#you can pry my tiny son's badass weapon out of my cold dead hands

[echodrops]

Someone please redraw the “He ordered no pickles” meme but it’s Luke Skywalker with the Mandalorian hiding behind him.

Luke Skywalker, to Bo-Katan: Excuse me, but he said he doesn’t want the Darksaber?

[luckyukhei]

Close To Heaven, Closer To Hell

a/n: are you ready?

word count: 1.3k

au!: mafia!

summary: The reader is a badass stripper with secrets, a pistol named ‘Protection’, and, a taste for something, better looking than the seven soon to be mafia leaders who wandered into her strip club, revenge.

CHAPTER 5: talk to me

unplanned parenthood

It’s been days since you woke up in Jin’s bed and you’ve been avoiding him. It wasn’t him per say. It was you. You just couldn’t let yourself get attached to him. Getting attached to things only makes a mess. If you wanted to get attached to something that’ll only make a mess you’d get a dog.  You had to emotionally disconnect to save yourself.

You were in the kitchen sipping your coffee with the most of the guys when Jin and Namjoon walk in you look up. Namjoon was putting his phone in his pocket before even opening his mouth to speak.

“What did the boss man want?” Hoseok asked, handing Namjoon some coffee.

“He wants to have an in-depth meeting with all of us including Y/N.” Namjoon took the coffee in his hands and looked at you.

“Well, I’m gonna need more professional clothes then. That one outfit is all I have.” You sipped your coffee and scrolled through your phone looking like a bored teenager.

“Who want’s to take her shopping?” Namjoon barely got the words out when two voices almost simultaneously rang out with variants of ‘I will’.

Taehyung and Jin were the sources of the nearly identical words. Your eyes flicked up to look at the two. Jin gave Taehyung a glare that the younger member was completely and utterly oblivious to it.  

“I’ll meet you back here in ten minutes, Tae. Be ready.” You placed your hand on his shoulder before walking past him and to your room.

You opened then closed the door after entering and found a suitable casual outfit. A striped crop top and overalls were the choice for today’s venture. You opened the door and met Taehyung in the kitchen from there you guys when to the garage, where you’ve never actually been before. You grew up hating cars and still do so, you never really felt interested in exploring that part of the house. That was until you saw her. Oh, she was a beaut. She was a slick black 2000 Suzuki Katana 600. You loved motorcycles.

“Who’s bike?” You nodded towards it trying to keep your cool but, the male noticed your obvious excitement.

“Yoongi’s. Maybe he’ll take you for a ride soon. My car’s over here though.”

You and Taehyung decided after hours of trying on and buying clothes decided to sit down for lunch. You ordered a salad and started talking with Taehyung. He was such a sweet guy. Music played lightly in the background as he asked you questions.

“Why did you pick the name Angel?” He haphazardly hummed out, taking a bite of his food.

“It’s very common. Make’s it easy to hide, especially in the stripper world. So if someone happens to be looking for me by the name they have a small chance of finding me.”

“Ah.” He nodded letting the conversation kinda died and he wiggled in his seat to the background music.

“You dancing?” You looked at him with your brows raised.

“Yes, I am.” The grey-haired man retorted.

“Alright, old man.”

“Do you dance, Y/N? I mean other than stripping.”

That question brought painful memories with it but, you didn’t flinch. You left them on the inside and let your face show no emotion. Although it wasn’t a hard feat as you’ve trained yourself for years not to show emotion, you still felt guilty as if you were lying to him. You were quick to remind yourself that this whole situation was a business transaction. Why is he acting like you both are friends? If this is a business transaction why did you sleep with Jin? Why did Namjoon worry so much about you? Same with Jimin and Hoseok? Why did you want a connection with the seemingly cold Yoongi? Wh-

“Yes. I did ballet for fifteen years.” You decided to keep it short to save the emotional dilemmas.

“Fifteen years?!” Taehyung’s eyes were as big as his plate.

“Yes. Now finish your food we have shopping to finish.”

You and Taehyung walked around, after getting everything you desired for future meetings, just window shopping when the young man stopped dead in his tracks causing you to turn around. What you saw melted your cold heart. Taehyung was bent over with his hand on the window of a pet adoption. The particular window showcased cute little puppies. One of the puppies had both paws on Taehyung’s hand.

“Y/N... Can we go in?” He asked turning his head to look at you.

You couldn’t just say no to those adorable puppy eyes or the actual puppy, “Sure. But, only to look.”

Taehyung rushed in and you followed. You both walked up to the cage that held the puppies.

An employee soon came over to accompany the both of you, “Would you like to hold one ma’am?”

You nodded, “The one with eyebrows.”

She chuckled and reached into the cage picking up the little dog then giving him to you.

His little tail wagged as he licked your cheek, He was so tiny! You had to have this cute being.

You looked at Taehyung,” Well...Namjoon did suggest that I get a guard dog... Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

“Ma’am, can we have the adoption paperwork?” Taehyung and you were now parents to Yeotan. A puppy with the cutest eyebrows and best parents who aren’t together.  

Taehyung had Yeotan in a puppy carrier strapped to his chest as he was on the phone with Namjoon, “We got a guard dog by the way...” Taehyung was quiet and only let out a few ‘uh-huh’s. “We’ll pick up dinner before you get to meet the-” He looked down at the sleeping puppy, “Ferocious beast.”

The look on the other member’s faces as you walked into the house as they were faced with this majestic scene before them; Taehyung, who had a small dog strapped to his chest, new Gucci shades, a coffee in one hand and shopping bags in the other, and you wearing matchings shades, holding more bags in one hand, and pizzas in the other.

“So- uh- A few questions...” Hoseok started but, he couldn’t quite find the words.

“What’s with matching shades and tiny dog?” Jungkook finished for him.

“Yeah- When Namjoon said you got a guard dog I didn’t exactly expect a rat.” Yoongi nonchalantly added,

“Excuse me? How dare you talk about our son like that?!” Taehyung exclaimed.

“Don’t worry, Taehyung. They’re just jealous.” You told him

“Wow. Okay, you two are no longer allowed to go shopping without a third member.” Namjoon sighed rubbing his forehead.

You and Taehyung came up with a shared custody agreement so, for the first night, Yeotan stayed with him. Which you were okay with because you were pretty tuckered out. Your bed was so comfortable but, still couldn’t lull you to sleep just yet. Energy still lingered.

You sighed and walked down to the kitchen. The light was on so that means someone is already in the kitchen.

Please don’t be, Jin. Please don’t be, Jin.

“Oh...Angel. What are you doing up?” It was the voice of the member that liked you least.

“Can’t sleep.” You told him looking for a cup, “What about you?”

Yoongi rubbed his face,”Work.”

“Work?” You asked. You really hadn’t learned any of their places inside the group yet.

“I specialize in weapons but, mostly explosives.” He told you shutting his laptop.

You gave him an odd look.

“I like fire.” He shrugged and put on his jacket.

“Where are you going?” You asked and started to follow Yoongi as he walked towards the garage.

”I’ve got a solo job.” He threw over his shoulder dryly as if trying to stop you from prying further.

“I’m coming with.”