Nameless - Chapter 3: The Leeâs.
Genre: Mafia AU, gang AU, BTS
Pairings: Hoseok x Reader, Jungkook x Reader, BTS x Reader, BTS x BTS
Warnings: Cursing. Gang violence. Gun violence. Kidnapping. Angst. Future fluff. Future smut.Â
TW//mentions of accused mind manipulation/little space caused by trauma
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Hoseok pleads your case to the rest of the guys, meanwhile you try to figure out when you can go back home.
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âNo.â
âWhat do you mean, ânoâ?â
âI mean that weâre not letting it stay here. I donât want it in our fucking house.â
âDonât you think youâre taking this a little too far, Taehyung? Sheâs a human being,â Hoseok says, annoyance clear in his voice.
âSheâs the human being who faked her own death, broke your heart and left you behind with that awful family of hers. Then came back out of nowhere, only to kill someone right in front of the people who took your broken pieces and put you back together and now youâre asking us to let her into our home?â Taehyung raises his voice, almost yelling the question.
After last night's fiasco of whoâs behind door number one, Taehyung went to sleep expecting to wake up to the girl tied up and ready to get thrown to the wolves. What he didnât expect to see was his loved oneâs listening to his Hobi asking if it was allowed to stay. Of course he didnât agree and had to make his points very clear.
Hoseok sighs, âI know it doesnât sound logical but you have to understand that this will be my only chance at closure. Tae, please,â he walks to his dongsaeng and grabs his hands, holding them delicately.Â
âThis is my Ha-Neul.âÂ
The youngerâs eyes shoot up at that. âThatâs not fair, this is a completely different story and you know that.â
âHow is it different? You needed her to close that chapter of your life. I need Y/N to close mine.â
âHannie didnât have the skillset and connections to also end our lives, letâs start with that.â
Taehyung looks him in the eyes. âIâm just trying to protect us. There have been rumours going around surrounding an assassin-for-hire called Gemstone. Iâm willing to bet itâs the same girl sleeping in one of our beds at this very second. Whoever you knew all those years ago is gone, sheâs a threat now Hobi and Iâm not comfortable with letting one even look at you guys. How do you think I feel about letting a threat stay in our home?â
âShouldnât we take her to Lee, before we decide on something that might not even be possible in the first place?â Jungkook asks.Â
Yoongi nods and stands up from the table he was leaning on, he takes Hoseokâs hands from Taehyung, âI appreciate that you feel safe enough to share all that you have, but Jungkook is right. Itâs one of the few rules the underground actually follows and you know this, doll.â
Hoseokâs face falls. âWeâre really bringing her to Lee?â
âWe have to, love,â Yoongi says. He cups Hoseokâs face in his hands and gives him a slow kiss, making sure that he knows this conversation was done for now.Â
âAlright, letâs wake her up and take her to judgement day,â Jin says.
âOh, sheâs been up for quite awhile, took a shower, opened the door and has been looking for ways to escape for about as long as this conversation has been taking place,â Namjoon casually mentions while showing the footage on his tablet of Y/N walking around the hallways looking directly into the eye of every camera.Â
⌠(crickets) ...Â
âOw! What was that for?â He says as he presses a hand to the place Jimin just smacked him up the head.Â
âFor not saying anything earlier, dumbass, youâve just let her roam around for this entire time?â
âWell, I didnât want to interrupt. It became quite emotional. Plus, she wonât find any-â
Namjoon is interrupted by the fire alarm going off. Loud and clear. Everyone rolls their eyes at him before running off to her last known location.Â
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âEugh,â you grumble as you wake up with one hell of a headache, squinting your eyes against the sunlight streaming in from the open windows. You bury your head under the sheets. Wait a minute⌠These are silk sheets, the ones at my home arenât this fancy. You shoot up, cursing yourself when your headache starts acting up again. Your eyes are still shut tight against the sunlight shining directly on your face. Turning to the opposite side of the room you open them and see the closed door, remembering what happened last night.Â
Hoseokâs breakdown, the crying, your breakdown, even more crying which ended up in a warm embrace.
You look around and see that the cause of said breakdown and embrace isnât next to you in bed anymore nor is he present anywhere else in the room. The sheets are still warm when you lay your hand on the empty spot so it wasnât a long time ago that he decided to get out.Â
After taking a few minutes to fully wake up you move towards the door which you assume leads to the bathroom. Even if youâve been here for over three days, according to the clock ticking in your head, you never went outside of the bedroom once, in fear of alarms going off or something happening that would lead to your untimely death. Now that Hoseok has been here and they probably got the answers they wanted, you feel like itâs safe enough to go out and if not then so be it.Â
You let out a whistle at the sight that greets you. It must be connected to another room, because itâs huge. You spot the shower behind the bath, separated by a cream colored wall with a window, a window! The bath is placed in the middle of the room. Itâs definitely fancier than your bathroom at home. Gosh, home. I really need to get back. What if theyâre already gone-. You stop your thoughts before you freak out. The first course of action is to take a shower and get a clear mind. After all, it would be a shame to let something so beautiful go to waste.
The shower helped you clear your mind, it was no longer overworking itself with worry and anxiety. You didnât scrub your skin red like you would usually do but instead tried to take care of the marks left from when you fought Blondie and from the shit they'd tied you up with. They couldnât have done a nicer job.Â
Now that youâre standing in the walk in closet all your thoughts pass by peacefully in your mind, waiting for your permission to present itself to find a solution and create a plan. The first is what youâre going to wear, this closet has a ridiculous amount of clothing and if thatâs not enough, you can see brands which you would only dare to think about in your dreams. Sure, you came from a rich background but your parents never really cared for your wardrobe, neither for your entire wellbeing if you were to be completely honest.
Okay, no, youâre not welcome.
Shaking your head before that thought could develop any further, you take the first best thing you see, some, probably overpriced, sweatpants and a very comfortable looking cropped sweater. After drying your hair with the hair dryer in the bathroom you make your way to the door, carefully pushing down the door handle, waiting for alarm bells to start ringing or for guys wearing masks to jump out of the ceiling. Neither of those things happened.
You waited a few more minutes before opening the door and cautiously stepping into the hallway, scanning it for any possible threats. The hall was empty, no one in sight and your ears didnât pick up a sound either, however, you did find multiple âhiddenâ security cameras which you waved and smiled at. They must have 24 hour surveillance in this house, mansion, hide-out, whatever it was.
You were just about to head left when you heard yelling from that side of the house.
So, weâre definitely not going that way.
Deciding to escape your captors for as long as possible you went right, searching for something that could help you escape or at least figure out the size of this house.Â
Your scavenger hunt leads you to multiple doors that were locked, cupboards that hold few pictures of the residents and other useless things.Â
Eventually you finally spot something useful. The small, but beautiful red box that held ~ the fire alarm ~.Â
Your body automatically moves towards it, your finger pushing the button before you even realize it. The sound it makes shocks you out of the trance and you start giggling.Â
After a few seconds you hear multiple footsteps coming towards you, trying to withhold your giggles, you look around and decide to play a game of cat and mouse.Â
Letâs have a little fun boys....
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âI swear Namjoon-ah if she escapes, you're going to be sleeping on the couch for the next two weeks,â Yoongi grumbled while trying to keep track of your whereabouts on the tablet.Â
âYou know sheâs not going to escape, the house is sealed tight. Not a single door or window will open up for her, hyung.â Namjoon was walking casually, almost strolling, behind the rest of the group who were running around and sniffing, trying to find you. They reminded him of wolves going after their prey, he snorted at the idea.
Yoongi turned around in an instant. âYou think this is funny?âÂ
âYes, I do actually. Youâre getting way too worked up over this. Jungkook will find her within five minutes and weâll be on our way to Lee in about fifteen. So, yes, the way youâre all acting as if this is your life mission is quite funny.â
They stopped walking and Yoongi looked towards the rest of the guys, sighing deeply. âI hate it when youâre right.â
âIâm your right hand man which means that Iâm always supposed to be right.â
âStill, doesnât mean that I have to like it.â
âEven after ten years?â
âEspecially after ten years, youâve become insufferable.â
They both laugh at that, moving again when they hear Jungkookâs victorious yell of âHah, I got her first!â.
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Jungkook felt his feet glide over the floor as he sped after you. He was able to spot you within two minutes after finding out your location. Your giggles told him that you werenât actively trying to escape, probably already knowing that they locked up the house, making your chances very, very slim.Â
You were just being a brat.Â
Running around the house and making them run after you like a couple of dads trying to capture their wild toddler.Â
He had to admit the chase was fun and he reveled in the excitement that filled his body when he finally got close enough to capture you.Â
Your screaming laughter filled the hallway as he grabbed you and threw you over his shoulder. He didnât understand why you were being so easy and carefree while in the company of your captors. Were you really not afraid of them at all?
âDid you seriously think you could just escape like that?â
âHah- of c-course not,â you wheezed out, going limp in his hold. âBut I was rather bored after staying in the same room for three days, so I thought, letâs have some fun.â
âAnd this qualifies as a fun time for you?â
âOh, definitely, though I thought you would find me sooner. Iâve been running around for awhile now.â
Jungkook cleared his throat while carrying you back to the living room. âYeah, that would be RMâs fault.â
He saw Taehyung rounding the corner and grinned, âHah, I got her first!â.
âWhy the fuck is she wearing minnieâs clothes?â
Jungkook shrugged and put you in the same chair as you were in yesterday, this time without all the constraints.
âI thought itâd be rather rude to go running around naked,â you said.
âYou shouldâve stayed in your room to begin with,â Taehyung sneered.Â
âV, donât be so grumpy,â came the voice of Jimin from the entrance, âbesides, she looks absolutely edible in my set.â He walked over to him and threw his arms over his shoulders, nuzzling their noses together.Â
Taehyung sighed but kept his mouth shut.
Jungkook didnât understand how Jimin and you were on such good terms already. As far as he knew you only met each other that night of your capture. Jimin wasnât one to trust quickly and he hadnât explained why he was so kind towards u.Â
The captain wasnât sure about his stance on your stay with them. Thatâs one of the reasons why he wants to take you to Lee first.Â
What use would it be to worry about your stay when you might die within the next few hours?
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âSo, what brings you here Agust?â
Yoongi looked over to where Taeyong was seated at his desk, a new boy on his lap as always. âSeems like you got over Jaehyun quite quickly, do you really not care for your subordinates Lee?â
Loud laughter resonated through the room as Taeyong patted the boysâ bottom to get him off his lap, standing up to walk around his desk and lean back against it.
âNot for him, no.âÂ
He spotted the girl they brought with them and seemed to brighten up.
âAhw, did you get me a little feel-better-present?â
âI got you the assassin that killed your subordinate,â Yoongi said. He was already getting annoyed. He didnât like the Leeâs, famous for their clubs full of pretty boys willing to fulfill all of your wishes. According to Taeyong every single one of them gives their full consent before they take them in and he knew this was true, heard it himself from Jimin.Â
His face turned into a scowl, thinking about Jiminâs past always riled him up.
He stepped to the side and let Y/N get through. She didnât seem to be very nervous for someone whoâs life was in some psychoâs hands.Â
They were all surprised to hear a high squeal from the boy standing behind Taeyong. He ran over to Y/N and all but jumped into her arms.Â
âGemmie!â
She laughed and lifted the guy up in her arms, holding him tightly.
âHi, Markie, I hope heâs been treating you well.â
Taeyong scoffed. âOf course itâs you.â
âAre you not happy to see me?âÂ
She grinned, readjusting her grip on the kid and hiking him up further.Â
âCanât say I am, everytime I see your face one of my guys is dying somewhere in a ditch.â
âSeems like a you-problem. Whereâs Doyoung? You two have got to get your guys in check.â
The doors behind them opened and the man himself came walking in, followed by two other guys. He looked up, seeing all the people in the room and sighed.
âWhat have you done this time, Tae?â
Taeyong gaped at his partner. âAbsolutely nothing, I promise.â
âYou really expect me to believe that when what seems to be the entirety of the inner circle of Bangtan is present?â
âMommy, mommy! Look, noonaâs here!â
Doyoung focused his attention on the kid, Mark, bouncing in the arms of Y/N and smiled kindly at the pair.
âThatâs wonderful, baby. Do you mind going downstairs with Johnny?âÂ
âBut noona just got here,â Mark pouted, hugging Y/N tighter.
âI know, sweetie, but weâve got to discuss some adult things.â
âIâm six, thatâs a big, adult age!â
Y/N laughed, releasing her hold on the boy and putting him down on his feet.Â
âYes, puppet, youâre a very big adult. But your momâs right, I promise Iâll come back to talk to you soon. We can go to the fair or something, okay?â
âPinky promise?â
âPinky promise.â
Yoongi was starting to wonder how far your bond went with the Leeâs. Did they know who you really were? Why were they so chill with you killing multiple of their subordinates?
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After Mark had gone with Johnny you were left alone once more in a room full of the men who were about to decide your faith.
âHe doesnât look six,â came a comment from RM.
Doyoung, who was now leaning back into the chest of Taeyong looked up sharply at him. Ever the picture of a fierce mother lion. âHis mindset is, his body is nineteen for your information.â
âWow. Didnât think youâd actually go as far as mind manipulation Lee, thought you just kept it at naĂŻve young teens.â
Before either Taeyong or Doyoung could say something you scoffed loudly. âYouâre such a fucking asshole, do you know that?â
You turned to him, starting to get pissed off, not only at him, but at this entire situation. Youâve been gone from home too long, all for some bullshit reason and if they didnât let you go right this second they were about to get it.
âI do actually.â
âWell, great that you're so self aware Einstein. Might do you some good to actually research shit and get aware of the hellish situations other people come from. Unlike what you and your whole operation seem to think, the Leeâs donât let underage, naĂŻve kids work in their clubs. They donât force their boys to do something they donât want to do.â
âI actually brought Mark here myself. After I found him locked in an abusive home,â you said, slowly losing control of where you were going, but they shouldnât talk shit about the boys in this house, especially Mark.
Doyoung walked forwards and put his hand on your shoulder, calming you down.Â
âYou donât have to defend us in front of people who wonât listen, theyâve made up their minds a long time ago,â he explained softly, looking over at Jimin.
âI know you came here because of the third order, but weâre not going to kill Y/N nor take her captive so sheâs free to go. Now unless youâve got some other business with her, I ask you to leave our territory at once.â
Yoongi nodded and walked towards the doors, signaling the rest of Bangtan to follow.
âYouâre coming along as well, Gemstone, weâre not done yet.â
You sighed, turning to Doyoung and Taeyong, giving them a salut and walking after the King.
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âIâm not getting into that car unless youâre going to drive me home.â
Taehyung rolled his eyes. Theyâve been doing this for a good five minutes and his patience was running out. Yoongi wasnât going to agree with you, neither was Namjoon and those two could be very difficult to persuade, so he did as he saw fit. He opened the car, went into the driver's seat and asked for your address.
âWhat do you think youâre doing?â Yoongi asked.
âThis is going to keep going on until weâre all fat and bald, Iâd like to live a little bit more before we get to that point. Weâll continue this conversation when we get to her home. So now, tell me, whatâs your address?â
âYou donât already know that?â You tilted your head to the side, looking at each of the guys for an answer. When no one gave you one, you laughed.
âOh my Athena, you really donât. If youâre going to kill me, donât do it there. I donât want to scare the neighbours,â you said as you rounded the car and dropped yourself in the passenger seat, residing your address to Blondie.













