 is relieved he won’t be harassed any longer but prays that the young woman gets the help that she needs to return to a healthy mental state.”

           You feel your fingers being pried apart as Na-Na slips the remote out of her hand and turns the TV off. Your breathing is shallow and you feel like you’re going to faint, kill, and cry, all at the same time.

“_____?” Na-Na gently places her hand on your shoulder in what you assumed was supposed to be comforting, “Talk to me.”

“About what?” Your voice is barely audible as you stare blankly ahead, “About how in less than 24 hours I’m labeled a stalker on national television? Or maybe about how they mentioned that I was posing for the orphanage? Or maybe something less important, like how I’ve been a longtime fan yet I can’t even pronounce his name?!”

           At this point, you’re a full-on crying mess and no amount of tissue or sweater sleeve could keep you from getting snot and tears all over your face. Na-Na only pulled you closer to her, pulling your head to her shoulder as the cries racked your body. What had you done to do deserve this? It wasn’t like you put yourself on this godly, untouchable pedestal, but you had never hurt anyone. And now you were scared to death that Na-Na’s prediction would come true: the whole country would shun you, including the orphanage.

“Na-Na…” You sobbed, “What...am I… going to… do?”

“Shh, _____, don’t think about it now.” You pulled away from her and wiped your face roughly.

“Don’t think about it?!” You exclaim, “How can I not, Na-Na?! I can’t go to the orphanage tomorrow after this! I doubt I can even step outside!”

“Oh, _____.” Na-Na frowns, tears threatening to fall from her own eyes, “It won’t be that bad.”

“Says the girl who warned me about being shunned.” You whimper, “You don’t know how I’m feeling right now; you were labeled the ‘unknown individual’. They---why—I just don’t understand.”

“We’ll do something, _____.” Na-Na says, moving closer to you to hold your hand, “They won’t get away with this.”

“How, Na-Na?” You ask, feeling utterly defeated, “We don’t have the resources, or connections, or money to back us up like they do. They win.”

           Na-Na’s frown retains but she doesn’t speak this time. There’s nothing she can say anyway. You were both low-income, young females that volunteered in their free time and had no dollar signs to your names. It was game over.

           The two of you sat in silent on the living room floor for some time, never saying anything, rarely moving. It was as if you were in this constant state of free fall but you felt like you couldn’t move at the same time. It was dizzying and sickening.

           A phone began to ring and you and Na-Na both looked to the end table to see that her phone was lighting up. Slipping the device into her hand, she offers a meek smile to you before mouthing ‘mom’ and excusing herself.

           Now you were alone. A dreadful feeling came over you then. Was this how it was going to be in a couple days’ time? Were you going to find yourself on the floor of your apartment every night, blotchy-eyed and sniffling, sick and alone, isolated and forgotten? It was bringing back memories that you never wanted to recall again. You felt the tears coming again. But then another phone rang. Yours.

           Wiping away any excess tears, you crawled to your phone that was lying a couple feet from you. An unknown number was displayed on the front. You should’ve known not to answer it but you weren’t in your best state of mind now. Hitting the answer icon, you raised the phone to your ear.

“Hello?” Your voice cracked and you repeated yourself again, attempting to sound somewhat clearer.

“Yah! You fucking bitch! You leave oppa alone, you freak! If you don’t, we’ll find you and--.” You hurried to hang up before they could say anything more. Before they tried to call back, you quickly went to block the number but then a message popped up, making it difficult to block the number without switching screens. Then another message and another and suddenly your phone was lighting up as if it was New Year’s Eve. Except instead of new year’s resolutions, you were receiving hate mail.

           WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!

             HEY! FREAK! RUN AND HIDE BEFORE WE FIND YOU!!

             LEAVE DOK2 ALONE! >.<>.<>.<

                       BETTER NEVER SHOW YOUR FACE AGAIN, YOU FUCKING BASKET-CASE!

           They were never-ending. The vibrations coming from your phone were reverberating throughout your entire body and you were beginning to feel more sick than you had been. Dropping your phone to the ground, you race to the bathroom and throw up the toilet seat just in time to see what little remains of your breakfast had come up.

“_____!” Na-Na cries out when she sees you bending over the toilet, “Mom, I gotta go! I’ll call you back later!”

           Then she was by your side, rubbing your back and keeping your hair from getting in the way of your mouth. After what felt like an agonizing hour and sore throat later, you finally leaned back and rested against the cabinets of the counter. Na-Na is crying silently beside you, but after having done all that puking, you were sure there wasn’t an ounce of fluid inside you to even make you cry anymore.

           You smack your lips together, unable to even taste your tongue anymore. A single whimper escape your mouth, “I hope they’re happy.”

Ugh, so damn sorry this took so long! But as long as the wait has been, I hope the third part makes up for the lack of updating! Please let me know what you think so far of Selfless and share your thoughts with me<3 I really love and appreciate your feedback!

Xoxo, Beau<3

[lovrodney]

I so love your Jay Park scenarios😭 u write so well for him. If it's possible to have another fluffy one where he is proud that you and Joonkyung are super close friends,he is proud of you, and he finds u prettier and glowing on someday, he got more in love with you. That day, Dok2 had a slip and he told him the news that you were pregnant since you hid it from Jay until you told him and he finished his work quickly to come to you and SHOW YOU HOW HE LOVES YOU TOO MUCH (no need for sexual stuff)

Thank you so much! I love writing for him since he has so many sides and different scenarios that he fits so well into

[mother-suho]

In the Works

Series:

genius nochang

spirits (part one) (part two: one fourths completed)

you’ve been haunted by spirits your whole life, your appearance is masked by them, hiding the harm they do to you. not one person has noticed, until one day, he saw you.

jongdae

serendipity (part one: just started lol)

born as one of the most powerful beings on your planet, your parents were scared, they had to hide you from the people that desired the powers you attained. the problem is, hiding is only effective for so long...

kyungsoo

last one standing (prologue: one fourths done) (part one: finished) started part one before prologue lol my bad (part two: just started)

your family has been running a corrupt business for years on end, and everyone wants them dead, specifically the mafia. once they’re all finally dead, you are the last target.

Scenarios:

cjamm

friends with benefits (halfway done)

things started to heat up between the two of you (kind of the only way to describe this lol, y’all cjamm fans will like this)

dok2

office crush (halfway-ish done)

joonkyung really likes you, and after finally signing you under illionaire he can’t hold back his crush.

jay park

friendly act (one fourth done)

request: hellooooo~~♡ can u write a jay park scenario where you and your crew and jay and aomg are invited to a party, you actually go out with jay for a solid 1 year relationship and u always keep the friendly acts in front of everyone .. so when u get to kiss in spin the bottle everyone senses something going on between u.. and u change the game only to be faced to “who knows yn” so they ask a series of questions that normally only couples answer jay did like you did to him and that’s how they got it

oh hyuk

tattooist (soulmate au) (halfway done)

request: well i’d like oh hyuk scenario to be a bit angsty but with a fluffy ending :) maybe an au soulmate or something like that?

drunk confessions (three fourths done)

with a friendship of fifteen years, why ruin it with your little crush. 

simon dominic

missing you (one fourth done)

you missed him, his hugs, his smile, everything. to bad that you let it all go.

zico 

what are you nervous for (one fourth done)

request: may i request a scenario with zico where him and the reader have been dating for a few months and he wants to introduce them to his crew/friends but the reader is nervous by meeting his friends/crew since they are a foreigner and a non idol? and it doesnt have to be just fanxychild crew, it could be jay and his crew too if you want to include them. thank you ^·^

zion.t

hands off (one fourth done)

request: i don’t know if this is a bit vague, but could i get an angsty scenario with zion.t please! i don’t really have any plot in mind but could it have a fluffier end? btw your blacknut scenarios were awesome! xxx

p.s. there are request i haven’t even gotten too, so looking at this list it’s clear i’m unorganized. i hope to finish some of the scenarios before the year ends.

p.s.s i’m not the best at summarizing in general, i always write too much. so i tried to not do that so if in anyway these small blurbs aren’t enough my bad.

[khhunniewriting]

The Others (17)

[ Mafia/Gang AU ]  [ Index ]

Simon eyed Jay with speculation. It had been a while now since they got anywhere with their plot against Dok2. By now the rumor of a second young boss from Illionaire had begun circulating. Other groups were questioning the legitimacy of the rumor but none had a reason to believe it was true when Dok2 had been known to be distant and cold to his own wife.

The thought of such a man having another woman was almost unimaginable to most.

Jay Park and AOMG were the only ones who persisted in following the rumors. After all, they had stumbled upon the potential second young boss long before.

“What are we doing here Jay?” They were out in the open making themselves easily visible. Since they were just at the foot of Illionaire’s territory it was safe to assume they were being watched.

The question was rhetorical of course. Jay was taunting Dok2, calling him out by crossing unannounced and standing his ground.

There were easier ways to call Dok2 out.

“I had Sik-k follow them around today.” Jay began telling Simon D all about their day up until the moment Sik-K saw Dok2 and you enter a restaurant on the north side- hence his appearance. “Any minute now... I’m sure they’ll tell him and he’ll come to us.”

“And then what?”

“They went out on a date, there are no visible guards, knowing him he won’t risk Y/N’s safety. He’ll leave her behind somewhere safe and come alone.” Jay smirked after exposing his thoughts to his second in command. “Except there is no safe place.”

\\\

“We have a problem,” The Quiett’s usually steady voice came across uneasy.

“I see...” Joonkyung looked up at you his jaw clenching as he heard what Kylie had done. He wanted nothing more than to deal with her once and for all but before he could curse her name he was given even more to worry about. 

The smile that had been plastered on your face all evening was steadily wearing off as you saw the change in Joonkyung’s mood. You could tell he was holding back. 

“What’s wrong,” you asked after he finally hung up. Your mind immediately went to Leo and Ji-hoon who had been left alone in the mansion. “Are Leo and Ji-hoon-”

“They’re fine,” he assured you the call he received wasn’t about them. “AOMG is in the area.”

“Here?”

“Nearby.” 

He began to move, his silence making it obvious he had no intention of including you. But you weren’t too keen on being left out. You took a hold of his hand and his attention. “Joonkyung... what are you going to do?”

He made it clear that he would be going alone and leaving you behind for safety reasons. There were plenty of ways for Jay Park to request a meeting with him, many procedures were in place to keep the peace between groups. The problem was when groups didn’t intend for peaceful discussion and reverted to provocation. "I’ll have them take you back home.”

Dok2 motioned to the entrance where a few of his guards stood. The one in front nodded confirming to him that they were ready to proceed. 

You were amazed by the speed and efficiency of their gestures. Through small inconspicuous signs, they were able to communicate leaving you out at a loss. The two of you walked hand-in-hand out of the dining hall and to the foyer where the guards greeted you.

Concerned for his safety you hesitated to let go of his hand and follow them. “Are you going to be alright by yourself?”

“I’m not really going alone. I’m the boss, there are plenty of hidden guards following me at all times.”

That would explain why you never saw guards around him the way Zene and Ash followed the boys. Feeling a little less worried you let go of his hand but stepped closer to quickly plant a kiss on his cheek. “I’ll be waiting for you.”

Joonkyung nodded, his lips slightly curving up in a suppressed smile. He didn’t want to show this side of himself to his subordinates but it was inevitable in this case. 

You watched him exit the restaurant through the front entrance where the valet had already brought his car out. You, on the other hand, were escorted out through the back and into the multi-level parking structure. The entire time you walked in silence with a guard at each side and another behind you in silence. The four of you entered the elevator going up to the fourth floor. The three guards stood in front of you this time, forming a wall between you and the elevator doors.

In the silence of the elevator, your mind wandered to Leo. Eager to know if he was okay you looked for your phone within your purse. Just as you were about to unlock the screen the elevator came to a stop so you pushed it back into your pocket deciding to call him once you were in the car.

A loud ding echoed through the silence when the elevator came to a stop at the correct floor. When the doors started sliding open the guards raised their guard at the sight of an armed individual. The guard directly in front of you reached back for the concealed gun he kept on his person. 

You did not see what happened next.

You closed your eyes at the sound of a gun going off.

Another two loud bangs caused your ears to ring. 

When you opened them, the security wall in front of you fell with three loud thuds. Your body seemed to shake for a moment as adrenaline coursed through your veins. Unconsciously your hands moved to your cheeks alerted by an unknown warmth.

You could only blink before growing conscious of the overwhelming presence before you. A man came into view smiling to reveal a diamond-encrusted grill over his teeth. 

Sik-k stepped over the dead bodies to extend his hand to you. He was efficient, all three shots hit their marks, killing the guards mercilessly. Yet, his hand politely asked for yours as if nothing had happened. 

“This way Lady Y/N.”

His command reminded you of the way your hands stilled on your cheeks. Retracting and observing them caused your heart to still. A warm, sticky, red liquid coated your fingertips. Looking down at the bodies at your feet you noticed the same shade of red splattered over your clothes and ends of your hair.

It was blood.

Their blood.

It only took a second glance to recall that this was the man that had attempted to kidnap your son. Enraged, you slapped his hand away.

“You!”

Minsik chuckled, amused by the fact that you weren’t scared or begging for your life. “Still have it in you to fight back I see...”

Your eyes left him to glance at the gun one of the guards had managed to draw but not use. 

“I can shoot you before you even pick that up.”

Not willing to find out whether it was true or not, you gave up on the idea and steeled your nerves to give as defiant a look you could. You needed to remain calm even if it was all a farce. 

It was obvious he had no intention of killing you. He could have done so already. The only other thing that came to mind was leverage- using you to get to Joonkyung.

“What do you want?”

Sik-k’s smirk was replaced by a genuine smile amused by your indignant tone. The closer he looked the easier it was to see why the boss had asked him to treat you with as little force as possible. He had seen his fair share of beautiful women so he wasn’t easily taken by you or anything like that. But he had to admit the defiance in your eyes was doing something to him.

It awoke an urge inside him to break it.

He knew Jay intended to placate him ever since he was demoted. The only reason they did not let him go was because he was an asset and a danger to them. Sik-k knew too much. Now that he was no longer content with his position in H1ghr he saw an opportunity in you. Betraying Jay and keeping the person he had grown interested in seemed fun. But possibly better still was the possibility of cashing in on that bounty he had gotten word of moments ago. 

At this point you were a blank check to him if he went to Dok2 with a proposition of his own.

What to do?

What DID he want to do?

“I haven’t decided yet.”

\\\

At the arcade, Ji-hoon and Leo took hold of the plastic guns that were wired up to the game in front of them. Leo took the red while Ji-hoon held the blue like a pro, making it obvious he had frequented the game.

“This one’s simple, just aim and fire.”

Leo nodded figuring that much out on his own but going along with Ji-hoon’s instruction.

Zene and Ash stood on either side of the game. Thanks to their youthful appearances it was possible for them to stick close to the young bosses. At arcades, it was natural for groups of friends to gather in this way. 

Seeing their stances, Zene couldn’t help but point out the flaws. “Young boss you have to straighten your back.”

Leo immediately did so, even allowing Zene to position his hands and shoulders correctly to the point where he looked ready to shoot a real gun.

With seconds left before the game started Ji-hoon groaned as Zene tried to correct him as well. “It’s just a game, it doesn’t matter how you stand.”

Start.

Right away Leo began shooting the targets that popped out on the screen, never missing one and never needing more than a couple shots. He aimed directly at the head not because the game specified but because he had seen enough movies to know what would be the sure-shot. When he missed he would try again.

“Wha-!” Ji-hoon’s eyes doubled in size as he heard a chorus of “perfect” coming from his brother’s side. The game’s semi-robotic voice would always announce the quality of the kill making him unable to concentrate on his own.

Halfway through he decided to give Zene’s pointers a try and began seeing instant results. By then it was too late. The game came to an end with Leo as the victor.

“That’s bull-” Ji-hoon was ready to protest until he turned to see Leo smiling. LEO... his I’m to cool and mature to express my emotions openly...his one and only younger brother was actually smiling like a little kid.

Even Ash and Zene were unable to stop staring.

“What’s next?” Leo eagerly awaited Ji-hoon’s response relying on him to show him which of the many flashy games was worth playing.

“Leo did you just-” Ji-hoon grinned. There was still a hint of that smile curving the ends of Leo’s lips and a gleam in his eyes that finally had him looking like any other teenager. He was sure if he pointed it out Leo would just revert back to his icy disposition so Ji-hoon chose to keep quiet. “You should try racing games.”

Ji-hoon led the way to his favorite of the type. He sat down motioning for Leo to sit in the machine next to his. “Have you ever driven stick before?”

Leo shook his head.

“Wait, have you driven at all?”

Legally neither was able to drive yet but Ji-hoon had already been taught by his father. It was something Joonkyung came to regret as Ji-hoon soon began to sneak off with one of his cars. 

“No.”

“Then let’s stick with automatic, you can forget about the clutch.” 

Everything Ji-hoon said went in one ear and out the other. Leo had absolutely no experience with cars since he’s used public transportation his entire life up until his father showed up. 

Catching the blank stare Ji-hoon realized Leo knew nothing at all. “Do you even know which is the gas and which is the brake?”

Leo looked down at the pedals at his feet before very mater of factly responding that he had no idea.

“Oh, man...” Ji-hoon’s chin rose as he was presented with the opportunity to act like the older brother that he was. He could never hope to surpass Leo on any school subjects or beat him in basketball. This was his chance to show him there were things he could teach him, that there was something he could rely on him for. “Let your older brother teach you.”

Across, the once occupied machines were now empty allowing Zene and Ash to join them. 

And after Leo’s quick lesson the four of them raced against each other.

They were all so into the game that Ji-hoon ignored the ringing of his cellphone. He was in high spirits, laughing at Leo’s misfortune every time he crashed into one thing or another.

But...

“What the-” Ji-hoon eyed Leo through the corner of his eye. It was impossible how quickly he had adapted from one round to another. After winning once Ji-hoon thought he would surely keep winning so why was he staring at the back of Leo’s car.

Leo couldn’t help but smirk as his screen flashed the first place title.

Ji-hoon didn’t have it in him to be upset when Leo was so obviously happy. It was strange how eager he was to see his younger brother laugh and smile. 

Their fun was interrupted when Ji-hoon’s phone went off. He quickly answered seeing the familiar name pop up. “Auntie!”

Luna would have relished the voice of her cute nephew greeting her enthusiastically if it weren’t for the situation. But for now she had to get to the point. “Ji-hoon you need to listen to me.” She could tell from the background noise that he was out. “Get home,  now! I’m on my way there to explain the situation.”

Ji-hoon immediately gave Zene and Ash the signal to leave. They sprung into action Ash walking ahead while Zene urged a confused Leo to follow. 

Leo didn’t say anything but worry settled in so clearly on his face that Ji-hoon immediately assured him everything would be okay after he hung up the phone. 

“I’m sure he won’t let anything happen to her.”

-end-

A/N: I’m BAAAACK!!!!!!! I had to stop it there for dramatic effect. I know some of you might not be satisfied with this short update so I’ll try to get that next part out soon to complete the feel and move the story forward.

(I was too excited to proofread so some mistakes may be included)

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You Mean It? (Dok2 x Reader)

P.S This was requested by an anon. Girl I went so overboard with that, since there are a lot of scandals like that, g dragon with Nana, Zico with Seolhyun, Zico breaking up with Seolhyun because of the public. Making them look like criminals because they are being normal. Anyways, Enjoy!

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JoonKyung was different than any man you’ve dated. First off, his lifestyle was like on the other side of the field, you honestly don’t understand how did you catch his eye. You were an english teacher in a private primary school, you were just a normal person. You still did not understand why he chose you? You were a nobody, while he was surrounded by models and idols, I mean he personally knows CL, what more could you say?

Joonkyung fell in love with how simple you were. You appreciated an expensive candle lit dinner, just as much as a drive thru at mcdonalds, you could dress up and go to the club with him, also you could sit at home and cook for him, you could rock a very dark make up, and you could also sit on the couch bare face, with a bun on your head and sweatpants. He liked that you were just a teacher, you liked kids and worked hard for the simple things.

Things were normal. You were carefull with sneaking around and meeting him, you knew that if people learned about you, they would freak out, you didn’t want any part of it, the spotlight scared you. So when you saw your name and face on the article, pictures of you on Joonkyung’s car, or walking out of mcdonalds holding hands you were mortified

“Dok2 dating a foreigner?

The famous rapper has been spotted with this lady a lot of times. They seem to hold hands and her riding passenger at his car.

Even thought we are not sure how long they’ve been dating, people guess is a year, give or take. If you look closely to his instagram, she is in plenty of group pictures, also she is on the quiett’s instagram page.

The couple seems very happy, sources say that the lady is a primary school english teacher. Which makes people wonder how did they meet and her motives for this relationship.

You can clearly see that she is not Korean or Asian in general. Sources say she is from America, but her parents immigrated there, although we don’t know the country.

What do you think of the knew couple?”

Your instagram started to blow out. People started following you and commenting on your pictures, you didn’t know if you should look, eventually curiosity took over you and you started to scroll through

‘She is so weird looking’

‘I think dok2 needs to learn the difference between curvy and fat’

'Korean women are too hard to get, that’s why he chose her’

’ Look at her make-up, she needs to take it off and put on some clothes’

'I bet he bought her this outfit’

'Gold-digger’

You threw your phone on the bed. Why were they so mad at you? You didn’t do anything but love someone.Was that a crime? You sat on your couch and turned on the tv, maybe that would distract you

'Now what do you guys think about this?’

'Dok2 is just messing around. I mean, look at this they are walking out of mcdonalds, I’m sure she ate everything there is in that bag. She clearly cannot cook since they are getting junk food, he will come to his senses’

You turned it off and threw away the remote, the sound of it crushing to the floor was heard all over the house. Your eyes started to water, making your vision blurry.

Why did they hate you? Why would they judge you like that? You never did anything to them, you never hurted anyone

Your phone distracted you. You walked back to your room to get it, Joonkyung was calling you

“Hello”

“Open the door”

He said and the line went dead. You took a deep breath and looked at yourself in the mirror, you rubbed your eyes so they want look watery. You slowly walked to the door opening it, Joonkyung immidiately wrapped his arms around you

“Are you ok?”

You didn’t answer. He let you go and took your face in his hands, examinating you

“Have you been crying?”

“No”

You almost did, but he came by. He closed the door of your apartment and dragged you to your couch

“I’m so sorry about this. I didn’t know about it, I’ll make sure they will take the articles down”

“It won’t make a difference. They will post others, they will still leave comments on my instagram, they will still think like that, nothing can be changed”

He didn’t like the way you talked. It was so cold and sad, you looked depressed, he took your hands in his, attempting to calm you down

“Baby I-”

“They were right though. I am not what you deserve, I’m just a stupid chubby teacher,I even let you pay my phone bill. How stupid and pathetic can that be?”

By the time you were done, your tears escaped your eyes and runned down your face. You bit your lower lip as sobs took over your body, closing your eyes tightly and hair falling to your face. He wrapped his arms around you, letting you cry it out

“Don’t talk like that. You didn’t let me pay for your phone bill, I did it behind your back, cause you spended all of your money to my birthday present, and after you learned about it you didn’t talk to me for a week. You are not chubby, you’ve been working out every day, you look better than ever, even if you were chubby I would still think you were perfect. Baby you are teaching at primary school, I barely got throught it and then dropped out. You came to this different country and managed to survive and leave a nice life, how is that stupid? and we all know you can cook, I mean dong-gab and zino cannot stop talking about your cooking. I love you for every little thing they are mad about”

He kissed your hair, rubbing your back which made you relax in his arms. By the time he was finished, you had stopped crying and just listened to what he had to say. You raised your head and wiped away the tears, smudging your mascara

“You mean it?”

“Of course I mean it. Give me a kiss”

You pecked his lips. He wrapped his arms around you, placing you on his lap, you wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck

“I love you. Don’t worry about these stupid jealous people, we got way bigger fish to fry”

You nodded and gave him another kiss on the lips. He smiled at you, feeling a bit better since he got you to stop crying

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He decided to spend the whole day with you. As you layed next to him, you checked your instagram, you got a notification that he had tagged you in a picture. It was a picture of you with your head on his lap, watching tv

“All we did was love eachother, that is definetely not a crime. So stop talking about us like we are criminals and get a life”

You smiled and put your phone away. You hugged him tightly, as you heard the beating of his heart

“Thank you”

“You’re welcome”

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The Others (14)

[ Mafia/Gang AU ]

“So it’s true...” Kylie smirked seeing you get out of Dok2′s car equally on edge as the day she was starring your pregnant form down. It had been many years but she knew it was you. 

“What are you doing here?” Dok2 made sure to approach Kylie and keep her from getting closer to you. His plan to confront Kylie after he had gathered some sort of leverage against her was of no use now.

It was nearly impossible for her to get past the gate but she was still Dok2′s wife. Even if she openly disgraced him with the birth of her daughter there were still many perks to being the official wife. She had connections with the other wives of other groups, some of which were close friends of hers. 

“I heard you had a guest.” Kylie’s heels allowed her to look over Dok2′s shoulder and meet eyes with you. “Hello Y/N.”

“Hello,” you greeted her showing composure and manner. You had no reason to be hostile towards her. Despite Joonkyung’s warnings, Kylie had shown you enough courtesy for you to do the same. The fact that you were once again in the wrong by associating with her husband also kept you from provoking her.

The gates opened a third time allowing Mr. Kwon to enter. Zene came out of the passenger's side to question why the driveway was so full. Usually, Mr. Kwon drove them up to the door allowing the young bosses to disembark before parking the vehicle in its proper spot. 

Leo did not wait, he got out when he saw you standing off to the side while Joonkyung and an unknown woman talked.

“Mom what-”

“You must be Leo.” Kylie interrupted making her way around Dok2 to get a closer look of you two.  Her fake smile dropped when she noted the stoic almost disinterested look on the teenager’s face. He was different from you who carried guilt. It would take more than words to put him in his place. 

Ji-hoon was just as shocked to see his mother had made it past the gates when his father had taken her status away. She was only his wife in name, she held no power after Jia was born. She shouldn’t be allowed into Illionaire or any of his father’s personal properties.

“What are you doing here mother?”

“I came to see you of course.”

Ji-hoon didn’t buy it for a second and neither did Dok2.

“After you didn’t visit me last week I started to worry.”

Now that she mentioned it Ji-hoon realized he had skipped his last visit to his mother’s house. It was just before finding out Leo was his brother. He even ignored her calls.

“I was busy...”

Kylie smirked, “I see... she got to you too.” Her eyes shot daggers at you as she unleashed her true character. “Ji-hoon don’t be a fool! This woman and her bastard are here to take what’s rightfully yours.”

“Kylie!” Dok2 warned her but she was beyond verbal warnings. Kylie was determined to establish herself and Ji-hoon above you and Leo.

“She seduced your father knowing he was a married man!”

Your eyes widened at the accusation. Although it wasn’t true you felt incredibly ashamed having your son present. Perhaps you didn’t seduce Joonkyung but you did secretly harbor feelings for him and a desire to keep him for yourself.

“I never-” You were cut off as Kylie slapped you. 

Leo made a move towards her but you held him back assuring him you were fine despite the reddening of your cheek.

Dok2, on the other hand, did not hold back. He pulled Kylie back, yanking her arm with no regard to the amount of strength he was using. “What do you think you are doing?!”

Kylie hissed but did not let up. “What I should have done long ago! I let her off last time thinking she would be smart enough to stay away but she hasn’t learned her place.” She tried to pull free from Dok2′s grip but he did not let go. “Even now you chose her over me. I am your wife!”

“Only on paper,” Joonkyung reminded her. 

“Because you didn’t even give me a chance! You never thought of me as a woman, only a means to expand your territory.”

Ji-hoon was stunned, speechless at the sight of his mother’s outcry. None of this was new information yet he felt pained by how emotionally she confronted his father. Not once had he seen her like this.

“You used me to get Ambition!” 

“I did,” Joonkyung callously admitted. “The same way you are using Ji-hoon to get Illionaire.” Had Ji-hoon never been aware of his origins this conversation would have caused him grief. However, he knew the truth. It was his policy to never hide things from his son. If he was to be the next leader he had to overcome pain and suffering. 

“So you do remember our deal? If you dare to undermine me and give that bastard of yours any-”

“Who are you to say what I can and can’t do?”

“Your wife! And as your wife, I can get rid of them both with a single command.”

“Are you that willing to lose your daughter?”

“Joonkyung-” you gasped hearing his threat. Certainly, a part of you was touched knowing he would do anything to protect your son but it didn’t sit well that he was, in turn, threatening an innocent child. 

“You-” Kylie held back at the threat of losing her daughter. She pulled herself free when his grip loosened calling the guards over. They had stood still at a distance unsure of what was going on and who it was that they should be looking out for.

Y/N was, by all means, the lady of the house in their eyes and by the boss’ command... but Kylie was his wife. She held rank over her.

Dok2 gave the command for them to escort Kylie off the property. 

“Let go of me!” Kylie made a scene as she refused to be handled by the guards. Instead, she walked on her own getting into her vehicle and proceeding to drive off in a huff of rage.

Joonkyung called over the head of the property’s security unsatisfied with the events of today. “Why was she allowed entrance?”

“She’s the boss’ wife so-”

“She is never allowed back here again.”

“Yes Boss.”

“I will discuss this further at a later time.” Right now Joonkyung was worried about you and Ji-hoon who was being consoled by you.

Ji-hoon was at a loss, not sure how he should feel. Even if she did come here looking for trouble- she was his mom. He gave an apologetic look to you and Leo.

“Sorry about that-”

“There’s no need to apologize,” you assured. “You have done nothing but show me kindness and respect despite my position. You helped my Leo before you even knew who he was and I’ll always be thankful for that.”

You understood his conflictions. 

You had many of your own.

In the time you had been living under the same roof you had talked with Ji-hoon a handful of times. Neither of you brought up his mother or changed the way you spoke to each other. Although you had been wanting to talk about this new arrangement with him it seemed better to leave it be.

Leo sighed releasing the pent up aggression from earlier.  “Ji-hoon let’s go,” Leo knew the only way he would be able to let this go was if he did something about the way they were both feeling.

Shocked Ji-hoon gave you a quick nod before following his younger brother. “Where are we going?”

It made it all the easier for Joonkyung to give his attention to you. His hand going to your cheek where moments ago Kylie had stricken you. 

“Are you okay?”

“As okay as I can be when I was just reminded of my place.” His treatment the last few days and his confession had moved you to the point where you were considering the same. “I love you too Joonkyung...”

Dok2 was speechless as he took in the sight of your trembling lips. There was something else you had to say and he had a feeling he wouldn’t like it.

“But I-” You went silent the moment his lips touched yours. 

“Don’t say anything else.”

“But it’s important.” You wanted to get this suffocating feeling off your chest. “I need to tell you the truth.”

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Leo took Ji-hoon out back to the basketball court. Zene and Ash followed behind them with the latter going to retrieve a basketball from the storage shed for them.

“What are we doing here?” Ji-hoon wasn’t in the mood for a game. He was far too depressed by the events of the evening.

Leo received the ball from Ash and passed it to Ji-hoon.

“Why do you suddenly want to play? Shouldn’t you be checking on your mom.”

“She’ll be fine.” 

Ji-hoon sighed.

“I need to calm down,” Leo admitted. Even if he kept his composure there were a lot of things Leo wanted to say or do that he knew weren’t acceptable. “Your mother hit my mom. And if it weren’t for me none of this would have ever happened.”

“Leo I don’t think you are the-”

“I am.” Leo stole the ball from Ji-hoon’s hands and began dribbling it. “My mother told me she left when she found out she was pregnant with me.”

He ran off towards the basket and Ji-hoon followed watching as he took a shot from the free-throw line.

“That’s when it started.”

“What?”

“My mother’s suffering.” Leo knew all along that he was the root of your suffering. From the moment he was conceived there had been nothing but trouble for you. “She could have let me die but she fought to keep me alive. A few weeks before I was born she began coughing up blood. The doctors never knew what happened but there were toxins present in my mother’s blood that forced a miscarriage.”

Ji-hoon’s eyes widened.

“Thankfully I was well enough to be delivered that same day.”

Speechless the teenager contemplated what he could say when such heavy information was given to him. He would have never guessed Leo had such a harsh start in life. 

Leo retrieved the ball as it bounced out of the court. He came back to Ji-hoon offering the ball for him to shoot but stopped when he saw tears begin to roll down his cheeks. 

“Sh*t,” Ji-hoon cursed. “Guess both our lives are f*cked up.”

Leo shrugged, in general, if others knew his life story he guessed it would seem f*cked up, as Ji-hoon stated. But to him, life wasn’t so bad. He had you, a mother who loved and cared for him.

“Could be worse.”

Ji-hoon laughed wiping away the stray tears. “Why am I the only one like this?” That was one thing he admired about Leo, no matter the situation he was always cool. “Why is my little brother cooler than me?”

“Because sadly my older brother is a crybaby.”

Ji-hoon smiled, “Did you just call me your-”

“No.”

“Say it again.”

“No.”

“Pleaseeeeeee~”

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“Moon Jia smile for Daddy.”

Jia only starred up at the man holding her bottle. His expectant stare having no effect on her.

“Boss-” one of his subordinates tried to cut in but was flat out ignored leaving him to carry the envelope that had just been delivered.

Seeing his boss being so engrossed in his paternal duties, Nochang took over. “I’ll take care of it,” he held his hand out asking the documents be given to him.

Giriboy walked into Swings' office only to see him cooing and rocking his infant daughter while Nochang sat on his desk. “I see the boss is busy again.”

Nochang nodded, “That woman suddenly came to leave her child here again.” No one at JM (Just Music) was particularly fond of Kylie. She was married to a rival boss yet came to their organization and gave orders as if she were their boss’ wife. 

“Don’t let him hear you.”

“He’s too engrossed in the child.”

Giriboy could see that. “I still think we should get the DNA test.”

“The boss has five children, what’s one more?” Nochang didn’t care for his boss’s personal life. He was free to do as he wished. He only cared about the organization’s work. If he neglected his duties further then he would intervene. “Besides this one can’t be bought off like the other five women.”

Giriboy knew of the payouts the group had given to the previous five women who approached their boss. Each one had wished to become the lady of the group, to marry Swings to gain his wealth and power. 

All of those women were average citizens. Kylie was the only one who came from their society. She was a dangerous woman who had managed to keep any other women from approaching him for the past fifteen years. She had successfully monopolized him now that she bore his daughter. 

“What will we do if she gets out of hand?”

“I hope you two aren’t talking about me,” Kylie appeared as if out of nowhere but neither of Swings’ associates was startled.

They had made their thoughts heard before.

“Speak of the devil and she shall appear,” Nochang nonchalantly responded as he continued to go over Swings’ paperwork. 

Giriboy snickered pulling up a seat across Nochang to help him out. 

“That’s enough you two,” Swings respected the opinions of his two high ranking associates. He knew they only had his best interests in mind but he was in love. Despite their warnings, he continued his relationship with the married woman, Lee Kylie.

“Honey,” Kylie cooed wrapping her arms around him from behind. Her head laid against his back as she smirked at the two men who consistently bad-mouthed her. She had Swings wrapped around her finger and they all knew it. “I had a horrible day...”

“What happened?”

“Dok2 is living with the other woman and that bastard son of theirs.”

“So our boss isn’t the only one sowing his wild oats,” Giriboy joked. It was hard to imagine someone as cold and proper as Dok2 having a mistress.

“I heard about him having another son a while back.” Nochang had overheard some chatter from H1ghr when he happened to cross them at a club. He had dismissed it since they were drunkenly rambling.

Swings knew the rules well. Right now Kylie held the power to dispose of them but at the risk of his own daughter becoming Dok2′s target. He held Jia a little tighter, she was his precious angel. After five sons, a daughter was welcomed with open arms. 

“What did you do?”

“Nothing yet,” Kylie sighed. “But I can’t just stand back and watch her take everything for herself. I tried to warn her but she didn’t listen.” 

“Lady Kylie I’m afraid the powder will not dissolve quick enough to-”

“I don’t care!” Kylie pushed the uniform into her subordinate’s hands. It had taken some time to find you but now that she did she planned to make sure this was the last time she ever saw you.

“But the effectiveness is lowered if it does not steep long enough.”

“I will stall her as much as I can, you just make sure to do your part and put the powder in her drink.” Kylie was eager to see her husband’s mistress up close.

“Yes.”

“If you fail I will personally kill you.”

“Yes, lady Kylie.”

“She was farther along than I imagined...” Kylie muttered to herself causing the others to question her but she brushed it off. “It’s just my luck that she also had a son.”

\\\

The next day you awoke startled when you found yourself naked in Joonkyung’s bed while he was fully clothed. You quickly remembered everything that led you to this moment causing your face to flush.

Last night you confessed your love and jealousy. You told Joonkyung how you really felt the day you found out he was going to be a father. How you envied Kylie for being able to give him something you thought you wouldn’t. Only to later find out you too were pregnant. 

He was upset that you decided for yourself that he would prefer his wife over you. He put to rest your jealousy by admitting that he had loved you since then although he didn’t realize it until you had left.

After so many years you were once again in his arms. It felt familiar being with him despite the years apart. However, you worried about what this meant for the future.

“Good morning,” Dok2 greeted you as your movements caused him to wake up. 

“Good morning,” you sheepishly pulled the covers up to your eyes wondering how you would get out of bed with his unforgiving gaze fixated on you. There was still so much to discuss. “Are you still upset?”

Joonkyung sighed, “Not anymore.” How could he still be upset when he had managed to finally obtain that which had slipped through his fingers? “But if you ever doubt me again I’ll have to lock you up until you realize the truth.”

He had laid awake most of the night, watching you sleep wondering why he couldn’t see this before. If he had paid closer attention back then things would have played out differently.

“From now on you will be the only Lady of Illionaire.”

“What about Kylie?”

“I will get rid of her.”

“How?”

“Let me worry about that.”

-end-

A/N: Leave your reactions in the inbox ^^ I love them all! Next the confrontation of AOMG and Illionaire.

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The Others (16)

[ Mafia/Gang AU ]  [ Index ]

Note: Consider reading The Quiett’s side story before this chapter ^^ it’s not necessary but it is in this universe and would fit between ch. 15 & 16.

Ji-hoon stepped out into the hallway as soon as he heard Leo’s footsteps. He was surprisingly light on his feet for someone his size. Even his steps are silent, Ji-hoon thought to himself. It took a lot out of him to be just as silent as him but he did his best in order to see where he was going so suddenly.

Lately, it seemed Leo had less of a chance to talk and spend time with you alone. If Joonkyung wasn’t around then it was Ji-hoon who was constantly tagging along, nearly clinging to him.

“Mom,” Leo called out after finally finding you.

You had just been kicked out of your own bedroom by the maids who caught you trying to reorganize your own clothes. They were upset to see you were unhappy with their work and asked for you to point out the flaws. After which they took over and had you step out.

“My baby Leo,” you sighed immediately opening your arms to hold him. It was as if he sensed your turmoil and came to your aid. “I can always rely on you to comfort me.”

His brow furrowed in question to which you responded by letting him know your grievances.

“I’m starting to get restless from not having anything to do.”

“Do you want to set for me?”

You smiled at the thought of doing something familiar. It had been a while since you were last asked to set for your son so you immediately jumped at the chance.

The two of you went out to the backyard not realizing Ji-hoon was right behind you silently watching the way you two interact. He watched you joyously set ball after ball for Leo, taking into account his every word.

After throwing the ball exactly as Leo asked you clapped your hands seeing he made the seemingly impossible shot. “Leo is the best!”  It was especially fun to see how red his face got when you praised him. “My son is the best!”

“Mom-”

“You know I was starting to think you were having so much fun with Ji-hoon that you would never ask me to do this again.”

Leo lost his hold of the ball at his mother’s sudden interruption.

“At first I was worried you might hate me after finding out that everything is my fault. Even if you don’t say anything I know you very well Leo.”

He realized even his mother had worries she hid behind her smile. Similarly, he hid his emotions behind a blank mask of indifference.

“I could never hate you,” Leo very calmly responded.

“I know,” you smiled brightly.

“Did you ever hate me?” Leo bit his lip not knowing how the words managed to slip past his lips. It was something he always thought about despite never feeling unwanted. The circumstances of his birth were always so obscure so he paid it no mind before but now that he had all the facts... it was hard not to wonder.

This seemed like a very private conversation. Ji-hoon had planned to join them, he never imagined he would stumble upon this kind of conversation. The air was thick and heavy, his own chest felt some sort of tightness.

Using his exact words you assured him, “I could never hate you.” Leo acted stoic, indifferent, and nonchalant on the outside but inside you knew he had deeply hidden his emotions for your sake. “I love you too much.”

Leo’s lips curled up relieved to hear it once more, “I love you too.”

Ji-hoon shakily sighed as tears blurred his vision. When was the last time his mother said she loved him? He pushed the tears away and went back to his usual self when he heard Leo mention their upcoming basketball game.

“What are you two doing. brother’s mom?”

You turned toward Ji-hoon’s distinguishable voice and beckoned him over when he seemed to keep his distance- most likely due to the fact your son was scowling at him. You had come to like the way he addressed you it was far more familiar than ‘Mrs. Lee’ or ‘Leo’s mom’. “Ji-hoon want to join us? I’m not very good at shooting but I can dribble and pass pretty good.”

Just to prove it you stole the ball from Leo and dribbled past him to the free-throw line only to promptly pivot and turn around to pass it back to your silent son.

Leo tossed it Ji-hoon, a silent approval allowing him to join.

Ji-hoon smiled brightly accepting the invitation and running up to you.

“You stole it from little bro but can you take the ball from me?”

He stopped short of you to show off his fancy footwork, his hands expertly dribbling the ball from one hand to the other, in between his legs, and behind his back.

You gasped in awe, “Ji-hoon is so talented.” Your genuine praise was enough to break Ji-hoon’s concentration giving you an opening to swipe the ball. In an instant, you dodged the towering teen and dribbled past him to pass the ball to an eager Leo.

Ji-hoon hadn’t seen him but his brother was already on standby near the basket. “What- no fair, this is two on one!”

You gave a small giggle enjoying the fact that you were able to finally interact with Ji-hoon outside of the drama and investigations. Referring to Zene and Ash you commented, “Too bad those two are already resting, or we could ask one of them to join us.”

Their shifts usually came to an end in the evening once they were safe at home and the boss, Dok2, was home. Then they would retire to sleep only to resume their positions at midnight.

“Then let’s take turns and share brother’s mother,” Ji-hoon boldly suggested. To his surprise, Leo simply nodded in agreement.

It wasn’t until the night chill set in that Leo was aware of how long they had been outside. He saw you shiver slightly with only a thin sweater to shield you from the wind. He smoothly slid his jacket over your shoulders not minding the cold.

“It’s getting late, we should go inside.”

You nodded in agreement. “Good idea,” you all but ran back into the warmth of the building leaving them behind. Truthfully you had been wondering until when were these two giants would deplete their energies and retire. It seemed like they would stay out all night. Thankfully your observant son noted your condition.

Ji-hoon laughed, “your mom’s pretty fast.”

Leo had no response to that.

He was simply eyeing this Ji-hoon who seemed to hide a lot for being such an open honest person. The image of Ji-hoon silently crying while poorly concealing himself was ingrained in his brain.

“Next time you want to join, just ask.”

Ji-hoon watched his brother’s retreating form with wide eyes. “You knew I was there the whole time!” How embarrassing...  “Just so you know I wasn’t eavesdropping or anything I just-” He used ‘anything’ to cover for his crying.

“Whatever big brother says,” Leo smirked.

In this situation, Ji-hoon wasn’t able to enjoy or focus on the fact that Leo had once again called him big brother. He walked with his head hung low wondering why Leo decided to speak up.

Was it to embarrass him?

Or was he genuinely concerned and giving him a chance to talk about it?

Ji-hoon knew Leo wasn’t completely devoid of emotion from what he heard earlier so he went with the second option. “I just- I realize why you have such a hard time accepting my-our, father.”

Leo had a loving mother all his life. The amount of care, love, and devotion from her was more than he had ever gotten from his parents combined. Sure, they cared for him but it was shown differently. His mother watched and educated him 24/7 when he was young; before he could even enter school. He was smart thanks to her who wanted to prepare him for his role as future heir and leader of Illionaire Ambition.

His father had put various people in charge of his safety. He brought him along to experience and familiarize himself with the business. Any question and monetary indulgence were fulfilled by him. Ji-hoon could ask for anything and it would be there. Until he started living with his father a part of him disliked the cold man that constantly ignored him unless his life was in danger.

Now he felt being by his side had softened the man. He got to see his father’s expressions the same way he saw Leo’s. He understood they were much more cautious than he who openly expressed his emotions with a few exceptions.

“You two are really alike, it’s kind of annoying.”

Leo didn’t know how to respond. To him, Ji-hoon was a more outgoing version of Joonkyung. They seemed to think and act alike. After all, what kid would suddenly accept and befriend the son of their father’s extramarital affair?

“You’re the one that likes cars, women, and jewelry.” Unlike him, Ji-hoon constantly wore chains and watches similar to their fathers. He even expressed interest in wanting to pierce his ears.

Ji-hoon relished in the thought that his interests overlapped with his father. “True...”

You were oblivious to their conversation when they caught up to you inside. That’s when Leo decided to inform you of his upcoming game.

“We’re playing next week.”

“Next week?” You looked forward to seeing the game. Although part of you was remorseful that you wouldn’t be able to engage in your pre-game ritual. There was no way you would take your son to that place now.

Joonkyung eagerly searched for you when he finished bathing and saw you had yet to come to his room.  He got downstairs just in time to witness the remorseful expression of his beloved.

“What’s wrong,” he wondered if his sons had done anything to upset her.

“Brother’s mom used to take Leo to the spa for a massage before every game but now because of AOMG she’s lamenting not being able to take him.”

“It’s just- a very experienced person worked there.” She was referring to the woman that regularly massaged Ji-hoon, the one with expertise in the field of sports medicine and physical therapy.  

Joonkyung nodded in understanding. “You can go, Hoody no longer works there. She disappeared shortly after your resignation.”

You were truly angered by the two-faced woman who tried to get near you with ulterior motives. But as long as she was gone then it would be great if she could see her old co-workers. She lamented leaving so suddenly without saying goodbye.

“Then shall we go this weekend?” You looked to both Leo and Ji-hoon.

“Me too?” Ji-hoon’s eyes brightened up at the invitation, immediately accepting.

“Then we’ll all go,” Joonkyung stated very matter-of-factly causing you to give him a bewildered look. “It’s still too dangerous for you two to be alone.”

“You too?” Ji-hoon asked incredulously. If he and Leo were going then Zene and Ash would be there to protect them. If he felt more guards were needed then he could assign some.

He didn’t need to go himself.

Joonkyung wanted to go.

\\\

After a long week of school, the weekend had arrived. Leo found comfort in the familiarity of the spa despite the discomfort he felt in being there with his new father and brother. 

“Manager Y/N!” The young lady at the front desk exclaimed upon seeing you. It brought all those within earshot to their feet. They began greeting you in earnest despite you not working there anymore.

“Hello everyone, don’t mind me I’m just a customer today.”

“How can you say that! We were all so worried about you.”

“Sorry,” you laughed it off not knowing what you could do. You knew you worried them, they had been your staff for many years and to suddenly leave like that must have worried and/or hurt them. 

The attention shifted to Leo who seemed to have grown since they last saw him.

“It feels like ages since we last saw you.”

“Did you get taller?’

“Handsomer,” another suggested.

It was a chorus of chatter that left the usually outgoing Ji-hoon in silence. The constant glances his way didn’t help. He felt these people desperately wanted to ask him something.

It was inevitable. 

Everyone was wondering who the other handsome men in your life were. However, no one dared to ask... directly.

“We’re so happy to see you are so well escorted today.” The young woman winked at you. 

You blushed slightly knowing this would happen. Even if you steeled your resolve during the ride over, you still felt unsure of how you should present your relationship with Joonkyung.

You avoided Joonkyung all together and instead brought Ji-hoon and Leo to their attention. “These two have a game coming up.”

“Ah-” the woman hummed in understanding knowing well what Leo’s usual treatment consisted of. “Say no more Boss, I’ll let Saeyeon know.” She got up asking the two boys to follow her.

While they were gone you took the opportunity to question Joonkyung. You pulled him over to the waiting area. “Is it okay for you to be here with me?”

“Why wouldn’t it be?” Up until now, Joonkyung had remained silent not knowing that his looks aside, the people around them were starting to note the similarities between Joonkyung and Leo.

“I’m not sure-” You shook your head. It was one thing to reconnect and rekindle your relationship with Joonkyung behind closed doors. It was another to publicize it. While you were no one special, he had a reputation to uphold, an image and set of rules to guide his behavior. 

Joonkyung didn’t need you to voice these concerns. He had already known what was on your mind since the day you nonchalantly accepted to be the Lady of Illionaire. He suspected you yourself didn’t grasp the meaning behind these words.

“Is it so hard to say you are my wife?”

“Wha-”

Joonkyung silenced you with a quick kiss before smirking.

In a hushed whisper, “When did I become your wife?”

“What did you think I meant when I declared you the Lady of Illionaire? Why do you think I am working so hard to divorce Kylie?” Joonkyung sweetly pecked your cheek to settle your shock and bring you to terms with what he was saying. “Obviously I will marry you after.”

Your heart nearly seized at the declaration as if it were set in stone. He wasn’t even divorced yet he was saying these things. 

“Although we are practically married now with you living and sleeping with me-”

“Because you keep insisting!” 

After sleeping with Joonkyung once he seemed to instantly take to being a couple again. He didn’t force you to move into his room or anything but he would go to your room if you didn’t go to his. Once you fell asleep in your own bed only to wake up beside him the next morning. 

So you willingly went afraid your son would one day knock on your door only to find you two together. He was a teenage boy but still, you worried about how to deal with this type of thing. You were mindful of him and Ji-hoon, making sure not to act lovingly with Joonkyung when they were around.

The usually composed man chuckled, “Yet you don’t resist once inside.”

You took a step back from him to regain composure. He was being to blatant about things that required delicacy.

The move only served to awake Joonkyung’s need to be closer. He secured his arm around your waist pulling you against him. He sat down on a cushioned seat bringing you to sit on top of his lap.

“I can sit on my own,” you tried to protest but he held you firmly. You hid your reddening face hastily behind your hands. Unable to comprehend Joonkyung’s sudden good mood left you vulnerable.

Joonkyung kissed the hand that kept your cheek from him. “You’ve done enough on your own...” his voice came off as remorseful yet sweet as he tried to portray his sincere devotion. “I want you to seriously rely on me, to depend on me.”

The entire time Joonkyung was on high alert, making sure nothing went wrong. With everyone doing their jobs behind the scene he was hopeful that soon he would be able to guarantee your safety instead of confining you in the mansion.

\\\

“You’re ditching us!” Ji-hoon indignantly exclaimed as he got off his father’s car. Instead of parking the car his father drove up to the front door and asked them to get off and you to stay.

It was pretty obvious what his father wanted to do.

“Should I follow you on your dates in the future then?”

Ji-hoon hummed, “Good point.”

Leo was especially unwilling to get off but did nonetheless. He was eyeing his father wondering what his intent was. It wasn’t like they didn’t already spend every day together. If anything Leo felt it was he who spent the least amount of time with his mother now that this man showed up. The more he thought the less he wished to know.

A blush painted your cheeks when you realized what was going on. “I’m not even dressed for a date.”

Joonkyung disagreed thinking the clothes didn’t make a difference. As long as it was you, the clothes would pale in comparison to your beauty. You could wear anything and it wouldn’t matter because his eyes would be on you regardless.

“What you are wearing is fine.”

You looked down at your outfit. Although plain, the jeans and black turtle neck were complimented by your warm coat. 

After years of being single, you didn’t know what date wear would look like now. You got used to dressing for comfort as a working single mother but you did try to some extent.

Leo hesitated but said no more and turned to go inside. 

“Wait for me...” Ji-hoon followed him allowing you two to drive off.

Zene and Ash quickly sprung to action, rolling out of their seats to go greet them. 

“Hey young bosses, back so soon?”

“Where’s the boss?”

“We were ditched,” Ji-hoon informed them. “He took brother’s mom on a date.”

“Oh,” the two guards winked at each other not realizing Leo was glaring daggers at them. “Don’t worry young bosses, we’ll keep you company.”

“Why don’t we go out,” Ash suggested. “We can ask Mr. Kwon to drive us to the arcade or something. We can’t get too wild since you two are still kids.”

“Who’s a kid?” Ji-hoon was offended by the term. He was at least a teenager and wouldn’t let others look down on him just because he wasn’t of age yet. “Who would want to go to an arcade?”

Zene noticed the interest in Leo’s eyes. After spending so long by his side he too had started noticing Leo’s silent language. The subtle changes in his eyes and face that meant something. “Looks like the young lion boss is interested.”

“Huh?” Ji-hoon quickly turned to his younger brother. “You want to go?”

Leo didn’t confirm or deny, he looked away knowing he was at least interested. “I’ve never gone...”

“Then let’s go,” Jihoon beamed. Finally, the chance had presented itself for him to show off.

\\\

It was late at night, Donggab had finally made it home when his phone rang alarming his doting fiance. Luna sauntered out happy to see him only to stand by quietly as he answered the call with a noticeably dark expression.

“What is it?”

The Quiett answered after seeing it was a hitman from Ambition. He was originally one of Kylie’s men, one that Changmo and the other truly loyal Ambition guys alerted them to. He was monetarily persuaded to be on Kylie’s side all these years. Now they flipped him to their side by doubling the amount he regularly received from Kylie.

Had it been anyone else he would have ignored the call.

“The ex-lady put a hit out on Lady Y/N for 5 million.”

The Quiett’s jaw tensed alarming Luna. She was prepared to jump into action if necessary. Without a second thought, she made for the stairs to get dressed but was stopped by his hold on her wrist.

“Alright, thanks for the information...” He had to tell Dok2 about this. “Try to gain exclusive rights to the job. Appeal to her and make it believable.”

“What if she doesn’t agree?”

“We’ll worry about that afterward.”

Once Donggab hung up he told Luna. “She put out a hit on her.”

There was no need for names, Luna understood the situation completely. She also knew this wasn’t something she could help with. She could only curse Kylie, “that stup*d f*cking b*tch.”

He was only thankful this came out before you stepped out on your own. Donggab was aware you were due to go out for Leo’s game. Secret guards had been picked out especially for that day.

Now he knew Dok2 wouldn’t be willing to risk your life by letting you out of the mansion.

“You have to tell the boss.”

He was in agreement but before he could make the call he got another. This time it was his assistant.

“What is it?”

“Sir, AOMG is present at the north side of our territory. It seems to be Jay Park himself and his second-in-command. Additionally, there is word that one of their vehicles was spotted earlier today around Lady Y/N’s old neighborhood.”

When it rains it pours, Donggab thought to himself.

“Thank you for the information. Enhance security and send additional guards to the boss’s home. I also need people on the streets finding that stray vehicle. They must approach cautiously- it could be Sik-k.”

“Why the boss’s home?” Luna quickly demanded answers. “Are they going to be okay?”

“I’m going to inform Dok2 looks like everyone has their eye on us today.”

“Shouldn’t we check on the young bosses?”

“They have Ash and Zene.”

“Still...” Luna couldn’t leave it be. “I’m going to call him.”

-end-

Y/N: Yeah so next chapter is going to be lit.

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The Others

Dok2

Genre: Mafia/Gang Au + Angst + Suggestive/Mature Content Status: Ongoing  Moodboard

When someone dangerous marries someone equally as dangerous there is no room for error. Being the other woman and mother to the other son makes you exactly that.

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 / Part 15 / Part 16

Part 17 / Part 18 / Part 19 / Part 20

*updates Mondays or Fridays*

The Quiett Side Story: The Moon And Stars

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The Others (15)

[ Mafia/Gang AU ]  [ Index ]

Warning: Suggestive/Mature content

In order to give you and his son an official title Joonkyung went to work. He had to find Jia’s real father, assert his dominance over Ambition, and most importantly... divorce Kylie.

Joonkyung presented the divorce forms to you as a result of his work the past few weeks. Everything was in place. He worked his lawyers day and night to look for any and all loopholes. If he was going to do this he had to make sure everything was covered. 

He would keep all of Illionaire and Ambition. He would share custody of Ji-hoon until he was of age to make his own decisions. If money was all that Kylie wanted then Joonkyung would willingly compensate her, he would give half his fortune as long as he was free of her. Besides, he could always make more money. His businesses were in place and would continue to make revenue while she piddled away at the finite amount. 

By then she would be another man’s problem.

“I thought you said divorce was impossible.”

It was strange, Leo knew nothing of other families except for what he had seen on television but he knew this wasn’t normal. Their lives revolved around these meeting-like gatherings in Joonkyung’s office.

It was obvious Ji-hoon was used to it by how he often tuned in and out at appropriate times. 

“Our marriage was based on a contract between my father and hers. I handed over the contract to the lawyers who specialize in the laws of our organizations. They know the rules pertaining to the others.”

The others meaning, the other son and mother.

You looked over at Leo who simply looked back showing no sign of discomfort. 

After several weeks of this, he found himself quickly adapting. All he had to do was sit idly and listen to the information. Like this, he quickly found out what kind of man his father was. He found out what he did, how he did it, and why his life was so complicated after finding out he was his son. 

Despite knowing his father’s circumstances, a part of Leo refused to accept him. He felt that if he truly loved his mother he could have looked for her despite her leaving him. He obviously had the means to look for people.

His thoughts were broken by Ji-hoon’s abrupt stance. 

Ji-hoon sat up stomping his feet on the ground to lean forward. Everything seemed in place to the adults but there was one problem Ji-hoon wished to address.

“She can’t force me to go with her right?”

Both you and Joonkyung put your qualms on hold to address the teen’s concerns. 

“Shared custody means she has equal rights of interaction with you. The lawyers took into account the fact that you have been living with me for the past five months and that you are enrolled in a school nearby. If anything your mother can claim her rights every weekend. You won’t have to live with her but-”

“I have to see her every weekend? What if I don’t want to? Is she just going to show up like last time?”

Clearly, Ji-hoon had many concerns that you felt were best handled by Joonkyung. You gave him a look asking him to assure Ji-hoon that everything would be alright but Joonkyung had his own way of handling his son.

“I can’t stop her from claiming her parental rights until you are eighteen.”

“Joonkyung, I’m sure you can do something if he doesn’t want to go with her.”

Ji-hoon had been dejected until you stepped in to help him. His eyes grew wide with the hope that perhaps he could set the limit on his interactions with his mother. As it was now, seeing her every other weekend was enough of a challenge. She continuously asked about his father’s business and interactions, pestered him to continue studying things he had no interest in, and polishing his image.

Joonkyung silently contemplated. 

He hadn’t foughten for full custody of Ji-hoon knowing very well that Kylie was solely interested in their son inheriting everything. He figured this would be the only way she would sign the papers. If he dared to fight for full custody it was probable this would amount to nothing. 

“There’s not much we can do.”

Ji-hoon looked over at you with pleading eyes knowing there was a much better chance of you convincing his father.

You held his hand assuring him you would do your best to help.

“But there is something right?” You were quick to catch onto the meaning behind his words.

Joonkyung relented and regathered the papers that would have to be redrafted. “I’ll see what I can do.”

\\\

After weeks of drama with their parents and each other Leo and Ji-hoon were happily getting back to their usual routine- despite the legal talk. They would go to school where they could be themselves- to a certain extent. 

Leo still forbade Ji-hoon from calling him little brother while Jihoon practically begged to hear him call him big brother once more.

“Don’t we have a game soon?” Ji-hoon asked Cjamm as he settled down into his seat and put his feet up onto his desk. After being benched the last game due to having missed so much school and practice, he was feeling a build-up of energy and possibly aggression. 

Cjamm nodded, “Should be this week but coach says it might be canceled.”

“Why?”

“The team we’re going up against has some major issues. A few of their stars were injured after going up against this really tough team. Their team was small to begin with so there aren’t many people to stand-in.”

“I really want to play~” Ji-hoon groaned.

“Don’t worry, we might play that tough team instead.”

“Anyone is fine just let me play-” Ji-hoon yawned not even a few minutes after arriving into his classroom. He pulled the hood of his jacket down over his eyes and began drifting not without mumbling first. “Leo’s mom really wants to see...”

Nauen immediately perked up hearing Leo’s name.

“I want to see Leo’s mom,” Cjamm sighed.

Ji-hoon immediately sat up, “Don’t even think about it.” Now he understood Leo’s previous actions. Leo’s mom wasn’t just Leo’s mom anymore. She was also his father’s girlfriend- Illionaire’s Lady. 

“Not you too... she’s not your mom.”

“Still, she and my dad-”

That’s all Naeun was able to hear before the bell rang signaling the beginning of class.

\\\

After following Kylie around Beenzino was able to report the places she frequented to Dok2. Out of all the places, there were a few hits for known money launderers and they all pointed to one group.

“So it’s JM?” The Quiett speculated who out of the group was the one crazy enough to associate with Kylie. They had a few high-ranking officers that would attract Kylie but only a couple of names came to mind. “Could it be Vasco?”

“He’s married and has his own kids.”

“That’s clearly not a problem,” Hyoeun chimed in.

“Then what about Swings, he has a long history.”

Beenzino nodded bringing said list to their attention. “There are five kids, all boys from different mothers, the youngest is seventeen. I looked into them but none were ever married to him. They all got compensated but none hold power of JM.”

“Did he suddenly mature and grow a conscience?” Changmo asked.

Beenz shook his head, “According to my information, it seems he has maintained a stable relationship since then with a married woman. Is this married woman Kylie, you ask?” Beenz tried to add some dramatic pauses before slamming down the damning evidence. “It is!”

There it was a picture of Swings and Moon Jia.

“Swings, legal name Moon Ji-hoon.”

No one had been able to dig up much of his personal life. Swings wasn’t like them who inherited their groups or were born int the organizations they serve. He built it up from nothing, he was an orphan with no record... or so everyone thought.

Joonkyung held back his anger. Seeing his wife’s lover wasn’t the problem, what bothered him was the fact that she dared to name their son after him. It was a slap to his face and his ego.

“Donggab arrange a meeting with the lawyers.”

“Yes,” The Quiett immediately stepped out of Dok2′s office relieved he was dismissed after such a revelation.

The rest awaited their chance to escape never meeting Dok2′s eyes.

“You three,” Dok2 pointed to the top three Ambition guys. Hash Swan, Changmo, and Hyoeun. They had been newly recruited when Ambition first came into his possession so they were incredibly loyal to Dok2 despite deriving from Ambition. “Find out who knew about this and who within is still loyal to Kylie.”

“Yes Boss,” the three responded and escaped in unison. 

Only Beenz remained. He was now able to take a seat in one of the empty chairs. “What now Boss?”

“I need 100% assurance that it’s his.”

Beenz was slightly startled by the dark tone. Jia suddenly became an object rather than a person as Dok2 continued to talk about them.

“I can’t just get a sample from JM’s leader.”

“Do the same thing you did with Leo and Ji-” Dok2 inhaled sharply unable to say his own son's name. “Get one of his sons to cooperate. A willing testimony from one of the older ones should assist our case. Compensate if you have to.”

“Yes, Boss.”

Once his office was emptied Dok2 slammed his fist into the desk. Now he knew why she insisted on naming their son. She had been playing him for a fool all these years. 

“What!” he shouted when he heard a knock on the door.

You hesitated but opened the door slightly. “Sorry, I thought you said to come back at this time.”

Joonkyung had sent you off to another room where he asked you to look through countless files pertaining to AOMG while he held his meeting. You had to quickly familiarize yourself with the threat in order to assist him.

“No, it’s fine- come in.” Dok2′s hands unclenched feeling the slightest bit of relief after seeing you.

You stepped up to him going beyond his desk to stand beside him and set the files down. “I went through everything and-” you jumped at the feeling of his hand running up the back of your thighs before resting on the bottom of your ass. 

“What are you DOING?!” Your voice went an octave higher as his other hand joined in the mischief.

He wrapped his arms around you pulling you against him so his face hid in your abdomen while his hands continued to evoke a blush from you. There was no response for a while. He eventually sat you down on his lap securing you there with his arms around your waist, only moving them when your hair or clothes got in the way. 

Joonkyung kissed your shoulder continuously going up to your neck and ear.

“I’m upset.”

“What did I do?” You quickly asked not aware of the situation.

“Not you.”

His responses were annoyingly short.

“Then why- ah!” You groaned loudly as he bit down on your sensitive spot. “Joonkyung!” You slapped his hands but he responded by readjusting them on the swell of your chest. 

Your shirt began to ride up as his movements became needier. You tried pulling it back down into place but Joonkyung got a hold of your hand and instead brought it behind you to rest on his lap.

Instantly you felt his need and began to hear the thumping of your heart. Blood was rushing to all the wrong places. Your mind was no longer thinking straight, you were no longer wondering what upset him. All you could feel was the warmth that overtook you. 

It was strange how often you found yourself going along with his desires. It took a lot more out of you to match his pace now than before when you first met but- “Joonkyung we just... this morning.”

“So?”

His hand held your chin turning you to the side so his lips could claim yours. The kiss was automatically deepened as he felt starved for attention. His heart was settled having you near but his mind was in a bad place now due to the new information. He felt like killing someone but he knew he couldn’t... yet. Instead, he would focus on what he could do now that Kylie had dug her own grace. 

Now he could fully enjoy your company to his heart’s content.

“It’s never enough,” he panted as he released your lips. By now your shirt was rolled up to your neck, one of his hands was inside the black lacey cup, and the other was on your lap working on the button and zipper of your jeans.

A knock on the door startled you into a panic imagining yourself being caught exposed like this. The door was clearly not locked, as you had proven by entering earlier. If someone uncourteous were to come by they would open the door to a sight.

“Go away!” Joonkyung immediately responded. 

At this point, he could no longer be stopped.

His kisses were deeper, his tongue pushing past your lips to tangle itself around yours. There was nothing he wanted to do more than you. 

“Clothes off,” he demanded after finally letting you go.

“What, here!?” Your eyes widened seeing him toss his own shirt and jacket aside, now only his chains hung around his neck. It was a sight that took your breath away. “What if someone-”

He didn’t allow you to finish voicing your concerns. He continued to kiss your neck until your mind was once again muddled. With only Joonkyung on your mind and in your eyes, you began acting on instinct.

Outside Dok2′s office, The Quiett stood watch knowing exactly what was going on behind the closed door when his assistant informed him you were the last person to enter. If anyone else were to interrupt they would all surely pay for it. Since the lawyers were all present in the building and available he thought it best to bring them by as soon as possible. He was only gone a few minutes, he never imagined his Boss would be so quick to get in the mood.

The Quiett ignored the lawyers questioning looks and directed them to instead wait in one of the meeting rooms. 

“I will bring the Boss shortly.”

The Quiett’s low voice was overpowered by a sudden chorus of moans on the other side of the door. Everyone in range averted their eyes as they pretended to hear nothing.

“Joonkyung!” You bit your lip unable to suppress every moan. Your hands were holding the edges of Joonkyung’s desk, knuckles turning white, to avoid from falling face-first into the wooden surface. 

Papers were scattered everywhere in the heat of the moment but Dok2 didn’t care. He was enjoying the intimate moment- as primal as it was. After rekindling their relationship Joonkyung had yet to be this brazen or demanding.

It was embarrassing but you were also enjoying. It reminded you of your younger selves when Joonkyung could hardly keep his hands to himself. When you heard him begin to grunt you knew he was close.

Soon his grip on your hips began to tighten and his movements became far more erratic. “Y/N I’m-”

“I know,” you panted allowing him to finish however he pleased.

There was one last moan. 

The Quiett sighed pinching the bridge of his nose. He was trying to rid himself of the blush that had inadvertently taken over his face. If he hadn’t left his notes in Dok2′s office he would have run off without a care in the world. 

He waited several minutes before knocking once more.

This time there was no verbal response only shuffling. 

Dok2 quickly picked up the papers that littered his floor while you locked yourself in his personal bathroom. Once everything seemed normal, to an extent, he called Donggab in.

The Quiett warily entered his eyes focused solely in Dok2′s direction afraid of seeing something he shouldn’t. “The lawyers are in the meeting room on the second floor.”

“Alright, let’s go talk to them.” Dok2 quickly knocked on the bathroom door to let you know he would be leaving. 

It was then that The Quiett saw the disarray of files on the boss’ desk. That was the end of The Quiett’s patience. “There is a couch right there!” He exclaimed while pointing out the nearly new leather couch in the corner of Joonkyung′s office.

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After cleaning and straightening out your appearance you emerged into the empty office clutching onto your chest. The adrenaline and euphoria that helped you forget your environment were now gone. The thought of stepping out and meeting people after what you just did had your heart thumping in your ears.

You decided to wait for Dok2 there. Sitting down in his chair you began to fix the files that had been corrupted. Some were torn and crumpled rendering them useless but you did what you could. 

As you organized you came across the files pertaining to Jia and her father. It wasn’t clear whether you were allowed to read these files but you were hardly able to look away. When you saw the picture of a  man carrying a little girl you immediately put two and two together. 

“This must be Moon Jia...” you realized she looked exactly like Kylie. It was scary to think there would be another version of her to deal with later in the future. Although you hoped she would be far less threatening than her mother.

Next, you picked up a stapled packet, thick with various pages. You quickly browsed them until you were left with an unhinged jaw. “Five different mothers!”

Joonkyung walked in at that moment with The Quiett in tow.

You quickly put the scary file together and stacked it atop the rest. 

“What’s wrong?” he asked seeing your shock still clearly present on your face.

“Nothing, it’s just-” your eyes wandered to the file. “Jia’s father is... busy.” Busy was the only word you could manage to use to describe him. 

The Quiett would argue you two had no right to talk when you couldn’t be trusted to be left alone in an office.

“You read it?” Dok2 circled his desk but allowed you to remain sitting while he stood. You deserved to rest after what he just put you through. 

“Not all of it.”

Dok2 searched through the documents to pull out the old juvie record from a foreign country of a young Swings. “He goes by Swings, his real name is Moon Ji-hoon.”

Once again your jaw was left to hang. “Ji-hoon,” you repeated. It was hard to call it a coincidence. Had she not known about Leo and Ji-hoon having their blood tested she might have begun to suspect Kylie was unfaithful long before Jia. Still, she had the nerve to taunt Joonkyung like this?

“I have people looking into their relationship for anything useful that might help us with my son’s case.”

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At home Leo finished his homework, having started as soon as they arrived from school while Ji-hoon lazed around and took a nap. 

“Finished already?” Ji-hoon stumbled into Leo’s room not bothering to knock despite Leo’s constant warnings to do so. “if only we were in the same class...” he sighed wishing he could just copy his little brother’s work.

Leo silently glared at him not bothering to remind him that he could easily do so if he would do well on more than just the tests.

Of course, Ji-hoon understood that is what he meant with that glare- now that he was proficient in his brother’s silent language. “There’s more to life than school and basketball my dear little brother.” He plopped down on Leo’s well-made bed with a sly smile. “Don’t you have any other interests?”

Leo looked over at the trophies and belts that rested in a display case on the opposite wall.

“Besides Taekwondo.”

Leo blinked, there was nothing else he particularly found interesting.

“What about video games, cars, motorcycles, fashion, girls...” Ji-hoon suddenly remembered how much attention his silent brother got from the female population at school. “What kind of girls do you like?”

Leo shrugged.

“Fine, I’ll say it first. I like sexy girls that like to dress provocatively and wear strong perfume.” Ji-hoon thought for a moment what else was important, “big boobs too.”

Leo rolled his eyes at the last part. “You would say that.”

Although Leo had never put much thought into what kind of girls he found favorable, he knew what he didn’t like. “As long as she isn’t annoying.”

Ji-hoon laughed. “Sure but what about looks?”

“Does it matter?” Leo shot back. Honestly, he didn’t think much of the girls that approached him. They always seemed to be like the girls Ji-hoon just described. He noted they tended to roll up their skirts and unbutton their shirts until a portion of their chest was visible. “Someone with some sense would be better,” he thought out loud.

Ji-hoon nodded understanding what it was all amounting to. “So you like the smart shy types.”

“Smart and shy is better than dumb and annoying.”

-end-

A/N: I’m setting up a lot for the future content of this series. That’s the best I can do when it comes to smut and such.

I also included an index since this is getting lengthy.