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Member: B.A.P’s Bang Yongguk

Pairing: MafiaLeader!Yongguk &  You

Genre: Angst-ish

Warnings: Swearing, Blood, Shooting and other Mafia stuff.

Words: 1,705

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Epilogue.

Yongguk.

She is right. We are behaving like we have been together for a long time. Her power over me scares the hell out of me but also gives me new strength to deal with this situation. Before Jongup and Daehyun brought her here I was bored out of my mind, another nameless girl in my bed each night just to distract me from the endless routine of dead people, gunshots, injured friends and loss. Money and drugs. Gang wars. Every day was the same until they brought Y/N into the house. Her innocence made me want to keep her safe and now I finally have the chance to do so. When I was little this was my father’s job.

He was the head of the Bang family and a well known gangster in the entire country. But his fame brought enemies and when I was just 18 years old he was killed cowardly by a traitor in our rows. After that I was expected to take over the family business and I did but it took years for me to grow into my position and during those years people, who were my father’s closest friend, left and our once so strong family name became forgotten. Nowadays we work in the shadows. The people who surround me are not my blood related family but they are like brothers to me and I trust them with my life. It has now been almost ten years and the surrounding mafia families just realized that we are back and are trying to stop us from rising to our former position. This is what happened when Y/N was pulled into all of this. The person who threatened her is a spy from one of the other gangs. He had been following Jongup – my most competent spy – for weeks now. Jongup had noticed in the beginning and told me about it but I told him to wait for the spy to grow confident. One day he would drop his guard and I had been right. He did. And when Jongup and Daehyun wanted to catch him he ran away, right into Y/N and pressed his fucking gun against her temple. It’s one of our main rules – never pull a bystander into it. And when Daehyun wanted to shoot him he must have moved. Or Y/N did. Daehyun is our best gunman – almost as good as me – and his family has been part of this for three generations. He is one of my two personal bodyguards along with Youngjae. I hate to have them with me all the time but I know it is necessary to keep me and this family alive. After my father had died, our numbers had decreased to about 10 people.  It was only the six core people and 4 other members that are now retired and get generously paid by me. Many people tried to come back after they noticed we were rising again but I didn’t let them. They are traitors in my eyes and don’t deserve to be in our rows. With them we would be at around 45 people but without them we are at only 30 members and every now and then people come over and try to join us but only few of them make it through the complicated entering process. Only the elite can join this family and come face to face with me. When we were fewer people I would take care of this process but now my right hand – Zelo – does it. He might be young and sometimes he really is an idiot, but I trust him with my family. His father had been my father’s right hand and the same counts for our grandparents. He knows exactly what I expect from everyone and knows what to look for in the recruits. I finally reach the heavy doors of my office and everyone stands up as soon as I enter the room. Only the core is part of this meeting: Zelo, Youngjae, Jongup, Himchan, Daehyun and me. When I was young my father used to call himself and his core the B.A.P. The Best Absolute Perfect – the elite – and we chose to call ourselves the same in his memory. Everyone reported what had happened since the last few meeting but only one thing sparks my attention. Zelo reports that he has two promising recruits that might make it and brought promising resumes. Daehyun tells us that the people we took captive during the attempted attack are still not telling us anything and we discuss our next step when noise can be heard outside. I can hear a small “No…” It sounds hesitant and definitely comes from a female voice which sounds somewhat familiar to Y/Ns. The door opens and there she is, dressed in one of my comfortable burgundy sweatshirts covering her body down to the curve of her butt and I’m glad that the others only get to see her naked legs. As I look her up and down, first hungrily, something catches my attention and I look at her face to see tears pooling in her eyes and wet trails down her cheeks. Hiccups are escaping those soft, silky lips as she just stands there and stares at me. “I walked over to your room and, and, and I accidentally hit my ankle on something and now it’s bleeding again.”She hiccups through the entire speech and I look back at what had caught my attention – her bloody bandage. Himchan is the first one to move – even before me. He immediately becomes professional and guides her to my desk and lifts her on top of it, exposing more of her skin as my sweatshirt rises up her body. I look at the others who immediately move their gaze to the other side of the room and stand up to make my way over to her. I always forget that this is not her world and that she didn’t grow up with shot or stab wounds surrounding her. The worst thing she probably had while growing up was a broken arm or maybe even a broken rib. She whimpers as Himchan removes the blood-soaked bandage and reveals that one of her stitches must have cut into her flesh somehow. Himchan leaves to get his stuff and I lean against the table directly next to her upper body. “It’s alright. Himchan will fix it.” I tell her and turn her face towards mine and as I look into her eyes I can clearly see that she didn’t cry because she was in pain but because she didn’t know what was happening with her wound. Her hiccups could be heard in the quiet room every now and then. Himchan returned and pulled her stitched, noticing that he didn’t need to restitch it completely but that only the newly injured part needs new stitches. “I’m sorry about interrupting you.” She whispers and I just awkwardly lean in to kiss her temple. “It’s okay. Don’t worry. We are almost done either way.” Himchan looks over to me and informs me that she is done now and I help her down the table. The rest is now staring at us again and Y/N squirms because of the attention, trying to quickly make her way out of the room but I am actually not planning to let her go. “Nu-uh” I mumble and catch her around the waist, carefully lifting her into my arms. “Yongguk!” I hear Himchans angry voice to my left but my attention is now fully on the small, warm bundle in my arms. I carry her over to the rest and place her on my left leg, indicating for the others to continue talking but they just stare at us alienated. “I. . What is going on between y’all?“ Zelo just asks and Y/N covers her face with her hands but that doesn’t stop me from seeing her ears turning red. I moved slightly and removed the smile from my face. This is important and they need to know what is going on with her. “To be honest I don’t really know either. But she is now a part of us and I expect you all to treat her that way. Especially you two” I shifted my gaze to Daehyun and Youngjae “At least one of you will be with her at all time whenever she leaves. Being with us makes her a target.” They all nod and I know that everyone is curious about what this was. I ended the meeting about 30 minutes later and Y/N had grown sleepy in my arms and I carefully lift her up to carry her back into my room. Himchan just looks at me strictly but I ignore it and make my way down the dark corridors to my bedroom and lay the sleepy bundle in my arms on the covers. Her eyes flutter open and she stretches her arms. “Is the meeting over?” Her soft and sleepy voice makes me swallow. My body reacts to her on its own and I remove my pants and shirt, standing before her in only my boxers as her gaze wanders over my body painfully slow. I crawl under the blankets and feel the soft skin of her legs pressing against mine, seeking for warmth after being exposed to the cold air in my office without any fabric covering them. Her cold feet stretching out towards mine but only the tips of her toes can reach my ankles. I kiss her cold nose and she scrunches it in the cutest way possible. I move my hand up her thigh and rest it right under her butt, teasing it with the tip of my thumb. She giggles and looks at me with those bright, intelligent eyes that are now wide awake again. “You promised to continue” The taunting tone in her voice makes me smile and I push her over onto her back crawling over her, my hand now on her hip, pushing up the fabric of my sweatshirt on her body. Her naked skin on mine drove me almost crazy but I tell myself that I need to go slow. For her sake.