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zuholymama · 5 years ago

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SF9 Crime Underworld! AU Character Profiles

This story is inspired by John Wick movie where we will see the SF9 members working as various roles from the movie. Each of them has their own love interest and this will be a story that’s connected with each other. I’m putting the mafia tag because I’m afraid not many people are aware of this kind of AU and idk what to call it other than ‘Underworld’ hahahah. Alsoo i’m not going to use “Y/N” and “You”. I’m the type that just can’t imagine myself acting in a fanfic of my favorite boys :’) Also I hope this fic can get you to watch John Wick trilogy. I highly recommend it!!

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Warnings: Swearing, smut, blood, violence

Youngbin | The Escort

As an adopted child of Ruska Roma, Youngbin has been living his life training to be a killer. The Director, his mother, trains him and his brothers relentlessly in the art of martial arts. Competition has always been his passion. He doesn’t let anything distract him to be someone his mother most proud of, even if it means breaking a bone or two. As the best melee fighter of his generation in the house he intends to keep it that way. Ordered by The Director to protect Junko Han from attempted assassination, Youngbin and his brother are to play the act of Junko’s escort and classmate.

Inseong | The Head Librarian

If you think New York’s public library wasn’t part of the crime, you’re wrong. Working in favor with the High Table, NY Public Library holds ancient records of all the things they have witnessed in the crime underworld and also provide safe boxes to use for all assassin’s interests. Kim Inseong is the head librarian. Exceptionally a genius for his young age, the High Table promoted him to be responsible with the library’s records and security. It is any other ordinary day until a certain dark haired woman, Jennifer, visits his library everyday. She always sits on the same chair, reading the same books, yet the first thing that comes into his mind is how cute she is with her round glasses.

Jae Yoon | The Doctor

Everyday, the crime underworld of New York is filled with death and battles. Jae Yoon has had enough of his share of working as a hitman. Sure, the money was great. But he’s had enough of getting blood on his hands everyday. His medical degree isn’t supposed to be for nothing. He wants to save lives. Yet, Jae Yoon knows getting out of this world would be already impossible for him. His sins are too heavy to throw away. So the only choice he got was giving the High Table his fealty as a doctor in service of the underworld. Let them be commoners or killers, he will fix them with a price. One day a very familiar woman comes running into his place, panting heavily while carrying a little girl. Her name is Rinka Yukihira, Jaeyoon’s ex-partner in crime.

Dawon | The Hitman

Dawon is known to be despicable. Joking around and seem to not taking anything seriously, his targets never fail to meet their impending doom. He has a reputation as the real life Deadshot. Yeah, that villain from Batman who’s known to never miss his shot. Dawon works alone under his own rules. Never really have any affiliation other than the High Table and that is just because he knows what’s best to survive. Trusted by The Adjudicator to kill a human trafficking’s mastermind for breaking the code, Dawon goes to the designated location to find everything didn’t go according to his plan. He finds Jiao, the woman who’s responsible for taking out his target.

Zuho | The Adjudicator

Zuho. A terrifying name for the underworld community to hear. It’s the name of The Adjudicator, the one who judges those who affiliate with The High Table, even the Table’s members themselves. He has the power to revoke the Continental’s neutral state and granting Excommunicado status. While he’s working, Itaewon Bar has always been his favorite place to hang out. That night, one particular woman catches his eyes. Park Shin Hye, a normal civilian who is oblivious with the criminals around her. But for Zuho, Shin Hye isn’t just any normal person. She was his first love.

Rowoon | The Heir

Kim Seok Woo or Rowoon, the nickname he always use to introduce himself, is the second son of the notorious Korean crime lord, the Blue Hornet mafia’s leader, Kim Woo Bin. His father has had a seat in the High Table for 10 years and soon it is ready to be given for his eldest son, Kim Seok Jin. But Rowoon knows just how incapable his older brother is. How truly useless and shallow his mind to be able to lead the Blue Hornet Mafia. Yet somehow, his father doesn’t see that. He needs to take him out. It’s now or never. Knowing John Wick isn’t up for a deal, Rowoon commissioned Delphia, a high ranking assassin that has brilliant records of kill streaks and never taking no prisoners.

Taeyang | The Dancer

Taeyang is a dancer. But before that, he is an assassin. Raised in the infamous dance studio, Round Steps, he was taught on how to kill and dance in his spare time. Taeyang doesn’t believe he can love. The only kind of love he can understand is from The Choreographer, the man who raised him ever since he was abandoned, and admiration from his brothers and sisters. That is until he meets Lee So Ra, a young ballerina assassin that is raised in the equally infamous ballet theater, Ruska Roma, chasing the same target he needs to kill that night.

Hwiyoung | The Apprentice

Hwiyoung is a popular sushi chef of Masa’s 3 Michelin stars restaurant. It isn’t only just because he’s THE Masa’s promising young apprentice, but his good looks have won favors from his loyal customers. But the restaurant is just a disguise. Behind all of the lavish wooden interiors and expensive pretty foods, the chefs in Masa’s are all trained assassins specializing in knife fights. One day, a famous runway model, Kate Jung, comes to the restaurant to commission Hwiyoung for his protection for an upcoming important event. Her 25th birthday party.

Chani | The Crime Prince

Ever since he was little, Chani never knows what it means to live normally. Before he learned to hold a spoon, the kid was taught on how to hold a gun. His father, the infamous Kang Tae Kyung is a weapon supplier and involved in a cartel with Blue Hornet Mafia. Throughout his life, Kang Chan Hee is expected to succeed his father’s legacy. Finally reaching his first year of adulthood, his parents finally introduced Chani to his fiancé. She is no other than the only daughter of The Blue Hornet’s boss, Kim Soyeon.

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furiouscassie · 5 years ago

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Will someone please write an SF9 80s mafia AU? 🥺

#SF9 #SF9 fic #sf9 dawon #sf9 taeyang #sf9 rowoon #sf9 hwiyoung #sf9 zuho #sf9 youngbin #sf9 jaeyoon #sf9 chani #sf9 mafia au #fic request

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yourbiasreimagined · 5 years ago

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Dawon’s fingers drummed softly against the leather of his club chair. He had a difficult choice to make today. When he woke up that day, the choice had felt quite clear to him but now, watching you talking with the club owners younger brother. Before, his choice was going to be cleaner. Almost benevolent. Now? Well, now was stuck deciding between the clean or the messy end.

You were a gift from the young man still chatting to you, blissfully unaware of the mafia boss’ internal dilemma. A peace offering of sorts. You had come as a package deal with another girl which was pawned off to another of his men. He had had his fun with you but was frankly tiring of having to take care of you.

He was just going to get rid of you but now, watching the large entitled prince talk to what was yours? It irked him beyond belief. Even if he didn’t want you, there was no way he was going to let you go to someone else so easily.

Dawon watched with his jaw set tight as Rowoon smiled at you, his arms leaning against the bar in front of him to bring him closer to your level. Dawon didn;t know what you were talking about but it didn’t matter. Now, watching the sudden smile and blush growing on your face meant to him that to finish this once and for all, he had to end this the messy way.

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realllllfangirllllll · 4 years ago

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Entertainment

Mafia!Zuho x Female Reader AU

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(1/3 of the unpublished SF9 Mafia drafts)

Summary: Left alone by your mafia boyfriend who headed to a meeting with the Chinese mafia, you were in dire need of attention and entertainment. So you decided to leave the confines he had set up and venture out to find the perfect entertainment.

Genre: Dark? Slightly suggestive?

Warnings: Sadistic themes, violence, blood, and death. Proceed only if you are comfortable with reading darker fictional pieces.

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: This work is purely fictional. Events and details portrayed in it are also fictional and should not be taken seriously as they are violent and illegal.

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It was a late Friday night and you were left alone in the spacious penthouse. No drinks. No entertainment. No Zuho. You couldn't bear the boredom anymore and took a cab to your favorite nightclub.

You stepped into the luxurious venue and felt a sense of freedom. For weeks now, Zuho has left you alone in his penthouse as he went off to do whatever business he had with the mafia. At first, you loved that you captured the heart of the deadly, sadistic mafia leader. But every now and then, you loved being the stubborn bitch that defied the mafia leader even more.

Unlike Zuho’s fellow gang members, you got away with whatever you did. If a gang member did as little as forget to properly greet Zuho, he will die in the blink of an eye. You, on the other hand, had an advantage. Even if you attacked the bodyguards he sent to protect you and headed to a nightclub for fun, Zuho wouldn’t dare hurt his precious lover.

You knew Zuho had the biggest soft spot for you and you always used that to your benefit. After all, what can get any more fun than teasing the most dangerous man on Earth? And deep down, you knew Zuho loved how sadistically stubborn you could get. It was as if he was staring at his own reflection. In all honesty, that was how you charmed the menacing man in the first place. So tonight, you will show Zuho just how charming you can get.

The nightclub was packed with people as usual and you made your way to the bar. “Miss y/n. I don’t see Zuho here tonight.” The handsome bartender commented as he started making your usual cocktail. He placed the drink on the marble countertop and chuckled to himself, “I guess it’ll be another night of trouble then.” You winked at him and grabbed the Moscow Mule before you spun around in the expensive barstool.

You crossed one leg over the other, perfectly showcasing your bare leg through the slit of your sultry, silk dress. Your eyes scanned the venue for your prey before your peripheral vision caught the shadow of your boyfriend. You slightly tilted your head to the left and saw his cold, indifferent expression. You laughed to yourself. His quick appearance at the club only meant one thing: your beaten-up bodyguards have reported back to him about your whereabouts. Quite frankly, you expected him to arrive later since he just had a meeting with the Chinese mafia in Shanghai.

Zuho nonchalantly walked to the VIP corner with his eight loyal members by his side. Your eyes followed your boyfriend as he took off his expensive coat and threw it on the velvet sofa. He sat manspread on the luxurious furniture, making eye contact with you, and tapped his lap. You smirked and stared back with a mischievous glint in your eyes. It was obvious what your boyfriend’s intentions were. His seated position served as a warning to you: Come sit on my lap and stay out of trouble. He wanted everyone in this club to know who you belonged to but you weren’t just going to give him the satisfaction, especially not after he had left you alone for more than a week in boredom.

You broke the staring contest with him and scanned the crowd once more. Your eyes landed upon a decent-looking man with an aura of conceit and patriarchal pride. He was sitting at one of the tables for non-regulars, which caught your eye. You smiled to yourself knowing he probably had no clue who your boyfriend was. He was drinking with his friends and arrogantly talked down to the women around him. His eyes met yours as you smiled seductively and winked at him. You shall be my prey tonight.

Just then a tall figure appeared by your side and ordered the bartender in a firm voice, “Bring the heaviest malt whiskey to the boss’s table.” The man turned his head towards you and continued to tell the bartender, “The boss is going to need something strong tonight.” Your eyes never left the prey who got up off his seat and started to make his way towards you. The tall man beside you chuckled, “Go easy on him y/n. We just got back from a long-ass flight. The next thing we need is a puddle of blood on our hands.”

You got up from your seat, ready to lure your prey into the trap. “Oh I’m sorry to hear that, Inseong.” You turned to the tall man and feigned sympathy, “Then I guess I’ll have to take him someplace more subtle.” You smirked at him and whispered, “Please relay that to your boss, thanks love.”

With a wink, you pounced on your prey with a confident stride and wrapped your arms around his neck. You dragged him to the dance floor and whispered into his ears while making eye contact with your boyfriend who sat in the corner with an amused expression, “Hey handsome. Let’s take this to the private room, shall we?”

The oblivious man agreed almost immediately and placed his hand on your lower waist, guiding you to the private lounge rooms. Before you disappeared into the room, you glanced back and saw Zuho with the sleeves of his dress shirt rolled up as he emptied the glass of liquor in front of him. You chuckle to yourself and dragged your prey into the room.

Once the door shut, you lightly pushed the man onto the couch and smirked at him. “You look like you work out. Do you?”

He chuckled in response and arrogantly said, “Of course I do baby. How else does a handsome face like this have a body this amazing?” You laughed with him as he began stripping the clothing from his upper body. Slowly, you made your way toward him and scanned his body. You chuckled in approval and sat down beside him. The man looked at you with a sly grin, “What’s wrong baby? Shy?”

You chuckled at his words and leaned into his ears to whisper to him. “Me? Shy? Never. Are you ready to play a game?” He nodded eagerly in response and you smiled, “Good!” You grabbed a wine bottle on the glass table and poured yourself a glass. You casually leaned back against the couch and gave him a heads up in amusement, “Start getting your muscles ready, big boy.” He looked at you in confusion before the door violently swung open.

The half-naked man flinched at the sudden barge in and yelled at the intruder, “Who the fuck are you? Get out! Can’t you see we’re busy?”

The intruder didn’t respond and you giggled, “How was Shanghai, Taeyang?” The man responded with an eye roll as the man beside you turned to you in confusion. Taeyang stepped aside and Zuho walked into the room with a hint of anger in his expression at the visual in front of him. “And who the fuck are you? That dude’s lover? Get another room!” The man beside you angrily spewed and this time you doubled over in laughter as he impulsively yelled at your boyfriend.

Your eyes followed Zuho as he turned to the entrance and spoke with Taeyang. “Watch the door,” he commanded in a deep, menacing voice. The man obeyed immediately as Zuho turned his attention back to the two of you and shut the door behind him in an eerily calm way.

His sleeves were rolled up and you saw the veins that ran along the side of his arms. He clenched his fist at the sight of you sprawled on the couch and you winked at him in response, “Hey boss, what took you so long?” You teased him. He let out a deep chuckle, “His blood is on your hands, kitten.”

You amusingly gave him an “okay” gesture with your hand before the man beside you stiffened. Zuho pulled out a knife from the side of his belt and replied sarcastically, “I came in such a rush I forgot to bring a gun. But this will do right, kitten?” You chuckled and turned to the man next to you who was now profusely sweating, “Game on!”

The man held his hands out in defense and stuttered, “W-wait man! I d-didn’t know s-she was yours. Look, t-this was a mistake p-please let me go.”

Zuho smirked and replied darkly, “You should’ve thought twice when you decided to touch something that wasn’t yours.”

As your boyfriend pounced on the defenseless man, you sat on the couch with your arms crossed and scoffed, “I’m not yours. If I was, I would most certainly not be babysat by your boring bodyguards for almost two weeks with no entertainment.”

Zuho scoffed in disbelief as he swiftly slit the man’s arms and stabbed him in the leg. “Is this enough entertainment for you?” The man was now crawling on the floor and you looked down at him indifferently. You shrugged, “I guess.”

Your boyfriend let out a deep chuckle and sat down beside you, placing the knife coated in blood on the glass table and took the wine glass from you. He kissed your soft, liquor-coated lips and said in a deep, amused tone, “Sober up kitten. I’m too tired from the flight so you’re finishing the game.”

You rolled your eyes and grabbed the bloody knife on the table. Zuho stared at the sight in front of him, immensely turned on by his girlfriend nonchalantly harboring a weapon. You gazed into his dark, lustful eyes with a sly grin. “Since when did alcohol influence my aim?”

The man on the floor reached the entrance and started desperately pounding on the door. You turned to the scene and chuckled in amusement as Zuho pulled you closer to his body. His breath tickled your ears as he whispered huskily, “Finish the game, kitten.”

“As you wish.” You sent the knife flying across the room and onto the wailing man’s heart as the pounding and screams disappeared.

You felt your boyfriend’s bloody hand touch your cheek as he turned you to face him. His thumb caressed your soft skin as he praised, “Where did I find such a beautiful person like you?”

You smirked at him and in a flash, he pushed you onto his lips as your equally bloody hand reached for the back of his neck. You sighed into the kiss and mumbled, “I missed you so much, Zuho.”

He chuckled and grabbed your hand from behind his neck. He intertwined his fingers with yours, pulling you up off the couch. “Let’s go back to the penthouse shall we kitten?”

You eagerly nodded and headed out the entrance. On your way out, the both of you stepped over the lifeless figure and out the door. You turned to the man guarding the door and said amusingly, “Sorry for the mess, Taeyang. Have fun cleaning it up!”

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key201303 · 3 years ago

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Pairing: undercover!Hwiyoung x fem!reader ft. Sf9 members as mafia members

Warnings: smut, fingering, oral (m receiving), swearing, unprotected sex (wrap it before using it kids!) make out.

Word count: 4.4k words (to compensate the wait 🤭)

Genre: Mafia AU, angst, fluff from time to time, smut/suggestive content

Plot: being the daughter of a dealer wasn’t easy, especially when he had so many debts and was now dead. Ever since your dad passed away, you’ve been paying his debts with your own life and body but fortunately that is about to change when a charming boy appears out of the blue to save you. But, is he going to give you a better life or you’re just changing the location of your doom? Is he trying to protect you from others or does he also want to use you like an exchange currency like everyone else did?

A/N: I’M FINALLY BACK 😭 I’m so sorry this took me so damn long to update but I finally could come up with something good. We're all going to hell after this 🤭 Hope you guys enjoy it ❤❤

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You woke up to the soft and rhythmic sound of the raindrops. It has been raining all night, making the perfect atmosphere to help you fall asleep after last night's little fight with Hwiyoung. You knew that if it weren't because of the rain, you would have had a lot of problems falling asleep. You hated rainy days, but you had to be thankful for last night.

You slowly sat up on the bed, looking around. Surprisingly, you felt bad for what you said last night to Hwiyoung. You knew he had only tried to protect you ever since you both met each other. And you also knew it wasn't okay telling him the things you said last night just because you were slightly mad at him for wanting to control you.

Suddenly, your phone screen lit up with a message notification. When you looked at it, you noticed the time and immediately knew Chani was the message owner. "What a terrible day, huh?" The message said, not failing to put a small smile on your face. Both of you didn't like rainy days so it was funny that he sent you a message just to remind you how much he hated that weather. "Yeah, what bad weather for hanging out." You answered, the small smile still drawn in your lips. You were about to leave your phone on the night table when another message popped up. "We can still meet if you want. We'll be safe from the rain inside the Cafe 😉." The message said, bringing back the small smile to your lips. "It's better if we leave it for tomorrow, I have some things to do at home today." You answered and finally left the phone on the night table. You could have accepted Chani's offer and you would have been in your rights to do so. But after last night's fight, you didn't want to give Hwiyoung more reasons to fight. At least not today.

As soon as you stepped outside of the room, a delicious smell of your favorite noodles woke up all your senses, making you run towards the kitchen to find out if Hwiyoung remembered you and saved a plate for you. "Good morning." Hwiyoung said without turning to face you. His voice was serious and you were afraid of him being still mad at you. "Good morning…" You quietly said, slowly walking towards him to see what he was cooking. "Breakfast is ready, take a seat before it gets cold." He said without looking at you, still talking in a serious tone. You just hummed a soft okay and took a seat on the kitchen counter, waiting for him to give you your plate full of noodles.

"I'm sorry about last night." He suddenly said as he placed the plate in front of you. You looked at him surprised about his sudden apologies. "I didn't mean to make you feel controlled. I just wanted to protect you so I'm sorry if I made you feel bad." He added when he noticed your surprised expression. You remained silent for a few seconds, trying to process what just happened. Was Hwiyoung really apologizing? "Aren't you going to say anything?" He said laughing a little as he started eating his noodles. "Oh, yeah, sorry. I'm just surprised." You said, finally moving your gaze from him to your plate. "Why are you so surprised?" He asked curiously. "Nothing." You quietly answered as you started to eat breakfast as well.

You both ate in silence, not really knowing what to say. Since when did you both start to get so awkward around each other? Were you falling for him that hard that it was difficult to keep a normal conversation with him? "Are you going somewhere today?" He suddenly asked, breaking the uncomfortable silence that was making you feel more and more nervous. "What? Oh, no. I planned to stay here all day. It's raining." You shyly answered as you finished your noodles. “And? Since when does rain stop people from doing stuff?” Hwiyoung said, a soft giggle escaping his lips. The moment you heard his small giggles, all your worries of him still being mad at you for going out last night with Chani and Dawon faded away, making you relax and act around him the same way you have done ever since he saved you from Rowoon. “But rainy days are the worst! Getting all drenched and having to deal with wet clothes all day and even catching a cold.” You complained as you tidied the table after eating breakfast. “And how about the greatest feeling of getting back home and taking a warm shower? Or spending the day on the couch with a blanket and watching TV?” Hwiyoung asked, surprised when he found out how much you hated rainy days. “Oh! And how about those romantic scenes of movies girls always like about the main couple kissing under the rain?” Hwiyoung added as he helped you wash the dishes. “That’s just stupid. Things like that don't happen in real life.” You said laughing, a disbelief tone appearing in your voice. “You never know.” Hwiyoung said, flashing you a small smile that made your heart skip a beat. “Change my mind then.” You said with a challenging tone. You couldn’t let Hwiyoung notice the butterflies blooming in your stomach the moment he said you never knew if things like that could happen.

As the day went by, you couldn’t stop thinking about what happened during breakfast and you couldn’t stop asking yourself how would Hwiyoung change your mind so you could start loving rainy days the way he did. Was he going to take you somewhere you liked to change your mind? Would he stay at home with you watching your favorite TV shows? Would he prepare for lunch or dinner your favorite dishes? “Let’s go.” Hwiyoung’s voice knocked you out of your thoughts. “What? Where are we going?” You asked curious yet nervous. You thought he would say something like ‘I told you I would change your mind.’ but his words were pretty far from that. “Rowoon wants to meet us at a restaurant. He says he wants to check if you're fine with me.” Hwiyoung said as he got his black leather jacket from the wardrobe next to the entrance. You were speechless.

You thought you would never have to see that idiot ever again since Hwiyoung saved you but now you find yourself in your room, getting on one of the fancy dresses he made you buy to go meet him in a restaurant. At least now you were by Hwiyoung’s side and knew Rowoon could do nothing about it. Or at least that’s what you thought. “Are you-. Oh wow.” Hwiyoung said as you walked down the stairs. His eyes were wide as soon as they saw your elegant figure and they gleamed with a beautiful bright. “I didn’t know you could be this stunning.” Hwiyoung said, mesmerized by how beautiful you looked. You just giggled and avoided his gaze which was eating you alive. “I feel bad about telling you this but… You better wear something else.” Hwiyoung said once he could move his gaze from you. You looked at him with confusion written all over your face which made him laugh. “I don’t have a car.” He said, showing you a black motorcycle helmet. “Oh. We’re going on a motorcycle?” You asked surprised. You never actually thought about the image of Hwiyoung driving a motorcycle but the moment you exited the little apartment, after changing your clothes to something more comfortable yet elegant, and your gaze landed on him waiting for you on that motorcycle… Oh boy you were in love with that boy.

The way the white shirt remarked his toned torso, the way the black leather jacket gave him that bad boy vibe that was softened with his long and fluff hair and the way his eyes gleamed with a beautiful glitter every time they landed on you. Just then you noticed how much you liked the boy standing in front of you. “Are you coming?” Hwiyoung said, handing you another black helmet as you came back to reality. You just nodded and ran towards him to grab the helmet and get on the motorcycle so you both could finally go meet your old nightmare. “Don’t get rid of your embrace around me, okay?” Hwiyoung said taking your hands and wrapping his torso with them. You could feel how your cheeks started to burn to the point of being light red at the sudden closeness of your bodies. You had to be grateful that you were wearing a helmet and he couldn’t see your face at all.

Once you arrived at the restaurant, old memories from the party where you met Youngbin and his group started to come alive once again. The restaurant was small but elegant and fresh. The bar was beautifully decorated with golden ornaments and the wine bottles were meticulously placed on the shelf. Beautiful and expensive green velvet chairs that matched the green glasses from the windows were meticulously placed by the tables decorated with dark marble. "Are you okay?" Hwiyoung quietly asked from behind, placing his hand on your waist to take you to the table where a black haired boy was waiting. You just shyly nodded as you gulped when you felt his hand embracing your waist. What a terrible day to accept your feelings for Hwiyoung. "Remember, I'm Youngkyun here." He whispered into your ear, sending chills down your spine before waving to the black haired boy and walked towards him.

"Welcome, you must be (Y/N), right?" The black haired boy asked. You just nodded to his question as you took a seat. "Rowoon talked pretty well about you. Nice to meet you, I'm Inseong, owner of the restaurant." The black haired boy finally introduced himself. You would be lying if you said you actually paid attention to what he said after saying Rowoon talked well about you. Why would he say good things about you after all the things he hated about you? "Beautiful ring." A blond haired boy said as he joined the conversation Hwiyoung and Inseong were having. "This?" Hwiyoung said, taking your hand in his and pointing at the ring your dad gifted you. You looked at him with a blank expression, not understanding the reason behind his affectionate sudden behavior. "My dad gave it to me." You said, getting rid of Hwiyoung's embrace. "Such a unique piece of jewelry for sure. I'm Zuho by the way." The blond haired boy introduced himself as well as he admired the ring.

A few minutes went by when Rowoon finally arrived. They seemed to be really friendly with Inseong and Zuho but Rowoon’s face changed completely the moment his gaze landed on you talking with Hwiyoung. "See who we got here! My favorite couple of the year." Rowoon said as he got closer to the table you were sitting. His favorite couple of the year? What was he talking about? You sent a death glare to Hwiyoung before wearing the fake smile you wore when you still lived with him. "How are you guys doing? You look stunning (Y/N)." He added as he took the seat in front of you. You just limited yourself to nod and smile, not wanting to say much just in case you messed up the story Hwiyoung made up. "Is she a good girlfriend, Youngkyun?" Rowoon asked, moving his gaze to the boy sitting next to you who immediately answered with a convinced nod. "She's amazing, you really let go of a good girl." Hwiyoung said, looking at you with fond eyes. For a moment, when your eyes met his, you felt like he was talking seriously for a moment. Like he actually believed his words, even though you knew it was just a story he made up so Rowoon was happy. Even though you didn't know why Hwiyoung tried so hard to make him happy after he saved you, you knew it was better if you just followed his lead and not asked anything. "How cute. Why don't you kiss her then?" Rowoon said, a challenging smirk appearing on his lips. You couldn't help choking on air at his sudden suggestion. "I think we better don't, you know, that kind of stuff is better doing it in private." Hwiyoung said, winking at Rowoon before taking a sip from his wine. You found yourself speechless, not knowing how to act after what happened and not knowing what to say after Rowoon suggested such things and Hwiyoung answered like that.

Hours went by and before you could notice, night was finally replacing day and it was the perfect excuse to leave that restaurant and go back home. Once you finally said goodbye to Rowoon, Inseong and Zuho, Hwiyoung grabbed your waist once again to take you to the parking lot where the motorcycle was. "Just trust me and follow my lead okay? I promise I'll explain everything when we get home." Hwiyoung whispered into your ear as you got out of the restaurant. His words made your heart rate go up in no time, making you feel nervous about what Hwiyoung's plans were.

"Can you expl-." You tried to say once you arrived near by motorcycle but before you could finish your sentence, Hwiyoung turned you around and placed a passionate kiss on your lips. You couldn't understand what was going on but kissed him back without thinking about it twice. After all, you promised him you would trust him and follow what he did so all you could do was kiss him back. The kiss felt unreal, full of passion, like you both really kissed because you loved each other and not only for a stupid role. The wet raindrops made a perfect contrast with the heat in your cheeks and you felt like you were in one of those American movies Hwiyoung mentioned in the morning. Was that kiss part of his plans to change your mind about rainy days? "Let’s go home." Hwiyoung whispered once you broke the kiss. If it weren’t because you knew that kiss was something planned to make Rowoon see his time didn't go to waste, you would have definitely thought Hwiyoung loved you with all his heart and soul and that he didn't want that moment to ever end.

"What the hell happened there?" You asked, still speechless from the kiss. "He was checking us. Your ring is part of the deal. If I 'give' him your ring, he'll leave you alone so I told him I ended up convincing you to be my girlfriend so I can get closer to the ring." Hwiyoung said as you both entered your now shared apartment and removed his leather jacket. "We should take a warm shower before we catch a cold." He added, helping you get off your wet jacket. "I told you rainy days were a shit." You said giggling, remembering the little conversation you had in the morning and ignoring what he said about your ring. "The day hasn't finished yet, I'm still on time to change your mind." He said winking at you as he walked down the hall to get in the shower.

Minutes went by and all you could think of while you waited for Hwiyoung to come out of the shower was about that kiss you both shared under the rain. You brushed your lips with the tip of your fingers, slightly smiling at the thought of the kiss. The sound of the bathroom door opening knocked you out of your thoughts. "Finally, I thought you would ne-." You said as you walked towards the bathroom, ready to get in to take a shower as well, but you were once again cut off. This time, unlike before, you were cut off by the image before your eyes. Hwiyoung was wearing a simple towel around his waist, his bare chest still wet with a few water drops that fell from his long hair. He looked so stunning and handsome like that. "You like what you see?" Hwiyoung said, knocking you out of your own world as he passed by you heading to the room so he could get dressed. "Don't take long to shower, I'm going to start preparing dinner." He said as he walked down the hall. In any other situation you would have complained about him telling you to hurry up in the shower when he took so long to finish, but this time you were so immersed in admiring his figure that no words came out of your lips.

You took a shower in silence, processing all the information about your sudden feelings towards Hwiyoung and analyzing all his movements in an attempt to find out if he liked you back or not. You face palmed yourself when you noticed how hard Hwiyoung was to read. He always had that serious look that perfectly hid all his emotions that made it impossible for you to know if he ever had feelings for you or not. You took a moment to leave your mind in a blank space, just focusing on the warm water drops softly tapping your sensitive skin, removing the coldness from the raindrops. You had to admit Hwiyoung was right when he said it was an amazing feeling getting back home and taking a warm shower after a rainy day. But it wasn't enough reason to change your mind about rainy days.

You got out of the shower feeling pretty good, like the warm water soothed the pain in your heart. Like the warm water healed all the wounds in your soul and made the love and good feelings bloom into your heart like a beautiful flower in spring. "Hey dinner is… Oh!! Why didn't you close the door?!?!?!" Hwiyoung's voice knocked you out of your little peace. You wanted so much to take a shower and were so immersed in the memory of the kiss that you completely forgot to close the bathroom door, leaving Hwiyoung speechless at your image in a towel. It only took him a slight second to move his gaze from your figure and hide his face so you couldn't see how it turned red. In other situations you would have definitely closed the door yelling at him to go away, but this time, after that kiss and after finding out your feelings for that boy, you didn't want him to go away anymore.

"Hwiyoung…" You quietly said as you walked towards him. You didn't know what you were doing at all, you were just listening to what your heart was shouting, something you stopped doing ages ago. "Look at me…." You said, taking his hands off his face so you could admire him. It was the first time you actually looked at him. It was the first time your eyes met his and the first time you could admire the beautiful galaxy his dark orbs held. And it was the first time you could read him like an open book. "I like you… A lot…" You said, caressing his cheek and moving a strand of still wet hair from his face so you could admire him better. "I… I like you too… Actually I've been liking you for quite a long time now but I was too afraid of-." Hwiyoung started to confess with a trembling voice, nervousness reflected on his deep voice. But you cut him off with a kiss. You didn't want to hear his excuses. You didn't want him to explain his feelings. At least not now. All you wanted to do was kiss him. Kiss him until your lungs cried for air. Kiss him until your lips were impregnated in each other's scent. Kiss him until your souls become one.

His hands quickly moved to cup your cheeks as he pressed your body against the wall, deepening the kiss. Your lips danced in harmony and soon, tongues started to fight for dominance. "Fuck, I've been wanting to do this for so long." Hwiyoung whispered against your lips, sending a cold chill down your spine. "I've wanted to kiss you." He said kissing you lips once again. "Love you." He said, moving his lips to your jawline as soft moans escaped your lips. "Have you." He said as he kept leaving a trace of kisses down your jawline to your neck and collarbone. "Taste you." He whispered into your ear before kissing your lips once again. This time the kiss wasn't gentle or soft. It was a kiss full of hunger and desire. A kiss that really showed you how much Hwiyoung wanted you. A kiss that showed you how you could trust him.

His hands went down, taking off the towel that dried your body a few minutes ago. His hands felt like feathers on your skin, touching you like if you were made of glass and you would break at any moment. "Are you sure you want this?" Hwiyoung asked against your neck, without stopping leaving butterfly kisses. "I'm more than sure." You said, a gasp leaving your lips when you felt him leaving a love mark on your neck. "Good, because I won't be able to stop if we keep doing this." He said, finally locking his eyes with yours. The beautiful soft gleam that always decorated his dark eyes has been replaced with lust and desire. His eyes devoured your figure like he has been waiting his entire life for that moment, making you feel shy yet beloved.

"Just let me know if something is wrong, okay? I don't want to hurt you." He said as his gaze softened for a slight second before the lust and desire decorated his dark orbs once again. You just nodded before throwing your head back in the header of the bed when you felt his slender fingers entering your core and playing with your clit. "Baby you're already so wet for me. Did you want me that much?" Hwiyoung said, a wide smirk decorating his charming face. You never thought someone could look as sexy and handsome as he looked right there and right then. "Do you like it, huh?" Hwiyoung asked, curling his fingers inside you, when he saw you holding your moans by biting your lower lip. "Don't hold your moans baby, I want to hear you." He whispered into your ear before kissing your cheeks and then your lips while he drew circle patrons on your clit, getting you closer to the edge of the first orgasm. "I'm close." You gasped for air against his lips, whining immediately after at the loss of his touch.

His erection was prominent on his boxers, making you shy when your gaze landed on it. "See what you do to me? Do you know how hard it was for me to control myself on that restaurant and don't fuck you right there in front of that asshole?" Hwiyoung said with a deep voice. You would have never imagined he would have that dominant side but you had to admit you loved it. "Now you have to fix what you've done… Get on your knees baby." He said, brushing his hair back with his fingers so he could admire how you sucked him off. You did as he asked you and got on your knees. "You look so beautiful." He said before you placed his hard member on your mouth. He threw his head back immediately, absolutely immersed in the pleasure you were giving him with your wet muscle. "Shit you're so good." He praised you as a low groan escaped his lips. "Baby… baby stop… I'm so close." He said, a high pitched voice escaping his lips as he tried to control his pleasure. You did as he said and got up to lay back in bed just like he asked you. "You look so sexy cleaning your lips." He said, caressing your lower lip and locking your lips with his in a passionate kiss.

"I love you (Y/N)." He said teasing your entrance with the tip of his cock. "I love you too Hwiyoung." You said, gasping when you felt his member filling your core. "Fuck, you're so damn tight." He said as he waited for you to adjust to his length. "Move." You quietly said as you intertwined your fingers with his hair in an attempt of holding onto something. His thrusts were slow and deep, making you feel every single inch of his hard member. You begged him to go faster but it was useless, he wanted you to feel him as much as possible and he wanted that moment to last forever. "Just enjoy it baby." He whispered into your ear before thrusting into you even deeper if that was possible. Loud moans started to escape your lips when he hit the perfect spots inside you and as you got closer and closer to the edge of your orgasm.

"Hwiyoung… Please… I'm so close…" You said, pulling his hair and twitching around his hard member, begging for mercy. "Fuck, if you do that again I won't last for much longer neither." He said, getting closer to his edge as well when you tighten your walls around him. Both of you lasted for a few more thrusts before you both came undone. He tiredly landed next to you, heavy breaths filling the atmosphere of the room before your voices finally said something coherent.

"Fuck that was amazing." Hwiyoung said, hiding his face with his strong arms, embarrassment finally filling the boy. "It really was…" You shyly said, mirroring his actions. "I really love you (Y/N)." Hwiyoung said, taking your hands in his so you both could admire each other's eyes once again. "I love you too…" You said, closing the gap between you both with a soft kiss. "I think we should go eat dinner, it sure is cold by now." You said once you both recovered your normal breath, making Hwiyoung laugh at your comment.

Maybe rainy days weren't your favorites when you were alone. But they were definitely your favorites if Hwiyoung was by your side. In the end, he was right. Rainy days are the best.

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whale-minmin · 4 years ago

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hai, i saw that your request is open. can i request a sf9!mafia scenario with kang chani x girl friend!reader please?

he is cold towards you but at the end when you're in danger, he shows his caring side to you. thank you, i hope you have had a great day!

danger | kang chanhee

♛ Genre : fluff, romantic, slight angst

♛ tw : guns, murder, mafia, shooting someone, assassination attempt

You were taking a peaceful stroll around Chani's mansion, the sun shining through the big, elegant windows.

There wasn't really anything else to do – you needed to stay inside Chani's mansion for your safety and everyday was the same. Chani himself didn't pay any attention to you, although he was your loved one. Sometimes you chatted with the guards, but you can't chat with them for long as it can also be distracting and dangerous.

You entered Chani's office, crossing your arms. He was sitting beside his desk, sorting out documents. He didn't even look at you when you entered, his eyes completely fixed on the papers. "Chanhee." You called out to him, the dark-haired boy sparing you a short glance before returning to the documents.

"What?" He asked, playing with his pen. "I'm bored! You don't even let me use a phone! And whenever i want to go out, i need to go with at least six guards, do you think i like that?" He sighed, tapping his fingers against the desk. "It's for your safet–"

"I don't care! I want to live like a normal, casual girl but you don't even let me have friends! Not everyone wants to kill me, Chani" He rolled his eyes in annoyance, putting the document he was reading down. "I'm a boss of one of the biggest mafias in South Korea. Everyone knows you're my weakness, and they'll happily take advantage of that" You could see just how annoyed he was, so you left.

You were sick and tired of him, his cold attidute and how overprotective he is. Did he even really love you, or were you just one of his things?

You changed into a long, black coat, rushing to the exit. “Excuse me Miss, you can’t leave” The guard who was standing right before the door said, slightly bowing to you in respect. “Chani let me leave just for a hour. You can ask him” You smiled nicely, trying to lie as well as possible. You had a really good reputation in the mafia, known for being nice and friendly to everyone, even helping out the mansion janitors. “If that’s the case then, go on, Miss~ Be safe” You nod, leaving the mansion. You felt a little bad for lying to the guard, hoping he won’t get in any trouble later. Besides, you were just going to take a quick stroll and go back.

Chani’s mansion was surrounded by a small forest, hiding it from any outsiders. You started walking with your hands in your pockets, slowly humming under your nose. You felt so free and happy, looking up at the sky.

No guards, no mafia business, no overprotective boyfriends.

But there was one thing.

Danger.

You didn't notice the rival mafia's assassin hiding, only seeing him after he almost shot you, the bullet missing you. Only after experiencing that, you knew that Chani was right. You should have listened to him, but you decided to be so selfish. You started running, you didn't even know where, you just ran. You heard the assassin's gun fire off at you again, but you were suddenly knocked to the ground, the bullet missing once again.

The man who knocked you to the ground pulled out his own gun, shooting the unsuccessful assassin.

"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" It was Chani, crouching beside you to check for any wounds. "I-I'm fine.." He heplped you stand up, shooting the half-dead assassin once more before turning to you. "Are you sure?" He asked once again. "No" You chuckled, a bit shaken. Chani sighed before hugging you, caressing your back. "I got here as fast as i could. You're safe" He breathed out in relief, signaling to his men to take the assassin's body away.

"Please, never scare me like that ever again, kitten" He kissed your forehead, startling you with his sudden boost of affection. "Are you annoyed?" You asked him, slowly recovering from the assassination attempt. "Not at all. I'm glad you're safe, let's get home and i'll take care of you" You smiled, hugging him. You would be lying if you said you didn't like his caring side.

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narika-a · 8 years ago

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SF9 Mafia Reaction: Finding out their S/O has been in the mafia business before

||| Anon asked: Could you do a mafia or gang au with SF9 or Pentagon and their reaction top finding out their S/O has been in the business before? |||

A/N1: Usually when somebody request for one group OR the other, I choose only one of them but because I myself haven’t seen that many SF9 and Pentagon reactions and I love these groups, I decided to do both. 😃

Pentagon Reaction

Kim Inseong

You were surrounded by men who were after him. Before he could react you took the gun out of his hand and took care of them with precise shots to the head.

“Amazing, it’s seems that my jagi is capable of everything!!”

Kim Youngbin

He thought it would be funny to attack you from behind when your reflexes kicked in and you slammed him to the ground.

“Easy now, where did you learn to fight like that?”

Lee Jaeyoon

He knew since the day he met you as it was your mission to kill him. You sneaked into his bedroom at night but he quickly took care of you tying you to a chair.

“And what do we have here?”

Dawon/Lee Sanghyuk

When you casually told him you were in the mafia before he was beyond shocked.

“You were what?”

Zuho/Baek Juho

He was told by one of his men that you belonged to his greatest enemy’s gang before.

“Jagi, were you planing on telling me this someday?”

Rowoon/Kim Seokwoo

He was actually delighted to hear that.

“Now you can go on missions with me!”

Yoo Taeyang

He started wondering if you meeting him was really an accident.

“I think you should have told me this sooner.”

Kim Hwiyoung

He was struggling to fully believe you.

“Are you sure you’re not mistaking anything?”

“Yes, Hwiyoung. I’m sure.”

“But are you really, really sure?”

Chani/Kang Chanhee

He wanted you to stay out of this dangerous business.

“And here I thought I might be the one to protect you, when you don’t even need protection in the first place.”

A/N2: The struggle to find the right gifs was real 😩 Taeyang and Rowoon had plenty tho 😂 Anyhow, feel free to request more scenarios, reactions etc, I keep up with a lot of groups, both male and female!!

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wellwwhynot · 3 years ago

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Do you love Mafia AU'S?? I got u

So this is extremely underrated.

Kingdom was so epic and the interactions were amazing but we don't talk enough about how SF9 absolutely SLAYED this!

This is basically every mafia fan fic come to life.

youtube

Any writers out there needing a little inspiration or people like me who Simps for this. just... give it a watch

#im in love #kpop #music #mafia au #sf9 #the boyz #kpop fanfic #fanfic #Youtube

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hyungseos-cafe · 3 years ago

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Pairing: Sf9 Zuho + Chani ft. GN!Reader

Genre: Mafia au, fluff

Warning: Swearing, mentions of weapons, use of the word k*ll

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and in no way reflect the actions and personalities of the people described.

Word count: ~1k

Summary: Zuho and Chani, arguably the best made men in SF9 are tasked to take down a new mobster hidden under the guise of an ice cream shop, but what happens when said mobster suddenly makes the two men flustered? Does the ice cream shop get taken down?

Order for: @unifox

“Dude, did you see the way they looked at you?”

“Me?” Zuho stood astonished, after all he nearly took a bullet for you.

“Oh come on man, don’t look so innocent! They looked at you with ‘the eyes’ you know those eyes”

“Dude shove off, you’re just jealous”

Flash forward to present time, Zuho and Chani had just finished another unsuccessful mission which led to their asses nearly being grilled alive, however with the rather poor judgment of their boss, he decided to keep them. Afterall, nobody worked better together than them. As if things could not have gone any worse, Chani received a phone class ‘Boss’ the caller id shone

“Boss!” Chani’s face immediately dropped as soon as he received the news from the other line

“Yes Boss! We’ll be right there”

The pair both stumbled into the room of said boss who unfortunately had been scowling at them. The office walls had been lined with the weapons of those whom the group had taken down. They were his prized possession, and the only way to

“Zuho, Chani, I have news for you and you’re not going to like it”

The two stood before their boss, casually nodding along as he continued to give details for their new mission. Apparently they had to crack down on some new group that opened up an ice cream shop as a ploy.

“I understand these conditions are quite strange, but I assure you, the front person is incredibly dangerous. They’re known for charming themselves out from being arrested”

“How hard could this be? Zuho and I got it!”

“Chani” He sighed, “Son, you’ve got a long way to go. I must warn you, please be careful”

“Y-yes sir, my apologies”

“Zuho, watch over him, okay? He’s a liability”

“Yes sir”

As soon as the boss left, Zuho swiveled around on his heels to land a punch on Chani in the gut, knocking the younger one to the ground immediately

“Dude that the fuck?”

“You’re a liability. I’m just putting you in your place”

“I’m just putting you in your place” Chani mimicked before standing up on his feet again, walking back to his office to retrieve his body suit and hand gun.

The following hours went by quickly as the pair slowly prepared for a crackdown on the illusive ice cream shop.

“So, what’s the plan?” Chani asked, gently prodding at the elder member

“The plan is, to use you as a decoy because we all know you’re cute… and then I swoop in to save the day” Zuho deadpanned

“Great, let’s get to the car then”

“You’re driving”

“Fine”

Chani turned to the side table in front of the door to grab the car keys before running to start the car. Meanwhile Zuho surveyed the warehouse, checking for any materials they may have missed. After concluding that he had everything, he headed towards the car.

“Do you think boss is serious about this ice cream shop? I can’t help but feel a little doubtful”

“We can’t let our guard down, okay? Just trust him, he knows what he’s doing”

“Bu-”

“Chani, stop asking questions. Just. Drive”

Chani started up the car before pulling out of the driveway and out to the main road. The drive to this ice cream shop was rather brief, however it was in the center of town- which did not make much sense. Why would some huge mafia group decide to operate an ice cream shop in the middle of town? Unless… They want to blend in??

“We’re here”

“Dude! Zuho, did you already fall asleep? It wasn’t even 20 minutes!”

“I’m up, I’m up”

Zuho opened the door to stand up and straighten out his clothes before checking his equipment. In a place as innocent as an ice cream shop, it was bound to bury secrets. These were always places that held the most unexpected turns.

“Alright, let’s go over the brief again before heading in, okay?”

“Name Y/n, codename the eviscerator. Over 1,000+ kill count and at least 10 years of experience with explosive material and working with the CIA before turning”

“Wait, turning? What happened?”

“Dude, Chani, did you not listen to anything Boss said?”

“No…” He sheepishly let out before fiddling with his hand gun

“They were known as one of the most decorated CIA agents before quitting suddenly. It was rumored they wanted to dismantle the CIA, apparently one of the higher ups had something to do with their parents disappearance”

Zuho closed the portfolio, shoving the manila folder back under his jacket and shut the car door. This signaled for Chani to lock the door and begin surveying the premises without being seen, which was nearly impossible as it was a bright ice cream shop filled with children. From an outsider's perspective, this was just like any usual ice cream shop. However something felt off, the atmosphere became immediately tense as soon as Zuho and Chani entered.

“Hi! Welcome to E’s Creamery”

“Dude, did you see the way they looked at you?”

“Me?” Zuho stood astonished, after all he nearly took a bullet for you.

“Oh come on man, don’t look so innocent! They looked at you with ‘the eyes’ you know those eyes”

“Dude shove off, you’re just jealous”

“H-hi! We’-we’re just looking around!”

“Sure thing! I’m Y/n, let me know if you have any questions”

Chani immediately pulled the older member to the side, a clear panic in his eyes. Before he could speak a word, his attention was brought back to Y/n. How could someone so attractive be so bad he thought

“Tell me how someone so attractive and cute could be the head of a new mafia group? I mean… Look at them! They’re so sweet to customers and have such a nice voice”

“Dude, you can’t possibly have a crush on them… do you?” Chani nodded “I can’t help it”

Unfortunately for the two of them, the mafia leader in question had slipped through the back door as soon as they recognized their faces. They had studied the profiles of all the well known groups in town that could possibly try to stop their plans.

“Wait… Where did Y/n go? Weren’t they just right there?”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! What is boss going to think of us now? We can’t just come back empty handed! Zuho, you know boss already hates me! What do we do?”

“What we’re not going to do is freak out, we’re going to calmly explain to him what happened…. Right?”

“Dude we’re the worst”

#hyungseos-cafe #vanilla iced coffee with almond milk and an extra shot #sf9 #sf9 scenarios #sf9 mafia au #sf9 fluff #mafia au #scenarios #fluff #baek juho #zuho #sf9 zuho #kang chanhee #chani #sf9 chani #order for: foxy #order status: complete

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divinefireangel · 3 years ago

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hi! i enjoyed the mafia!yb headcannon but can i see one that’s xreader?? thank you!

Ooo okay 👀

I'm still very new to the mafia thing so excuse any inaccuracies

If you haven't read what Mafia! YB is like, you can ---> Here!

TW: Mafia stuff, guns, brief mentions of sex,

Okay so since he has a target on his back at all times he has to keep his relationship with you a secret

Initially you won't know at all that he's mafia

And he intended it keep it that way tbh

But you did some background check and confronted him about it

You were scared but you trusted him

He was disappointed cause he thought that you would leave him after finding out the truth about his job

But you didn't

So he was thrilled and promised that he won't let anyone know about you and won't let anything happen to you

Now coming to the actual relationship stuff

When he's busy he is very busy

He won't have time to attend to your calls or texts

But he makes up for "ignoring" you by spending extra time with you when he isn't under a lot of work load

This spending extra time will include (but not limited to):

Multiple dates to fancy restaurants

Occasionally flying to a different country for a meal

Going shopping for clothes, watches, shoes, anything you want, you can have it

You don't stroll around much cause he prefers to lay low when he's with you

So a lot of movie nights

Drama nights

Nights spent in bed cuddling

Nights spent in bed fucking exploring each other's bodies and kinks

He's good at cooking 😂 unlike actual YB

So expect a lunch box ready for you in the morning before you leave 🥺

Attempts to write these cute lil notes and slip them in the box for you

When you tell him that you want to learn self defense (that is if you don't already know), he's gonna be thrilled

Like yus my cute lil baby go on and learn how to fight

He's a patient teacher and he tries his best to make you learn as much or at the least 50% of what he knows

Definitely teaches you how to use a pocket knife and tells you all the places where you can hide it safely

Overtly excited to teach you how to handle a gun

Gets you your own mini revolver hehe

The close proximity when he's teaching you by touching your hands, you back and your waist, guiding you always turns you on

Him in general does

And when he's all focused it's much worse cause he's very sexy like that and he knows that he is

It makes you wonder what he's like when he's working but you don't dare ask because he's told you it's dangerous

And all he wants is to protect you from his world and keep you happy

#hope you enjoy this anon 😙#sf9 #youngbin #sf9 youngbin #sf9 headcanons #mafia sf9 #sf9 mafia au #mafia!youngbin

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scoups-cherry · 4 years ago

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zuholymama · 5 years ago

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Kim Youngbin | The Escort

Chapter 4. / Onward

Warnings: -

Word count: 3989

Pairing: Youngbin x OC (female)

Featuring: Jaeyoon, Suho (EXO)

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Surrounded by darkness, his small feet run desperately. Water puddles splashing under his worn-out shoes, making noises that don’t comfort him at all for his fear blocks his hearings over his surrounding except for a chilling gruff voice.

“YOUNGBIN! GET THE FUCK BACK OVER HERE!”

Panting heavily, Youngbin doesn’t let that feral scream stops him. He doesn’t want to go back to that monster. He’s done with all of the pain. Tonight is about his life and death.

The road seems to be never-ending. He hopes to find anyone, any person to help him to get away. But it’s 2 AM in the middle of the night. Not many cars in Syracuse are going out and he doesn’t see any policemen standing around. The boy curses his fate. Could tonight possibly be the day when he will finally lose his life? His lungs are starting to giving up on him. The man chasing behind doesn’t slow down at all. Fear is the only source of his adrenaline rush; survival instinct is his only ally. Not too far from his position, he sees a gas station nearby. There is a crossroad ahead and the green light shows it’s okay to cross. Not like it matters to him if it doesn’t, the road is as empty as the fridge in his ‘home’.

“YOU LITTLE SHIT! YOU CAN’T ESCAPE FROM ME!”

That threatening scream is starting to get closer to him, yet it is drowned within the sound of his thumping heart and tired breaths that he doesn’t realize screeching wheels coming from his far left. The moment his little feet finally reach the other side of the road, oddly everything seems to change. He cannot hear that heavy boots again. He cannot hear that monstrous scream again. Little Youngbin thought his ears can only hear those two sounds, so when he wonders why it suddenly becomes silent, he dares to look behind to see what’s wrong.

A black car is there with his fear laying motionlessly covered in blood.

“…Dad…”

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” …So my parents have been… involved in criminal activities?”

“Not directly, but yes.”

“And you and Suho are assassins from an orphanage that puts up a ballet theater as a disguise of their crimes and then sent out to protect me from my father’s mad business rival?”

The man merely nods. He doesn’t need to utter a word when she answered him like that, she gets everything.

“…I want to say that you were joking but considering what has happened for the past few hours, it’s enough to know that you’re not,” The woman lets out a long sigh that she has been holding on for too long, “Damn…”

Youngbin doesn’t dare to speak a word. After explaining everything to Junko, his throat feels like it’s dried up to the bone. He’s done the thing that he mustn’t do. Revealing the problem. However, it’s odd how the first thing he’s concerned with is the woman in front of him. He’s worried about her in a way that he can’t describe. Thinking about her first days in New York going downhill with the events from tonight brings him a pang of guilt. More so as a man who hates losing, Youngbin truly curses himself for failing his order.

“How did you know I was attacked?”

Her voice stops his train of thoughts like the thunder roaring outside of the rain. Fidgeting between his thumbs, Youngbin wonders if he should tell her the truth about this one.

“Youngbin?” Jun asks again. She’s starting to question his weird behavior.

Staring at the window that’s painted with rain drops, Youngbin’s mind wonders back into the time of the accident. “It was Jaeyoon,” he answers, “The doctor that you met in the bar.”

The woman blinks a few times in confusion. “Jaeyoon? But how come?”

“He called me soon after I dropped you off in the lobby. I was on my way back to report things,” his deep brown eyes never left the window and the rain, “He told me that they got Junm—I mean—Suho hyung. The man who tried to harm you before was tailing us when we drove back to the apartment.”

“What do you mean!? Is Suho okay!?”

“He got shot.” The statement brings out a loud gasp from Jun’s mouth. “Whether or not he’s okay, I will have to check up on him later. I hope he is.”

Biting the inside of her cheeks, Junko is trying her best to hold in her anger. Even with the whole explanation Youngbin gave her, she still feels like being left in the dark. “What the hell exactly happened after we left that bar, Youngbin?”

“Jaeyoon told us he saw someone had been watching us from the other side of the road. Me and Suho hyung wanted to take them out first before it becomes a problem. We agreed to part ways, I trusted him to go at it alone. Turns out it was a deliberate plan to separate him and me. It would be easier for them to kill us if I were alone to protect you.” The brunette sighs before he continues again, “Thankfully… Jaeyoon was there to help him. He is currently in Jaeyoon’s care.”

Junko’s frown hasn’t left her exhausted face. Knowing someone is actually hurt because of her, she doesn’t feel good about it. More over even though it’s hard for her to admit it, she’s already thought of Suho as her friend. Knowing a good person actually went out his way to protect her even though she knows it’s just his job, it doesn’t stop Junko from feeling that way. Right now, she feels conflicted of how she should feel. Everyone she cares about is involved with bad things. Because of that she’s involved as well even though she knew nothing about it.

“I’m sorry, Jun.”

That sudden apology snaps Junko out of her mind. “…What for?”

Biting his lip, Youngbin speaks slowly, “I’m sorry for hiding things from you and let harm befalls you,” he tightens his fist on the bed sheet, “I was careless. I promise it will not happen again. I will protect you.”

His determined eyes and calm voice put her in a trance. Jun can feel there is something more into those words. She doesn’t dare to assume but she knows the warmth of that promise is true.

“If anything happens, call your escort.”

That message rings even louder now than before.

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Waking up from his nap on the couch, Youngbin sluggishly takes his phone by the table to see the time.

“4:00…” He mutters as his eyes squint from the bright screen.

Rubbing his eyes, the man walks lazily into the bathroom to wash his face. When the cold water hits him, Youngbin can feel it pulling out his sleepy consciousness away. The man feels reluctant to be awake. Yet, there is something more important he has to do while the woman he’s taking care of is fast asleep. Putting both of his hands by the table, the Iron Fist stares at his reflection on the mirror. The water that’s dripping from his bangs brings tiny echoes once it hits the ceramic sink. He needs to get himself together.

Walking out of the bathroom, Youngbin is checking Junko who’s sleeping soundly at the bed. He can see the blanket that’s hugging her going up and down. It seems like she’s sleeping well. Seeing that makes Youngbin unknowingly smiles. He’s glad to know she’s tired enough to be that deep in her slumber. Walking towards the table by the couch where he slept, he takes his bag and phone away and slings them on his back. When his attention goes to the window, he realizes that the rain has stopped.

After making sure he has brought everything, Youngbin walks back slowly towards the bed, afraid to make any sound that would wake the woman up. When he’s close enough to see her face, the man squats down to see her much more clearly.

“…Looking at you like this; I’ve never realized just how pretty you are…” He whispers silently that he hopes even God can’t hear him. Staring at her sleeping face in adoration, Youngbin can’t stop his calloused hand from brushing her falling strands of hair away from her cheek, “Sleep well, Jun. I’ll be back.”

With that, the Iron Fist stands back up and walks away towards the door. He needs to check up on his brother.

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Parking his car by the sidewalk, Youngbin grabs his bag and then gets out and be greeted with cold night winds. The road is empty but the warm colored lights are still on to accompany him. Looking around his area, the man checks his surrounding to see if anyone follows him. His eyes are trained enough to see in the dark and he knows no one’s suspicious enough in his proximity. Walking to the alleyway beyond the sidewalk, it gets really wet under his feet. The sound of water splashing reminds him of a certain memory that he prefers not to call back at times like now. His brother is his number one concern.

Turning to the left, he sees a red rusty door on a brick-walled building. A single light flickers on top of it. He continues to briskly walking towards the door and then knocks exactly 5 times upon his reach. After several seconds, a small rectangle window on the door frame opens and reveal a pair of black-slit eyes. After confirming who’s his guest, the resident closes the window again and then follows with the sound of door unlocking. It reveals Jaeyoon in his white coat and duck slippers.

“How is he?” Youngbin immediately asks as he steps inside the house.

“The bullet shot through his shoulder, but he’s fine,” The doctor explains as they continue to walk briskly through the corridor, “If I wasn’t there to shoot the guy first it would’ve been his heart.”

They both soon arrive inside a dim-lit room. It’s spacious enough to hold 2 beds and a bookcase that is filled with bottles and documents. A table is visible with surgical tools. They appear to be used recently, a proof of the doctor has been treating a man in his house. Youngbin sees someone is sleeping on the bed by the wall. Recognizing the pants they’re wearing, Youngbin is sure that person is his brother.

Walking closer towards the bed to confirm, Youngbin can finally see the face he’s been expecting. His brother, Junmyeon, is sleeping soundly. The injured man’s topless torso is covered with bandages. His breathing looks to be a little ragged, but that is the side effect of suppressing the pain.

“Oh, thank goodness…” Youngbin sighs as he closes his eyes, “Jaeyoon, thank you so much.” He adds.

“You are welcome, old friend.” Jaeyoon smiles, “I gave him enough pain killer to help him sleep. But I’m afraid he’s not going to be able to fight for awhile.”

“That’s alright. I can handle the rest. Jun’s staying with me until the work is done, I won’t let her attend her college. Junmyeon hyung’s role isn’t needed anymore.”

“I see…” Jaeyoon nods in acknowledgement. Wanting to speak more, the dark-haired doctor hisses, feeling bad about the thing he’s going to say, “By the way, Youngbin. I really hate to ask of this to you, but—”

“I know, Jaeyoon. I came prepared.” The Iron Fist cuts him first to save his friend from the discomfort. He opens his brown bag to pull out a gold coin. The same one that he used in The Continental, “Here.” He says as he gives the coin.

“Thanks,” Jaeyoon grins and takes the coin from his friend’s calloused hand, “You know what the adjudicator would do to me tomorrow if he knows I saved your best pal without this.” He sighs as his hand move that coin around as if it’s nothing but trouble.

Youngbin merely chuckles, knowing well what would happen if that scenario does come true. It’s not pretty that’s for sure.

“Make sure he’s staying here until he’s well enough. Knowing that idiot, he would still try to go even when he can’t wear his own shoes.”

“You bet.” Jaeyoon grins. His deep dimples show deeply under the dim light. “Where are you going after this?”

“The Bowery.”

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Fluttering her eyes open, Junko can see the morning light’s seeping through the curtain. Her eyes are still heavy but her brain is telling her to wake up now. Stretching her legs under the soft blanket, she turns her back away from the window and tries to go back to her peaceful slumber again. If anyone could see her now, no one would expect what happened to her night. It appears like when it comes to sleep, Junko doesn’t let anything disturb her.

Yet something does bother her. Turning her head to see the couch by the window, she realizes her escort isn’t there.

“Youngbin?” She tries calling out.

The bathroom seems to be empty as well. There’s no sound of water running. Thinking perhaps the man is going out alone on his own, Junko only sighs and then goes back to her sleep. She’s not that worried, perhaps too lax for her current situation. But she can’t help it. When it comes to sleep, her mother needed to drag her foot out of the bed once to get her to school. However, it isn’t only about her drowsiness. She believes he will come back to her.

Starting to slowly doze off back to her dreamland, suddenly she’s woken up by a door unlocking by itself. Her mind jumps out on alert. Her eyes that were heavy are now open to see who’s coming in.

“Where did you go…?” Junko asks lazily. But her mouth hangs open in confusion when she sees the one who’s coming in isn’t her companion, “Who are you?”

Wholly stepping inside then closes the door behind them, the unknown person answers with a sweet smile.

“Good morning, Junko. The name’s So Ra. I’m Youngbin’s friend from Ruska Roma. Nice to meet you.”

Feeling dumbfounded, Junko sits upright to process her morning better. A stranger woman in red hoodie walks uninvited inside. And then she’s claiming to be her guardian’s friend? Where is Youngbin? She can’t just trust her out of the blue. That So Ra can just be anyone. The Continental is a place where Youngbin said all criminals are not allowed to attack each other. What if this woman is one of those people who’s after her head?

“Where is Youngbin?” Jun sternly asks. Her knitted eyebrows show that she’s not feeling friendly right now.

“I can’t tell you where he is right now, but feel free to call him to confirm about me.” So Ra replies, still standing by the door. She won’t walk another step unless she’s sure Jun can trust her.

Cautiously taking up the stranger’s offer, Jun picks up the phone by the nightstand. Her deep brown eyes don’t leave So Ra just yet, afraid that the woman in ponytail would do something funny. Searching for Youngbin’s name in her recent calls, she then finds it on top of the list and calls him immediately. It only takes her two rings before the man picks it up.

“Where are you!?” Jun rises her voice out of fear, “I woke up and you’re not here. Why did you leave!?”

There’s a pause greeting her instead of his warm voice. Jun almost lashes out again but the moment she opens her mouth, that voice answers her. “Hey Jun, I’m sorry I didn’t want to wake you up. There’s something I gotta do to track Doyle. How’s your sleep?”

“Are you serious? You’re asking me that right now?” The woman’s annoyed with his indifferent attitude, but a part of her feels soft towards his attentive personality, “Where are you, Youngbin?” she sighs.

“Central Park. Anyway Jun, is someone named So Ra currently with you?”

“Right! That’s why I’m calling you! Who is she?”

“Relax, she’s not our enemy. Can you turn on the speaker for me?”

“Ugh…” Pulling away the phone, she turns on the speaker as she stares at the stranger who’s still standing idly—and whistling? The nerve! “…It’s on.” She begrudgingly says.

“Hey, So Ra.”

“’Sup Youngbin. A little help to persuade her would be nice.” The woman in red chuckles.

“Jun, So Ra is my friend from Ruska Roma. She’s there as a backup in case Suho hyung got hurt. I visited him this morning at Jaeyoon’s and he’s in no condition to protect you. So Ra will be his replacement to help me.”

“I-I see…” The light-haired woman mutters feeling a little relieved, “If you say so, Youngbin. Just… please come back.”

Another silence comes. The worried woman thought the line got disconnected, but hearing the sound of cars going by from where Youngbin is seems to tell her that isn’t the case.

“Youngbin?” Junko calls again.

“O-oh, yeah. I’ll be back, don’t worry. You’re safe with So Ra.”

“But you will still come back right?”

“…I will, Jun. You’re still my responsibility.”

“…Okay. I’ll be waiting. Be safe, don’t do anything reckless.”

“I can’t promise you that but I’ll try.” Youngbin chuckles in amusement. If his client were to ask his friends in the orphanage, he bets she would be surprised by how much he’s doing the opposite is in a fight. “Alright, make sure to eat breakfast downstairs with So Ra. Don’t go alone. I’ll be off. See you later, Jun.”

“Mm. See you later.” Turning off her phone, Junko sighs. She looks back towards So Ra who’s looking back at her with a friendly smile, hoping Junko can accept her to protect her. Jun closes her eyes and then nod with a smile. That’s enough confirmation for the other woman to finally walks further inside the room and sits down comfortably on the bed.

“Hungry?” So Ra asks as she tilts her head.

“Very.”

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Putting his phone away to his jacket, Youngbin looks around his surroundings as he sits on the wooden bench with a coffee. There are a lot of families hanging out here, pigeons flying, kids playing balls and kites, it’s a lively public space. He’s a bit jealous of their ignorance. He wishes he could have that much spare time right now, preferably with Jun, considering his brief conversation just now. Pulling out a piece of paper from his jeans, Youngbin takes a look at the hasty hand writing on it.

Central Park, 8:10 AM, wooden bench on the south side near the trash can.

He lifts up his left wrist to check his watch. It’s 5 minutes before the designated time. Sipping his coffee to wash away his drowsiness, Youngbin continues to look at the scenery to see any sign of person he’s supposed to meet now.

“Iron Fist?” A sudden female voice from behind surprises him too much that he almost takes out his gun. But before he can, the friendly smiling face that’s greeting him stops him from doing so.

“Did Bowery King send you?”

Walking to the front of the bench, the black woman sits down comfortably before she introduces herself, “Yes. My codename is Nightingale. Nice to meet you, Iron Fist.”

“Just Youngbin is fine.”

“I’m afraid it doesn’t feel professional to me. Please bear with my code of courtesy.” She answers still with the same smile.

“If you say so.” The Iron Fist shrugs.

“Thank you for your understanding. Here is the address that you’re looking for,” Nightingale says as she gives him a piece of paper and some photos. There’s a cursive hand writing on the paper, spelling the place of his target. “A lone penthouse in 990 Fifth Avenue. You should be able to get there in 20 minutes from here. Charles Doyle is currently renting the place to keep an eye on your client. Be aware of the guards outside. He tightened up the security since last night.”

“He’s scared of what’s coming to him.” Youngbin darkly chuckles. He feels honored with his target’s countermeasure. That shows the guy is taking him seriously. “Is he currently there?”

“Yes he is. He goes to work on 10 AM.”

“Alright,” Youngbin puts the pieces of information in his pocket, “Thank you for your valuable information Miss Nightingale. I’ll be on my way.” Standing back on his feet, Youngbin walks back towards his car still with the warm coffee in his hand. Sipping it once more, he licks his lips and then silently smirks. Charles Doyle is gonna end today.

After going through the traffic, he’s finally arrived on the marker on his navigation. As soon as the penthouse is visible, Youngbin slowly pushes the brake to park behind the trees. The penthouse is going uphill. From where he is, he can see there’s a lot of men in suits walking around the perimeter. After making sure he got his gun and ammos ready, Youngbin checks his bag again to pull out a set of white bandages.

When he goes to fight, the brunette feels naked without them. These bandages are a part of him. They may be thin and lacking the necessary protection like gloves, but the warrior wouldn’t want it any other way. Before he steps outside of the car, Youngbin ties the bandages around his hands, making sure it’s not too tight but enough to make them feel secure. Using his teeth to tie the last knot on his right wrist, the assassin is ready to go.

“Let’s do this.” He speaks to himself, his eyes are filled with determination.

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“So… you’re a ballerina?” Jun asks as she puts a piece of sausage inside her mouth.

“Mmhm. In Ruska Roma the girls have to learn the art of ballet.” So Ra answers with a shrug.

“Is it tough? The training?”

“Hellish.” So Ra shakes her head as she puts down her cup of tea, remembering a nasty incident during her first month, “Had to pluck my fucking toe’s nail due to the rigorous training.”

“No way…”

“I think every girls in there went through the same thing. But, in the end we all just call it tough love.” The girl in red chuckles to hide her pain, “Mother used to tell us that ‘art is pain and life is suffering’.”

“…I don’t think that’s true.” Jun sadly mutters out loud, her eyebrows creased in disagreement.

“It is Jun, if you desire perfection.” So Ra sighs, she understands the sentiment behind Junko’s comment. But her client who is newly introduced into this whole crime underworld needs to know that their world is different, that way of naïve thinking is something foreign, undesirable. “And for Mother, mistake is unacceptable.”

“…But Youngbin said I wasn’t supposed to know about this whole problem. What’s gonna happen to you?” Jun asks worriedly.

“Well,” So Ra grins as she leans back on her seat, sighing after imagining what’s going to happen to them, her included, “You don’t need to worry about that. What matters the most is to kill the guy that’s been targeting you and keeping you safe.”

Telling her not to worry is just doing the opposite to her. She shudders to think of the worst case scenario that could happen to So Ra and Youngbin, possibly even Suho. She hates to put them into more trouble than they’re already in for her. More than this, Junko doesn’t think she can take it.

Oblivious from their attention, a man far away from the dining room sees them sitting together and exchanging carefree laughs. His hand picks up his phone to take a picture, a proof for him to keep and spill towards someone he knows would be not amused with the situation.

To be continued

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