#Mark Tuan mafia au

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Risk It All| Mark Tuan

Mafia!Mark x Reader, parents au! Word count: 5.612 Genre: angst, action. Warning: mention of crimes and violence, language. If you don't feel comfortable DON’T READ IT! Author: Maari Note: It’s been soooo long that I wrote for GOT7 and I’m very proud of this one🥺 i suggest to read while listening to risk it all by the vamps Request: Can i request maybe got7 mark mafia left you and your daughter because he knows they will use his family as a bait. You always go to the headquarter to convince haechan to come back to you daughter and your lives but he pushed you away. Until both of you being kidnapped and happy ending and he said sorry to both of you and hugged you both closely.

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It was a desperate night.

Y/N didn't know why little Gracie didn't sleep well, her 9-month-old daughter was restless that morning and there was no way to deny the reason for that, because she knew.

Gracie was used to sleeping lying on her father's belly, she loved the warmth of his arms and many times she calmed down just like that, not even with her mother. But that night her father wasn’t there.

In fact, he had been gone all day and as much as Y/N was distressed, she didn't have much to do. Mark never carried his phone when had to work, it was too dangerous, he'd always said, and she wouldn't be able to contact whoever was with him.

All she could do was wait and hope that everything was fine, still with a sinking heart.

She rocked her daughter in her arms as sang a song, hoping to make her sleep, she looked at the clock beside her bed and it read 3AM. She was tired, exhausted, not because she took care of her daughter but because she hated it when Mark left.

When Gracie finally fell asleep, completely surrendered to sleep, Y/N heard the house door slam and without a second thought, walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs.

She should have been relieved to see her husband there, but when she saw that he was looking forward to it, she was even more worried.

"Honey." she spoke softly and Mark turned to face her, his eyes red and his face visibly in pain.

He had cried.

Y/N saw Mark swallow hard, run a hand through his dark hair and run down the stairs without answering, she followed of course. She followed him to their room and when she got there, she saw Mark angrily pull the suitcase under the bed.

She was confused by her husband's haste and the sudden need to pack. Would they travel?

"What are you doing? Where we going?" she asked as watched him cry silently, going to the wardrobe and taking out the pieces in a random way to throw them in the suitcase without any care.

"I have to go." he replied quietly, not meeting her eyes.

Y/N kept her eyes on him, waiting for a complete answer, which didn't come.

"What?"

She watched him open the drawer and take out his gun, checked it was loaded, and tucked it into the waistband of his pants under the shirt.

"Leaving. I'm leaving." he spoke louder but his voice was not steady as usual, it was shaky and desperate.

Y/N felt her heart break completely, the cry already stuck in her throat.

It wasn't as if she'd ever thought about that moment, but since the birth of their daughter, he'd promised that things would be different.

"Then that's it? Are you just going to abandon your family with just two sentences?” she asked, hurt and held her daughter even tighter in her arms. "I think I deserve a better explanation than 'I'm leaving' in the middle of the night."

Y/N wanted to scream, shake her husband so he would talk but she knew if she did that it would scare Gracie and she didn't want that, she had taken so long to get her daughter to sleep and she didn't want to wake her up.

Mark stopped with his hands on top of the suitcase and took a deep breath, looked at Y/N and she raised her eyebrow, questioning him once more in silence. She hated being too hard on him, but there were times when she needed to be.

He approached cautiously and placed his hand on her arm, covered by the leather glove he wore, she didn't like it. She wanted to feel the texture of his palm against her arm to make sure everything was okay, that it would be okay.

"I love you both." he spoke, a softer tone and she bit her lip to keep from giving in too soon. “And it's because I love you so much that I need to get out of here as soon as possible to protect you. I already asked BamBam to come pick you up in the morning, he will keep both of you safe until I… sort out some problems.”

Y/N frowned. She'd never demanded any explanation about Mark's business because first, she didn't want to know and second, the less she knew the better. But knowing he was doing what his job demanded didn't make it any better.

In fact, she felt a shiver down her spine and it was from fear. Fear for her daughter, fear for her husband and for her.

If BamBam was involved, it meant Yugyeom and Jungkook were too. The whole group.

"I don’t want you to go." she admitted, feeling her eyes water and Mark looked at her in pain.

"Angel." his hand came up to her face and caressed the skin that was now wet from the tears that insisted on falling. “I would never forgive myself if they used you two to lure me. My family will not be made of bait.”

It was a promise, Y/N could hear the certainty in Mark's voice and she knew she would never be able to convince him otherwise.

“When will this end?” she asked, referring to the whole world he involved them in.

Mark moved closer to kiss her forehead and his lips lingered longer, making her close her eyes with what would probably be their last skin contact yet.

“I will come back to you, I promise."

[...]

Y/N was stubborn.

She had waited a week for Mark to sort out what he had to and she was very grateful to BamBam for the help he was giving but living locked up, or safe as he said, in a fortress with armed security and escape tunnels that were presented to her on the first day wasn’t what she had planned for her life and neither for Gracie's.

So, after 7 days, she decided that she would act. She was tired of seeing her family torn apart. Had she used her influence to force the keep's servants to do what she wanted? Probably, but it was the only weapon she had to find out where her husband was hiding and find a way to go there and convince him to come home, to return to his family.

Maybe she was too naive to think any of them wouldn’t tell BamBam that she'd left the keep without his permission or protection, but she wasn't going to back down now.

"Mark made me promise that I'd keep you two safe, Y/N." BamBam argued and she huffed.

“I'm sorry BamBam, but I didn't leave my house when I was pregnant to live with Mark to see my family separated by business that Gracie and I have absolutely nothing to do with!” she spoke louder, making the tall boy shut up. “Can't you see how Gracie misses her father?” she asked, seeing him falter. “There's nothing you can do to stop me, lock me in a room and I'll get out of there, and I'll go after Mark. Someone needs to convince him to come back, hiding is ridiculous and won't change a thing.”

Well, she'd been trying to find out where her husband was, following BamBam for the past few days in a taxi. She was almost there, she knew it.

BamBam took a deep breath, placing his hands on his hips.

“You will only leave here if you are escorted by Jungkook, he is the best hitman. If you go to Mark, you will need protection.”

Y/N smiled slightly, she could see that BamBam agreed with her.

"Deal." she replied, picking up her bag from the bed and getting ready to leave her room, but he stopped her.

"Where are you going?"

“See my husband.” she spoke in an obvious tone. "You can let Jungkook know that I'll be in the garage waiting."

Y/N left the room without a response from BamBam. She was certain that if there was anyone who could convince Mark to come back, it was her. And she wouldn't give up so easily.

On the way, she stopped in the room where Gracie was with the housekeeper of the fortress, said goodbye to her daughter with a long hug and asked the woman to take care of her daughter until she returned. She wouldn't take Gracie because she knew Mark wouldn't accept it and agreed, putting her daughter in danger was the last thing she wanted.

She waited for Jungkook and saw him smile in amusement as approached her, it was as if he knew she would act like that. 

He directed her to the black 4x4 truck and she got in feeling her hands sweat, was anxious because she would finally see her husband again.

She then remembered the first time this had happened, how she had met him.

One of her friends was going out with Yugyeom and invited her to go to a nightclub, it was Friday and the place was full. It was poorly lit but that didn't stop her from noticing how handsome he was. At the time Mark had blonde hair and didn't even have tattoos, when she thought of that night a silly smile played on her lips every time. He was so young compared to the present day, much quieter, but the serious way he was accompanied by such a delicious laugh captivated her that very night.

Well of course the friend had introduced Y/N because she was single and about to start college, it should have been just one night. A fun night for both of them that didn't end until the morning, but Mark had been so kind and considerate, he'd made sure to save her number and hang out with her more often.

At that time, she didn't know what so much mystery meant but it didn't matter because she fell in love so fast that she ended up sleeping with him every other time they went out. But the intimacy they created went far beyond the nights of pleasure. Mark talked about silly dreams, about how he missed his family in California and how his life would have been different if he hadn't crossed the world.

He shared secrets with her, and she did exactly the same.

That's when she found out she was pregnant, midway through her college semester. All she did was run up to him and tell him, expecting a completely negative reaction from him, it was the exact opposite.

Mark was thrilled, ecstatic, assured that he would give her a home and take care of the baby together. She then moved into his house ready to spend the rest of her life by his side, and with them she ended up discovering what Mark really did.

He'd introduced himself as a businessman, and business involved cars. At first she'd assumed he'd been involved in racing, it was illegal of course but nothing out of the ordinary, nothing no teenager hadn't fantasized about.

However, Mark received large amounts of money in just one night and she started to find it suspicious. It was then that the couple's first fight happened, when Y/N demanded that he tell everything, without hiding anything or else she would leave and he would never know what his daughter would be like.

He gave in and told. Mark also participated in races, but he worked for a powerful man in the city, taking the risk of taking goods across the border with other cities or else sometimes crossing the country. He only had one goal, never to get caught, and he was very good at it. But that also left him at the mercy of his boss.

Yes, Mark was part of a mob.

It came as a shock to her, obviously, but that didn't change things because she loved Mark and had promised to be on his side. She understood that the boy had been alone too long in a foreign country and that had led him to do things that he had no control over later.

When Mark took her to live with him, she made it clear that she too would live in the shadows like him and she accepted, dropped out of college and didn't contact any friends who could find out where she was. Because she was sure she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him and the baby growing in her womb. He never changed who he was with her, he was still the same attentive and kind boy, although over time he got more serious.

He was still the same Mark.

She thought about the day he would get out of this life, even though she knew there was only one way.

"I'll come in with you so he doesn't freak out so much." Jungkook warned before they got out of the car.

Y/N agreed, of course, and looked around. She didn't know if all the mafias had strongholds like that but she imagined that there was the “headquarters”.

A building with a huge garage, from a distance it looked like a factory like all the others in the city.

She squeezed her bag even tighter as they approached the entrance, Jungkook went ahead and greeted everyone who was there, while she watched the parked cars that were supposed to be used for work. They went to the second floor and he knocked three times on the last door in the hallway, hearing a ‘come in' the boy looked at Y/N as if asking if she was okay, who nodded in agreement.

He opened the door and made room for her to go first, cautiously doing so and surveying the room.

A simple room without any decoration, well lit and with a huge window that had an outside staircase, strategic for those who wanted to escape from there faster than going through the garage.

It was a cold environment, it could never be considered a home and she much less would imagine Mark spending time there alone.

"What do you do here?" she looked to the side and saw her husband standing there.

She took a deep breath, she had missed his voice so much and even though it was carrying a serious tone, she smiled at the sound of it.

“I came to see my husband.” she replied firmly.

"Jungkook, I told you-" Mark took a step forward, looking at the boy behind Y/N.

He was angry, of course.

"It wasn't his fault." she interrupted him, causing him to stare at her. "I didn't give anyone a choice, I was determined to come even if it was alone."

"You wouldn't dare." he chuckled humorlessly and she raised an eyebrow, cocking her head as if she questioned him.

Mark didn't say anything, scratching the back of his head and Y/N kept silent.

"I'll stay outside, you must have a lot to talk about." Jungkook warned before leaving, slamming the door shortly after.

And they really did.

"You need to get out of here." Mark went to her and gently took her arm, anticipating what her husband would do, she placed a hand on his chest to make him stop.

"I won't go without you." she spoke decisively, feeling his heart beat too fast against her palm.

He sighed.

"You don’t understand." he shook his head in disbelief.

"Because don't you explain to me!" she spoke louder, showing all her frustration. Mark looked at her guiltily. “It's been almost 3 weeks since you left home. I want my husband back.”

“I can't, Y/N! Please don’t insist." he practically pleaded and she laughed, without humor.

"You want me to live in BamBam's house forever?" she could no longer control the tone of her voice that rose with every word. “Is that your plan? Leave me and Gracie locked up until she turns 40?”

“Damn it, Y/N!” he dropped her, pulled away and ran his hands through his hair, visibly frustrated.

He wasn't the only one in that room feeling that way.

“This here.” He lifted his arm, exposing the tattoo on his biceps. “It's my curse. I will have to carry this with me for the rest of my life, not because it is marked on my skin but in who I am!”

She glared at the word truth with resentment. It was the tattoo Mark had gotten together with Yugyeom, BamBam and Jungkook to symbolize joining the mafia.

And it didn't matter if he covered it up or simply took it off, it would never erase how much his life had changed since then.

She wanted to say that she loved every bit of him, every wrong choice that made him who he was, and Mark knew it. However she was so hurt that she couldn't.

Was it too much to ask to have a normal life with her family?

“Go away, Y/N, please. It's too dangerous for you to stay here, if anyone sees you…” He closed his eyes for a moment and she understood everything.

She bit her lip to hold back the urge to cry and nodded, resting her hand on the doorknob as she took one last look at him.

The exchange of looks between the two meant it all, they didn't need words. She knew he was doing this to protect her and protect Gracie, she could see how hard it was for him to tell her to go.

But it wasn't easy for her either.

Y/N opened the door and in a surge of courage and anger, spoke before slamming the door.

“Oh and if you think I'm going to stop seeing my husband because a bunch of mobsters are pissed off, you’re wrong. I will come every day until you return to your family.”

[...]

Y/N had meant it when she'd told Mark that she would come every day to see him.

She went, with Jungkook escorting her as BamBam had said, but there she was. Every day in the early afternoon, when the Mafia headquarters was practically empty.

For the first few days, Mark locked the bedroom door in a failed attempt to get her to leave. Of course she didn't give up so easily, she sat on the floor in front of the door and started talking about Gracie, after the third attempt, Mark gave up and opened the door for her.

He was about to give in, she could see that, although she didn't stay more than 20 minutes there because she couldn't push her luck and because Jungkook had more to do, she knew her husband like the back of her hand. He was considering going home, he was finally listening to her.

But that day was being unusual.

Jungkook was on a "mission" and hadn't arrived in time to escort her, BamBam's fortress seemed agitated and he himself had left early and hadn't even had time to talk to Y/N.

And Gracie looked as agitated as everyone else, the daughter kept running around the garden and Y/N was starting to get really tired because the housekeeper wasn't free to help look at the girl.

So, seeing that her daughter was probably just as tired of being there as she was, she decided to go with Gracie to the mall downtown. As BamBam's driver wasn’t there, she decided to take a taxi.

Gracie looked happier seeing the scenery outside the taxi window and Y/N was feeling a different kind of butterflies in her stomach, she guessed it was the false sense of freedom and nostalgia hit her.

She would give anything to live this moment with Mark. Just the 3 of them, as it should be.

She took a deep breath as the car pulled up in front of the mall, took the amount and paid the driver, then got out and helped Gracie out of the car.

She held her daughter in her arms, arranging her bags on the shoulder, and took a step into the mall, but didn't quite make it.

“Y/N!” she heard Mark's voice calling to her in the distance and turned around, thinking she was hallucinating.

But seeing the figure of her husband approaching in a hurry, she knew it was real.

"Daddy!" Gracie screamed, fidgeting tirelessly on her mother's lap in a clear sign that she wanted to go to him.

Mark approached and took his daughter from Y/N's lap, the two collided in a strong hug, he closed his eyes and smiled. Y/N didn't want to cry at the scene but she was thrilled, though confused that her husband was there.

“My love, I missed you so much!” Mark spoke to his daughter and gave her a kiss on the cheek afterwards.

When he opened his eyes, Y/N was still staring at him and he adjusted Gracie into his arms.

"What do you do here?" she asked suspiciously.

Mark wasn't going to walk around the mall like she'd intended.

“I saw that you left the fortress so I thought-”

"Wait." Y/N raised a hand to stop him. "How do you know that?"

“How do you think?” he asked, looking at her suggestively. “I have access to the security cameras at BamBam's fortress.

Y/N opened her mouth, surprised and somewhat offended.

“Are you watching us?” she asked in disbelief.

“It was the only way.” he replied, shrugging his shoulders and she laughed bitterly.

Y/N took Gracie from Mark's lap, the daughter left without understanding, and turned her back on her husband and walked back to the mall entrance.

"I can’t believe that!"

“Y/N.” she felt him start to walk behind her.

"No, Mark." she stopped where she was, turning to look at him completely hurt. "Do you have time to watch your family on camera but no time to go home?" she questioned and started to walk again but Mark held her arm, preventing her.

"I needed to see you guys without putting your lives at risk, don't you understand?"

"No!" she spoke louder, feeling like crying. “I don't know why you're doing these things. You don't tell me!”

Mark was one step away from giving it all up, from giving in, Y/N could see it in his eyes and all she wanted was a decent explanation whatever it was, they could handle it together.

They were weaker apart, together they could overcome the world. That's always how it felt.

Mark opened his mouth to reply but a loud screeching of fast tires against the asphalt caught their attention. A black van quickly approached the sidewalk where they were and before it even came to a complete stop, 3 covered men got out of it. And armed.

Mark's first reaction was to put himself in front of the family, protecting them while Y/N got behind him and hugged Gracie even tighter.

“Get in the car, now!” one of them did and Mark put his hand to his waist.

"Don't even think about it, smart-ass." the second spoke and approached Y/N, putting the gun to her head. "Or else it's not in the van you're going to."

Y/N swallowed hard, with teary eyes controlling the urge to cry.

Mark raised his hands up in surrender and one of them dragged him towards the van, another did the same with Y/N ​​who just followed in silence and brought Gracie's head closer in an attempt to make her not see the scene.

But when they got into the van, being dumped there, the three had their heads covered by a black cloth and none of them could see where they were going, they just felt the car start quickly.

Y/N squeezed Gracie more and more against her body in an attempt to calm her down, in vain of course. She didn't know where they were going or how much time had passed, but when the van came to an abrupt stop, she felt strong and not at all careful hands drag her out of the vehicle.

Her rational side overrode whatever fear she was feeling at that moment, all she knew was that she needed to obey and be quiet, any attempt to try to get out of there would be dangerous for everyone, especially Gracie.

She thought of her daughter first, needed to keep her safe.

They walked for a while and suddenly she was thrown to the floor, ended up hitting her left shoulder on the floor and locked her jaw with the impact and pain then she awkwardly arranged herself on the floor with her daughter still on her lap and they took the cloth from her head, she looked at the guy in front of her, he was smiling evilly and she shivered, lowering her head and saw that they had done the same thing to Mark who was lying next to her. The men left the room, closing the door with a thud so loud it startled Gracie, who started crying instantly.

Y/N took the cloth off her head and hugged her daughter tightly, stroking her hair.

“It's okay, baby. Mom is here.” she was trying to be strong enough that her daughter wasn't more afraid than she probably was, but she was just as desperate as Gracie.

Her hands were shaking and she felt her blood run cold. She wasn't enjoying this at all.

Y/N saw Mark approach and looked at him, the exchange of looks was intense and both came to the same conclusion silently. They would protect their daughter, no matter what.

He reached out to hold his daughter and Y/N relented, handing her to him.

Mark hugged her and started talking to her as he got up, Y/N took her hand to her shoulder and felt a twinge, she looked down to face and saw that the bone seemed out of place, that explained the pain she was feeling but it was completely irrelevant at the moment.

She looked at Mark and he was rocking from side to side with his cheek against Gracie's cheek to calm her down. Y/N would have smiled at the scene if circumstances were different.

In a short time, which seemed like an eternity to both of them, Gracie fell asleep in Mark's arms. He sat on the floor next to his wife, careful not to wake his daughter, and looked at Y/N with a guilty eye.

"How are you?" he asked quietly, trying to analyze her up and down and stopped his eyes on her hand that was on her shoulder.

“I think I shifted.” replied, swallowing hard once more.

"Pardon me." he spoke suddenly and she frowned. “I put you at risk. What I feared most happened and it's my fault."

Y/N didn't know what to say, so she turned her body around until she was facing him and placed a hand on his cheek.

“None of that matters now, Mark. We just need to get out of here.”

"I tried to leave." he admitted and she stared at him confused. “I told them I wanted to go out, take care of my family and my future, since Gracie was born I realized that I don't belong in this life anymore.” he smiled sadly. “But more dangerous people ended up finding out and Yugyeom warned me that you two were in danger, he heard that the guys were planning to use my family as bait to get me to start working for rivals, they had already found out where we lived, it was just only a matter of time until…” Mark couldn't finish and Y/N wiped the tears that flowed.

"It's okay, Mark."

“No, Y/N. If I hadn't followed you, they would never have appeared.”

"Hey, look at me." she asked kindly and he did. “It makes no difference whose fault it is, if it's yours, mine. We'll get out of here, the three of us. Together."

Mark smiled and nodded, Y/N came over to touch their foreheads and closed her eyes for a moment.

She didn't know where that lucidity, that strength was coming from, but completely believed what she had said.

And more than ever, she'd been happy to know that Mark was thinking of a different future for the family they'd built, that he no longer wanted to be a part of that dangerous life.

Even though the way he'd done it all had been a little messed up, all he thought about was her and Gracie's safety. He'd sacrificed himself so they were protected and she couldn't see anything but a gesture of love.

When she moved away, laid her head on Mark's shoulder and felt him put an arm around her waist, she took the opportunity to gently hug Gracie without waking her up and they stayed there like that while they both thought of a way out of that situation.

She was sure Mark would do anything to get them out of there safely, even if it meant his own sacrifice and she couldn't think of anything to change that, but the only thing she knew was that she would fight. For him and for Gracie.

Y/N knew that at some point people would miss her and her daughter, someone on the street from the mall must have seen what had happened in broad daylight, that's when she remembered that the bags weren't with her anymore since she walked in in the van.

If they fell on the street, it was their chance that BamBam, Yugyeom or even Jungkook would understand what had happened.

She clung to that sliver of hope, hoping that Mark's friends would get to them in time.

Suddenly, a loud noise echoed outside and Mark stiffened, silently the two looked at the door as if they could see through it what was happening.

When voices were heard, he stood up and Y/N did the same, now facing him as if waiting for an answer. Mark held Gracie up to her and when she held her daughter who was still sound asleep, he faced her.

Has the time come then?

"Stay behind me." he asked very quietly and she agreed, doing as he said. "No matter what happens, don't try to come after me."

Wait, what?

Y/N wanted to ask what he meant by that but a bang against the door made her jump and Gracie started to wake up, she brought her daughter closer as she heard footsteps.

Feeling her heart practically jump out of her mouth, the door was opened and a light got in her way of watching the figure that was standing, all she saw was a gun.

"You two never learn, do you." she knew that voice… Y/N squinted and could see BamBam's thin silhouette.

She sighed at the playful smile and relief washed over her.

"I never thought I'd be so happy to look at that face of yours." Mark spoke and Y/N laughed. She couldn't disagree.

“You can thank me later.” The friend replied and Mark approached to shake his hand, in clear thanks.

“Thank us, right?” Yugyeom's voice came out of nowhere. “Or did you forget that I was the one who took down the guy who was hanging you?”

"He wasn't hanging me." BamBam defended himself.

"No, he was choking you so hard your face was turning as purple as the suit you're wearing." Jungkook appeared, only his head showing between Yugyeom and BamBam's figure.

“Two ingrates.” BamBam complained.

"Can we go out?" Mark questioned and the three looked at each other.

"We just need to… clean up the mess." Yugyeom replied and Y/N felt all eyes on her.

All right, she understood what they meant and stood where she was, waiting.

The 3 left and Mark turned to face his wife.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice softer now.

Y/N smiled weakly and nodded.

“Ready to go home.” she replied and Mark raised his hand to stroke Gracie's sleeping head.

"I meant your shoulder."

She didn't even remember it anymore, maybe the adrenaline of being kidnapped had made her forget about the pain.

"I've been through worse." she shrugged and felt his hand caress her cheek slowly, she had missed the texture of his skin so much. “Being apart from you, for example.”

Mark smiled, showing all his perfect teeth.

"This will not happen again." he assured and she looked at him suspiciously.

"Aren't you going to live in the mafia headquarters?"

"No."

“And not even watching me and Gracie through BamBam’s cameras?”

"No." he answered with certainty and she smiled. “I'm sorry about everything. If I left, it was to protect you two. I would lose everything, I would risk everything for you. You are the most important things in my life and I can't live without you two anymore, I missed every detail.”

"I know, babe."

And she knew, she understood his motives. Because if she were in his shoes, she would do the same thing.

Mark then moved closer, wrapping them both in a hug tight and long-awaited by both. Even if it wasn't enough and in the wrong place, it wasn't where he wanted to be with his wife in his arms, it wasn't where he wanted to see his daughter sleep.

However, everything he needed most was there.

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[chicken-fifi]

haii, i saw that your request is open!! i want a request with mafia!mark tuan x wife!reader. mark and your jayb are known have died being killed by the other group. unknownly you're having a child years later, and when the other group saw you both, they wanted to kill both of you. suprisingly, you were saving by got7. you were mad at them being shadows and hide themselves from you for years especially mark and your brother. so, (especially) mark and the others regaining your trust back and want to be a dad in your child live, you're slowly trust him and got7 again (maybe there's an incident or something that mark almost being killed cause he saved you and/or child(?)). thank you^^

it'll be up on the 29th

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How It all Began~ Broken Trust spin off

A/N: Guess who is finally back with a Broken Trust update, this sexy beast right here 😩 So this is taking place at the end of chapter 17 when they are driving back after getting y/n back. Feel free to send in any request that take place in the broken trust universe and please notify me that the request is in correlation to broken trust or else I might write it differently. :)

Request: Hello! i would like to request how chan and y/n met each other in broken trust!

Pairing: Bang Chan x Reader

Genre: Mafia au, angst, little bit of everything honestly

Warnings: Cursing, mafia life shizzle

MASTERLIST

You were humming along to the song that played on the radio as your head rested on Chan's shoulder. The night had been long for everyone as most of the people in the car were asleep. The only ones awake were Jennie, Hyunjin, and yourself.

"How are you holding up back there?" Jennie yawned out.

"I'm fine, just a little tired. I can drive if you need me to though," You offer.

"Oh no I'm fine, shouldn't be much longer. Plus I wouldn't want you to wake up lover boy."

You laughed softly at that, snuggling yourself further into his chest.

"You know something?" Hyunjin finally said after a moment of silence had passed.

"Hm?"

"For as long as I've known the two of you, I've never gotten the story on how you met."

"You know what, now that you mention it I don't think I know how you met either," Jennie said in agreement.

"I mean it's nothing too special," You draw out feeling your cheeks heat up causing Hyunjin to gasp.

"Oh my god you're blushing," He teased.

I'm not blushing! Stop being so dramatic."

"You so are! Come on, you have to tell us now," Jennie says, glancing at you in the rear view mirror.

"Okay, okay fine! But it's such an embarrassing story to tell."

It was the summer after you had turned 16. You sat in a car with Suho, Taeyeon and Mark (lee not tuan). Your father, Kun and Irene were driving in another. Currently, you all were on your way to meet with Mr. Jinyoung Park, a leader of another mafia empire much like yours. A meeting was being held with a few of the leaders to discuss important matters surrounding the business. You simply were going for the fact that once your father passed, it was up to you to take his place and run your own empire. Terrifying honestly but at the ripe age of 16, you could careless. Don't get me wrong, you understood your responsibilities but you just wanted to be young while you still could. Business meetings were boring, you wanted to do something a little more exciting. Not to mention they were a little nerve wracking. You hadn't met any of the other people who were supposed to be at the meeting on jyp's side other than Jihyo. If you remembered correctly, Yeeun, Jae, Jaebum, and Chris were supposed to be at the meeting. Jae was like you, he wasn't the leader of a subdivision but it was expected of him to take over Jinyoungs place once he died since he was the eldest and most qualified son.

"Nervous?" Taeyeon questioned with a small smile, breaking you out of your thoughts.

"Nervous? Me? Never."

She laughed a little as she shook her head.

"There's nothing wrong with being nervous y/n, I know the first time I met Mr. Park I was shaking," Suho stated, joining in on the conversation.

"Yeah but it's different. The two of you are great leaders and I'm just, well me. I don't know if I'm really cut out for all of this."

"Oh come one! You're the daughter of one of the most feared leaders in the entire mafia world. If anyone is cut out for this, it's you," Suho encouraged.

"But I'm not my father."

"No one is asking you to be. Honestly, if your father didn't think you could handle all of this, if anyone of us thought you couldn't handle this then you wouldn't be here. You just have to be confident in yourself. It's going to take some time, hell I'm still trying to find my confidence but you'll get there some day. In the mean time, you just gotta follow the golden rule," Taeyeon said.

"What golden rule?" You question.

"Fake it till you make it kid."

She did have a good point.

"Besides, look at Mark," Suho said, gesturing to the younger boy whose eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head.

"You can't possibly be as scared as he is."

"I'm not scared bro," Mark laughed awkwardly as he looked out the window.

"The two of you are young, Jinyoung isn't going to eat you alive I promise. Besides, I'm sure his sons and leaders are just as nervous as you guys are," Taeyeon said while taking a drinking out of a bottle of water she had brought from home.

"Yeah I heard that Chris boy is around your age y/n," Suho said raising his eyebrows suggestively.

"What are you trying to get at," You stamper out.

"Oh nothing...I just have heard that he's pretty handsome to say the least. You know if the meeting becomes too boring at least you'll have some nice eye candy," Suho joked, causing you to smack his arm as you felt your cheeks heat up.

"This is a business meeting, I wouldn't spend my time ogling over some boy. That's below me."

"No it isn't, when we went to YG for the first time you couldn't stop going on and on about have hot Jinhw-"

"OKAY MARK WE GET IT," You yell over him as Taeyeon and Suho burst out laughing.

"It was a moment of weakness but it won't happen again," You defend.

"Never say never," Taeyeon said as the car rolled to a halt.

"Looks like we're here, try not to drool when you see him okay y/n?" Mark said as he hoped out the car.

He really had some nerve didn't he?

After exiting the car you all were escorted inside and were met with who you presumed to be Mr. Jinyoung.

"Soo Man!" He bellowed out as a goofy smile made it's way onto his face.

"It's been too long my old friend," Your father acknowledged as he shook hands with him.

After his greetings with your father, Jinyoung turned his attention to you.

"Ah and you must be y/n. It's so nice to meet you," He said while sticking his hand out to you.

"It's a pleasure sir," You say while accepting the handshake.

After greeting the rest of your group, he led you all into a room that had a long table with seven people already sitting down. They all were immersed in their own conversation but as you entered the room, all of their heads flew towards the door, ignoring what they had been talking about. Looking them over, you tried your best to figure out who was who. Jihyo and Yeeun were easy for the fact that you already knew Jihyo, leaving the only other girl to be Yeeun. You gaze shifted to a boy who looked to be about you age. Honestly, you were stunned. He must of been sculpted by an angel because you had never seen someone so beautiful. That must have been Chris. You hate to admit it but Suho was right and that's putting it nicely as his description could not have prepared you for what he truly looked like.

Catching your gaze, Chris sent you a warm smile with a little wave. You smiled back at him blushing slightly, which of course, didn't go unnoticed by Suho, Mark, and Taeyeon.

"Mr. Park, why don't you introduce us to everyone as some of us have yet to be acquainted," Taeyeon said with a smirk on her face.

"Of course, of course where are my manners. Go ahead and introduce yourselves," Jinyoung said, looking at the table.

"Hi I'm Jihyo, it's nice to see you all again," Jihyo greeted first with a bow.

One by one they all introduced themselves, the final one being Chris.

"I'm Jinyoungs youngest son Chris," He said with the most enchanting smile you had ever seen.

You were so busy daydreaming about Chris that you didn't even realize that everyone from your side had started to introduce themselves as well. When it was finally your turn, you felt Mark push you slightly.

"Hmm what?" You questioned him, finally breaking out of your daze to look at the young Canadian.

"Uh it's your turn to introduce yourself."

"Oh! Um right sorry, hi you're beautiful, it's a pleasure to meet you all," You say confidently, eyes locking with Chris.

Oh shit.

"I'm sorry what did you say?" Your father chokes out, mortified.

At this point, what amusement Taeyeon, Mark, and Suho were holding in completely broke lose as they began to laugh to your misfortune. Everyone else bit back their laughter as both Chris and you turned as red as tomatoes.

"I-I meant to say I'm y/n," you stutter out, looking down at the floor.

This situation couldn't possibly get anymore embarrassing.

"Well since we all know each other, why don't we get down to business?" Your father suggest as he goes to sit down.

You all nod in agreement and go to sit down. As you went to sit down, however, you tripped and nearly face planted on the floor but Kun was quick to catch you.

Couldn't possibly get more embarrassing my ass.

"You're doing great," Kun whispered jokingly, causing you to shoot him a deadly glare.

After that, the meeting went by pretty smoothly. Chris and you would shoot each other shy glaces and soft smiles whenever your eyes would meet. Thankful, you made it through the rest of the meeting without making a fool of yourself, more than you already had that is.

"Well, I don't want to keep you guys for too long," Jinyoung said, bringing the meeting to a conclusion.

You all stood up and said your pleasantries and goodbyes.

"He totally likes you," Jihyo whispered in your ear as she brought you in for a hug.

"No he doesn't, he just feels bad for me," You say lowly back, a smile making it's way on your face at the thought of him possibly liking you.

"Oh please do you see how red his ears are? Dudes already whipped after day one and it seems like you are too," She teased.

"Oh shut up!"

"Um y/n?" You heard a voice call out.

"Oh god don't embarrass yourself, don't embarrass yourself," You thought as you turned around to look at Chris.

"It was really nice meeting you, I hope we can become closer in the future," He tells you with a bright smile.

"Likewise, always great to have more allies."

"I was thinking more like friends but allies works too," He laughs out.

"Y/n, we're leaving," Your father calls out, pulling your attention away from Chris.

"Oh well I guess I should get going then," You say a little sad since you wanted to keep talking to him.

As your turned to leave Chris stops you.

"Hey wait! You dropped this," He said, his face burning up once again.

You look at him a little confused as he hands you a piece of paper. You definitely didn't drop that.

"I didn't-"

"Y/n come on."

"Just keep the paper," Chris rushes out while slightly pushing you to go as he quickly turns away from you.

After getting into the car you had come in, you eye the paper curiously.

"What's that?" Mark questions as he eyes the paper in your hand.

"Not sure, Chris gave it to me and said that I dropped it," You answer with a shrug.

"Y/n, the paper is folded," Suho says.

"Okay...."

"Open it up dummy," Mark said with an eye roll.

Ignoring his last word, you open up the paper to find a number on it with a little note that said:

I think you're really beautiful too. Give me a text and maybe we could hangout some time :)

~Chris

You nearly squealed as you read the note.

"Ah young love, what a beautiful thing," Mark gushed after stealing the paper from you.

"Oh shut up Mark."

"And that was pretty much it," You finish the story, a fond smile on your face.

"Damn y/n, you really played that off smooth didn't you," Hyunjin laughed out.

"I was an awkward teenager, how else was I supposed to react?" You defended halfheartedly.

"Definitely not the way that you did."

"Didn't know you were that bold," Jennie added with a laugh.

"Please that was far from me being bold, that was me being a dumbass."

Even though you did make a complete fool out of yourself and you still cringe to the thought of it to this day, you don't think you would have wanted your first meeting to go any other way. I mean, it did get you his number didn't it?

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“I want you to want me” Mafia Mark Tuan au: Pt 2

Warnings: none

Genre: angsty fluff

Ship: Mark tuan x female reader

After he had left you get up from the ground and wipe the tear flowing down your cheek and you tell youself to act like nothing had happened. You walk over to faith and you continue with your day. Later when you’d gotten home you get a text from faith inviting you to a party she was going to that was being held at a club. You reluctantly agreed and decided to figure out what you’d wear. Dragging yourself out of bed you start off by doing your makeup because you already knew that it would take the longest. You style your hair and look despretly for a dress in your closet. You weren’t really a big dress person. As you were searching through your hangers you suddenly come across a red dress it obviously wasn’t long but you still liked it and put it on along with some heals. Once you finished you get a text from faith.

Faith [10:00pm] hey I’m about to come pick you up! Be ready and look cute

Y/N[10: 02pm] Im ready, looking cute I guess.

Faith[10:05]: alright see you in 5 :)

_______________________________________________________________________ You and Faith were dancing to a slightly “provocative” song. The atmosphere was loud and filled with all kinds of people, the music loud and people talking, drinking and having fun. Meanwhile Mark and two of his friends from the mafia were near the both of you at a table with drinks. Jackson: damn look at that girl she’s pretty cute. He was clearly talking about your best friend. Mafia friend two: yeah.. no kidding she can dance too and she’s with another girl boss she seems cute too. Mark: hm. He looks up and realizes it’s you and faith. He was staring as we’re both of the others all three of them drinking from they’re drinks. Later faith went out to go get some water and a drink with one of the guys mark was with. Jackson, he was nice and outgoing and quite frankly open and attractive exactly faith’s type, while You were left alone walking past the vip section where she saw Him in all his glory yet again but this time in a loose dress shirt along with a black coat. You look away trying to walk past mentally telling yourself to not share eye contact with him hoping he wouldn’t notice you. However you were disturbed from your thoughts when he comes over and notices you “hey come to vip” why would I do that?. You respond a little loudly over the music. He walks out and takes your wrist again pulling yo towards the bathrooms and before you know it your backed up into a wall with his arm blocking anyway of escape. You shouldn’t be dancing like that in that kind of dress in front of so many guys. He said eying you up and down. What? You said completely confused about what he was trying to say. He moves His face closer as he says it’s provoking besides.. you belong to me anyway. huh? Since when..? Besides I’m a lawyer and your- . He interupts you. Shh doesn’t matter. How did it not matter? Just a couple hours ago he had a gun in front of your face basically threatening you if you’d ever dared to tell Caitline. As if. You and Caitline had stopped being friends months ago that wasn’t going to change. After she had decided to end your friendship out of jealousy of your job she had accused you of cheating your way through university using any excuse to suddenly end the friendship. You didn’t care at that point though when it had happened since you saw it coming the amount of times she’d try and sneak in any snide comment she could in your conversations if the conversation wasn’t about herself. And honestly you were glad the friendship was over. Telling her what her ex does was the last thing you wanted to do considering you’d been avoiding her snake eyes for months. You push him back by his chest. You put up your wrist almost in tears. It was slightly red from the last encounter since he had quite a tight tight hold of your arm when he was dragging you to the family bathroom at the mall. He looks down at it. “What that hurt you?”. “Don’t be a baby”. You don’t hurt someone that’s yours Mark.. you said feeling the year go down your cheek your face still red from the close proximity of his face Mark: it’s bearly anything. You could feel his breath fanning your face, with the smell of his cologne and the scent of his minty breath filling your nose. Your senses were all sensing him in this moment. Why you weren’t running you didn’t know. You lower yourself to the ground with your head down . He was getting the best of you. You hated that such a beautiful looking person would have been so insensitive to hurting you. Tears falling to the ground. Followed by one soft sob. A sob of both sadness and fear. Once he hears this He gets down to her level and hugs you tightly. “I’m sorry..” “ It’s just something I’m accustomed too.. but your different”. You were completely shocked feeling his warmth made you flush slightly his scent filling your senses once more. Suddenly your phone vibrabted breaking the moment it was a text from faith that she wanted to go. You pull away. um.. I have to go my friend wants to leave.. he gets close to you once more breath fanning over your face as he leans in and and kisses you. Lips bushing over yours. His kiss soft but memorable. Don’t forget me. He says as he gets up and walks out. 

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You go to faith and they drive home. During the drive you were silent. All that was on your mind was mark. The man who kissed you. Who appoligized for doing his job and keeping his secret. You thought of everything from his features to his voice. Why were you thinking so much about this. You’d been kissed before none of this was new. But the feeling surely was. And questions formed in your head. Why was he so interested why did he kiss you, what are his intentions.. Suddenly your thoughts are interupted by faith. Y/N! She said after repeating your name. Huh? Girl how much did you drink?! she laughs. « Nothing actually » « wow your so out of it I’m in front of your house ». You realize this and let out an embarrassed laugh. Sorry I’m just really tired. » « you sure Y/N or are you thinking of Mark » she teased. You blush remembering the kiss. « Oh my god really? » you rush out of the car. « Tell me later » she says driving away.

You walk in and decide to change into an oversized hoodie and shorts. You decide to go out for a walk to clear your head from all these thoughts about mark and everything else. While you were walking in the park you suddenly see someone familiar. It was him. He was sitting on a bench without his coat in a dress shirt on a bench drinking and with his hands in his face.

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Mafia Leaders!Jackson & Mark Moodboard

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People called them Light & Darkness, an Angel & Demon- Mark was a savior when his rival, Jackson, was Satan. But no matter what their nicknames were, they were demonic men- they were ruthless murderers with no regard for human life.

-Jade

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[a/n: this is only for entertainment purposes, do not come for me for writing this]

𝒋𝒂𝒚 𝒃;

You had gone out without telling Jaebeom and you knew the consequences of not telling him where you were going, but you left a note telling him that you were shopping with some friends. While you were out one of them took your phone, so that you wouldn’t get distracted, but that was a mistake on her part, because later when you came home you saw him in his meeting room, making a plan to save you, that’s when you barged in, and they all looked at you.

“Where the hell have you been?” he says angrily while pulling you in for a hug.

“I was just out with some friends, I left you note.”

“I never saw your note, but why weren’t you answering your phone?” he asks as you smile.

“Yeeun took it, so I wouldn’t get distracted,” you told him reaching for his hands.

“Okay, but I was worried sick that someone had kidnaped you,” he says giving you a kiss.

𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌;

You and Mark had fallen asleep on the couch from watching movies all night, when you younger sister called you all panicked, you tried to calm her down, but you just eventually went over there to see if she was okay. She was sitting in the living room, when you opened the door to your parents house, you went to go sit next to her calming her down from her panic attack. She was so scared that you mother wouldn’t look at her the same when she found out that she was pregnant, but you told her that everything would be okay, and that the both of you would tell her together. You drove back home, walking through the front door to see Mark all panicked, when he saw you he immediately hugged you, you didn’t know what caused this. but you weren’t complaining.

“Where have you been?”

“I’m sorry, my sister called, she needed my help,” you told him not telling him why she needed you.

“When you didn’t answer your phone I got a little worried.”

“A little worried?!” you questioned him.

“Okay, a lot worried,” he confessed while bringing you in for another hug.

“Alright, if there’s a next time I’ll be sure to leave you a note or something,” you told him as her leaned in for a kiss.

“Thank you.”

𝒋𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒐𝒏;

Jackson has always been overprotective of you, he needs to know where you are at all times, which make surprises extremely hard, because he can always tell when you’re lying by the sound of your voice. You had a few of his friends distract him while you had set up a surprise with some of your friends, while you guys were decorating he called and texted a bunch of times, he finally came home to see what you had done.

“Is this what you’ve been doing all day?” Jackson asks you as he smiles wide.

“Yes. Happy anniversary,” you say running to give him a hug.

“I’ve been calling and texting you all day, why didn’t you answer, I was so worried about you when you never answered.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” you told him while still hugging him.

“It’s okay, I’m happy about the surprise,” Jackson tells you before giving you a kiss.

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈;

You were asleep when you got a call from a friend who was at a club and needed your helping getting home, so you went to go pick her up. You thought that you’d be home before Jinyoung woke up, but you forgot that he usually gets up to get a glass of water sometimes and that’s what he did tonight. He’s called and texted you but no answer that’s when he sees you phone sitting on the night stand plugged in. He takes it off the charger and waits for you to get home, because he notices that your car is gone, once you walked through the door you see him starring at you in disbelief.

“You forgot your phone. Where did you even go at this time of night?” he asks before pulling you for a hug.

“I went to go pick him Haeun from the club she was at, she got too drunk, so she called me,” you tell him in a low tone.

“Okay, but please remember your phone next time you leave like this. The only reason I didn’t call the boys is because I saw that your car was gone.”

“I’m sorry, I should’ve had my phone on me, it all just happened so quick,” you tell him thankful that he did call for backup.

“You just scared me,” he tells you before pulling you in for a kiss.

“I love you too,” you say as you guys both head back to bed.

𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒋𝒂𝒆;

You were just about done cooking dinner for you and Youngjae, when one of your friends texted you asking for you to pick her up because she was out with her boyfriend who had drank a little too much and you’re the only one that he’s actually scared of getting mad. So you had finished dinner tuning the stove off, but leaving it on the stove, and leaving Youngjae  a note that you’d be back after he took his shower for the night. You walked in the restaurant looking for your friend and you saw them, as you walked over to them your friend got up walking over to you. You told him that he was going to let her drive home and that you’d come back in the morning to check up on him and that’s exactly what happened, he handed the keys over to her and you guys all left with him paying for the check. Once you got home you saw all of the missed calls and texts from Youngjae and you knew that he wasn’t gonna be happy with you for leaving and then no answering your phone when he called.

“Hey babe,” you say as you walked in the front door to see him very upset.

“Where were you?” he asks while walking over to you.

“I went help a friends out, she needed my help, her boyfriend got too drunk and wouldn’t let her drive them home, and I’m the only one he’s scared of,” you tell him as you reach in for a hug.

“Okay, I’m just glad that you’re okay,” he says hugging you back as you guys go into the kitchen to eat your dinner.

𝒃𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒎;

You and some of your friends were at your guys’ house visiting while Bambam was out at a meeting, you told him to call you when you were done so that you could make up an excuse for you guys to leave the house. While you guys were in the kitchen one of your friends took your phone while you weren’t looking, but you never noticed that it was gone until you heard Bambam’s car pull up. You asked everyone if they wanted to go out to get some ice cream, they all agreed and that’s when the girl who took your phone gave it back, but Bambam pulled you before you could leave.

“Why didn’t you answer?”

“Eunji took my phone without me knowing, I’m sorry,” you tell him while looking at her.

“This was your idea, next time keep your phone on you,” he tells you as he lets go of your arm letting you get in the car.

“I love you,” you mouth to him while smiling before giving him a kiss and you guys leave.

𝒚𝒖𝒈𝒚𝒆𝒐𝒎;

Yugyeom was in a meeting in the office, while you were at home asleep on the couch, you hadn’t gotten much sleep last night so you have been asleep for hours, and never heard your phone go off. When you finally woke up you saw all of the missed calls from Yugyeom, when you realized how much trouble you’d been in with him, you heard the front door open, and you immediately walked over to see him standing in the doorway.

“Have you been here all day?”

“Yeah, I fell asleep after you left and just woke up a few seconds ago, I’m so sorry,” you tell him as he reaches in giving you a hug.

“It’s okay. I know you didn’t get much sleep last night, so I understand, but you usually hear your phone ring,” he says while looking down at you.

“I know, I must’ve been in a deep sleep and just didn’t hear it.”

“Okay, now I’ve been in a meeting all day and you still look tired, so let’s take a little nap, okay,” he says as you guys go in the living room putting a movie on and falling asleep in each others arms.

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Mafia couple got7 reaction

(you ask and I deliver! I got a little carried away hehe, come back soon xx)

Jaebeom

You are in command of another mafia group in the South of Seoul while Jaebeom is the leader of the West side, so you were surprised when he offered an alliance between your families in the form of marriage. You were hesitant in the beginning but after a few meetings and deep talks he convinced you and it led to what was happening right now.

"Turn around." Jaebeom ordered and you did as told turning to look at the the full body mirror in front of you, curious about the jewel box he had in his hands. Soon you felt a necklace touching your collarbones and turn to face him again.

"Already spoiling your future wife?" You asked in a half playful tone and he shook his head once.

"I've lost people before, so when I care about someone I plant a tracking device on them." He cups your face in both of his hands to make you look at him.

"This is for me to be sure you're safe when we're not together." You get closer to him and touch his wide shoulders.

"How caring. However don't you forget I'm not a defenseless lady, okay?." You leave a kiss on his jaw catching him off guard and see his surprised face just before you dodge him to get out of the room.

"I still have things to solve today, call me later." He stay and watch the way your hips move as you leave.

Mark

"If he lays a hand on you, just cut him off." Mark tells you positioning a well sharpened knife on your thigh as an extra to the gun on your bag before sending you off to buy the cooperation of the new officer in town.

•••

"Miss Tuan, the lady I've heard so much about." You meet the officer on a restaurant during his lunch and give him a simple smile, sitting in the chair in front of him.

"I hope you heard good things only."

"Oh, I heard you're very persuasive."

"That's very true."

"So what can I help you with?"

"Tell me how much you need to stay away from the East side during your work time."

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Your price. Let's not play innocent here, Mr. Lin." He looks at you in surprise as you open your bag to take out an envelope with a few thousands, surely more than his salary.

"Listen, I don't do that stuff."

"Oh, really? I have 20 pages here that I'm sure you don't want your Superior to see." You show him the file full of information, some of them genuine and some were fake but all of them convincing enough to make him accept the deal.

"$20K and you let me keep that." He points at the file and you pass it to him together with the envelope.

"That's the right amount on the envelope. It was a pleasure talking to you." You get up and stop by his side.

"Just so you know to not try to turn tables, that's the file you have is a copy, I have the original. Have a good day." You leave, not waiting for him to say anything else.

Jackson

You accompanied Jackson in a trip to Shanghai to close a new deal in the town to support the negotiations on expanding the business from Seoul. The meeting is occurring on one of the most expensive rooms of KTV, and you get in helping other lady bringing drinks to the group of men.

"Are we using companion tonight?" One of the old guys say in a malicious tone, ogling your ass when you lean to place the tray of drinks on the table in front of them. Jackson's expression go dark as he hear the man talk and he extends a hand for you to grab and pull you to sit on his lap, gripping your waist tightly.

"Whatever you wish, just pick someone else."

"Oh, you already pick yours? Agile, are you?" The man laughs and accepts a card from the other girl in the room. An hour passed and the deal was finished the old man was wasted leaving with a expensive girl on his arm.

"If he touched you I would've killed him in a heartbeat." Jackson mumbles as the two of you walk out of the building and to his car.

"I would gladly help you with that."

Jinyoung

Jinyoung opens the door to enter his office and the first thing he sees is a female dead and covered in blood on the floor next to his lover looking back at him, cleaning her 38. Your eyes narrowed as you bend down to get the girl's phone.

"What happened here?"

"I caught this bitch installing a spy camera here." You point out the now broken camera on the table behind you.

"Shit, she was leaking information?"

"That's what I will find out through her phone, and then we will get those rats."

"You better start searching, I'll get someone else to clean this mess and tell the others about her."

Youngjae

Youngjae doesn't look very intimidating, he fools a lot of people with nice and smiley aura but makes up for it with cunning manipulation and is still dangerous nonetheless. He plays baits and you're the honey pot, attracting men and women to deathbed without them noticing.

You tie the wrists and legs of the passed out man tightly on the hard chair and wait for him to wake up, which he does a few minutes later.

"Took you long enough. Tell me, do you prefer to lose an arm or a leg first? Not that it will make difference, I will kill you either but, but which one do you think it will hurt less?"

Bambam

Today you could visit Bambam on prison but only get a phone call and see him through a glass with other people instead of having time alone. He's been locked in jail for a month after getting caught in a drug deal but he didn't say a word about his group.

"How was the weather these days?" He asked in a code that meant if you succeeded on the plan of revenge against the people that snitched him.

"The sky is clear, had a little bit of rain yesterday but it's fine now." You answer positively and show a little smile, touching the glass that separated you from him and he did the same.

"Thank you. I miss you so fucking much." He sighs and you nod.

"I miss you too, your trial was scheduled for next week, we're preparing everything."

"Finally, can't wait to get out of here."

Yugyeom

The pin on your earring slipped and fell on the floor near the bed while you put it on your ear, so you crouched down to look for the little piece, but instead of finding what you were looking for you ended up finding something very different.

YUGYEOM!" You scream from the bedroom for him to hear since he is currently in the bathroom finishing his morning routine and he came out running to see what happened, fearing you were in danger and got surprised to see you holding the spare gun he kept under the bed in case of need.

"Since when you have this under your bed??" You ask in complete confusion as to why your sweet boyfriend of a year possessed such a weapon. Now the moment he was dreading came and he couldn't get away from it.

"Sit down, Y/n." He comes closer and takes the fun off your grasp, entrelacing your fingers in his as he tells you the truth, that he works with security and driving to a gang. He admits to be terrified of the thought of you leaving him because of his kind of environment and it took you a long moment to comprehend the whole situation and after a long talk you decide to stay the same, not wanting to throw away the love you felt for him.

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[definitelyseven]

liability | eighteen - final

summary: reporter meets mafia boss, Park Jinyoung

one | two | three | four | five | six (m) | seven (m) | eight | nine (m) | ten | eleven | twelve | thirteen | fourteen (m) | fifteen | sixteen (m) | seventeen | eighteen - final |

It’s been six months since your wedding; since that night. You remembered your white dress being covered in his blood. No matter how many times you called for him, he didn’t respond.

Without Mark, you don’t know how you could’ve survived these past six months. He trained you to take over the clean side of Jinyoung’s business while he took over the dirty side. He didn’t want you to get your hands dirty. Jinyoung wouldn’t have wanted that either.

“Jinyoung, baby. It’s been six months. Please wake up,” you begged by his bed side. The doctor said the surgery was successful but they didn’t know when he’ll wake up. You rubbed the wet towel on his face. “Who could’ve done this?” you whispered to him. 

“I’m looking into some people,” Mark responded. “But I don’t want you to worry about it right now. You need to take care of yourself and the baby.”

You instinctively rub your belly. While Jinyoung was in a coma, you also found out you were pregnant. His mother has been ecstatic and has been nicer to you ever since.

“Baby, please wake up soon. I could really use your help with the baby names. Your mother has some interesting ideas,” you joked. “Ow!” you winced in pain.

“What’s wrong?” Mark asked, rushing to your side. 

“The baby is kicking,” you whined as you held onto your stomach.

“Deep breaths,” he instructed. You inhaled and exhaled as taught in your baby classes. You grabbed Jinyoung’s hand and placed it on your stomach. 

“Do you feel that Jinyoung?” you asked him. “The baby is kicking me.” You watched as Jinyoung’s fingertips slightly move against your stomach. “Mark!”

“He’s moving his fingers,” Mark cheered before running out to get the doctor. 

“Jinyoung, honey?” you called again.

You waited patiently outside as the doctor checked up on Jinyoung. 

“How’s my Jinyoung?” his mother asked as she rushed towards you.

“He’s awake. Mark and the doctor is in there right now,” you explained to her.

“Mrs. Park,” the doctor called. “He’s awake. Everything seems to be alright with him considering how long he’s been in a coma-”

“Oh thank God,” his mother exclaimed. 

“But his memory may be foggy,” the doctor continued to explain.

“W-what?” 

“He might not remember you,” Mark continued to explain. You rushed inside Jinyoung’s room. He can’t forget you - he can’t.

“Jinyoung,” you called with tears in your eyes. He looked at you as if he didn’t know who you were. “No...” you whispered.

“I’m sorry, do I know you?” he asked.

“I’m your wife,” you revealed, making your way closer to his bed.

“No, she’s not. She’s not your wife,” a voice from behind you said. “Get away from his bed,” his mother said. “Sweetheart, you remember me, right?”

“Yes of course, Mother.”

“This women is not your wife,” she explained. “Your wife, Irene, is on her way.”

“What? No. I’m your wife,” you argued. “Mark?”

“Jinyoung, she’s your wife. Not Irene,” he agreed with you.

“It’s me,” you whimpered. 

You stood outside his room as you watched Irene and Jinyoung talked. He was smiling at her like she was the love of his life. It made your heart ache. How could he not remember you but remember Irene?

“Don’t worry. He’ll remember you. He has too,” Mark comforted. 

“Y/N let’s have a chat,” his mother demanded as she pulled you to the side. Mark quickly followed behind. 

“How could you?” you asked her with tears in your eyes. “How could you say I’m not Jinyoung’s wife?”

“Now that he’s lost all his memories, I want him to have the perfect wife he deserves and that’s not you,” she revealed. “We’ll keep the baby after you give birth. Irene will raise it as her own.”

“You can’t do that,” you sobbed. “I won’t let you. Jinyoung won’t let that happen.”

“He has no reason to protect you anymore. He doesn’t remember you and I want it to stay that way. You killed his father.”

“I am legally his wife,” you reasoned.

“No papers were signed - saying I do is just part of it.”

She was right. You and Jinyoung never signed any papers. You inhaled a deep breath, “I’m never letting you have my baby.”

“See you in court then,” she smiled before walking away. You exhaled deeply, turning your attention to Mark. 

“I won’t let that happen,” Mark comforted. “Give him some time.”

“You really don’t remember me?” you asked softly. Jinyoung looks at you blankly, trying to remember you. “That’s okay,” you comforted him and yourself as you reached for his hand. He flinches at your touch. “Sorry,” you mumbled.

“No, I’m the one that should apologize. I’m sorry I don’t remember you,” he said. “I’m really trying.”

You shake your head, “It’s not your fault. We will find whoever did this to you.”

“Irene said Y/N did this to me. Do you know who Y/N is?” he asked.  

“I’m Y/N. I’m your wife. I would never do this to you,” you sobbed. “This is our baby,” you said rubbing your stomach. “Why would I want to hurt my baby’s father?” 

“I-I don’t know,” he replied, holding his head. “I don’t know. My head hurts,” he complained. 

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Irene shouts from behind. She rushes over to Jinyoung’s side, pushing you away as she tries to calm him down to relieve his headache. “Why do you insist on hurting him all the time?” 

“You fucking bitch,” you mumbled in between your sobs.

“I heard that,” she glared while pouring Jinyoung a glass of water. 

“Irene, you said Y/N did this to me. How did she do it?” Jinyoung asked weakly.

“You can’t possibly think that’s true,” you said in disbelief. 

“I hired a private investigator. She deposited a large sum of money to a mysterious bank account an hour before the wedding. I traced the offshore account and it’s tied to a well-known gang,” Irene explained. You shook your head, denying all the allegations. 

“No...that’s not true,” you sobbed.

“Don’t even try to lie. I have all the proof here,” she said reaching for her purse. She pulls out the documentation and hands it to Jinyoung. “See baby,” she pointed. “Look at all that money being transferred between accounts.”

“That doesn’t make any sense,” you sobbed. “I don’t have an offshore account and the gunman was aiming the gun at me. You got injured trying to save me.”

“See,” Irene quickly asserts. “She knew you were going to save her so of course the target wouldn’t be you.”

“After everything we’ve been through, I would never hurt you.”

“You mean everything Jinyoung and I been through. Babe, it’s true you guys had a relationship. You cheated on me with her, but I forgive you. I will always forgive you,” Irene said tearing up. This fucking bitch.

“How were you able to find all this when Mark wasn’t able to find a single thing for months?” Jinyoung asked, suspicious.

“Oh,” Irene said, caught off guard. “Money can do wonders, silly.”

“I have money.”

“I don’t know Jinyoung; hire better help?” Irene said, annoyed. 

“You set everything up perfectly to frame Y/N,” Jinyoung revealed.

“What? Don’t be ridiculous sweetie. Why would I hurt you? I love you,” she tries to convince Jinyoung. 

“You were never trying to hurt me. You wanted to hurt Y/N. You just didn’t think I would save her,” Jinyoung revealed. Irene chuckles nervously. “I’m not stupid Irene. I may have just woken up but I know you. I remember you.”

Irene rolls her eyes and moves away from Jinyoung. “Why do you insist on believing her even when you don’t remember her?! I’m your wife!” she practically shouted. “I’m the one you should be loving!”

“Because you’re always so desperate for my attention you’d do anything! Even if it meant hurting someone! That’s the person you are - you’re selfish and greedy. You only want what you can’t have. That’s the Irene I know,” Jinyoung explained.

Irene’s eyes swells up with tears. “You’ll never love me like you love her,” she said with her lips quivering. “She’s the reason your father is dead!”

“Maybe but I can never be with you, Irene. She’s pregnant with my child. I have to be responsible.”

“I will treat the child as my own,” Irene said. “I promise I will love it like I love you. I promise I will change. I’ll be a better person.”

“I will never give you my child,” you tell her. “I will never let her grow up with a monster.”

“Her?” Jinyoung asked. You nodded slowly which made him smile. “It’s a girl,” he whispered to himself. 

“Me or her, Jinyoung. Me or her,” she repeated. “This is your last chance. If you pick her, I will have my parents withdraw out of every investment in your company,” she threatened. 

“I don’t care if you withdraw your investments. I don’t care about that. I want to be with my child and my child’s mother, even if I don’t remember them.”

“You’ll regret this,” Irene says through her teeth before leaving. You made your way towards Jinyoung’s bed. He grabs your hand.

“I’m sorry I can’t remember. I’ll try harder,” he said squeezing your hand.

“You don’t have to apologize. It’s not your fault,” you assured him. “Are you going to let her off that easy?” you asked, referring to Irene’s attempted murder.

“If you don’t mind. It’s the least I can do for her. She became like this because of me,” Jinyoung explained. You nodded slowly, agreeing with him.

“It’s okay. I don’t mind.”

“Can you tell me how we met?” he asked. You smiled at him, nodding. 

“I was a reporter and you were a dangerous businessman. I wanted an interview with you,” you began to tell him. Even if he didn’t remember you or everything you’ve been through together, you would be willing to spend the rest of your life making new memories with him. 

a little note from jennie: i’m so sorry for the delay on this final chapter. i really wanted to come up with a perfect ending for this and i’ve rewritten this so many times. hope you enjoyed it! :)

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[sonnetsnerdstuff]

Got7 as mafia gang: ↠ thief organization

They are an illegal gang specialized in all kinds of theft: robbing goods, embezzlement, banking and internet frauds. They launder most of the money they appropriate and smuggle what they steal: we’re talking about expensive or very rare goods, ranging from art to nuclear materials. They never leave traces and work solely for themselves. They don’t mingle with other mafia groups too so other bosses are starting to question if this organization even exists. Little do they know they are indeed real and are the richest people of South Korea. They rarely go out in public, living in their villas like a big family, passing the time planning out their next hit and coordinating their dependants. ↠ Strategic team heads: Mark, Jaebeom, Youngjae ↠ Mission team managers: Jackson, Jinyoung ↠ Cleaning team leaders: BamBam, Yugyeom

Masterlist ツ

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[3raaaachachacha]

All members x female reader / 1.8k words / angst / suggestive

Warnings: mentions of killing, mentions of hurting others with weapons or hand to hand combat, blood, suggestive language, cursing

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Im Jaebeom

It was in his blood. Jaebeom always knew he was going to be the next godfather after his father eventually passed. He knew it was dangerous and could cost him his life, but he owed it to his father and he couldn't let his father's name go down in vain. He also knew he could have any girl he wanted while on the job, bent over his lap like a good girl, but he only wanted one, you. Honestly at first, he hated the idea of killing people, but after being fucked over so many times, his patience ran thin and he did what he had to do. The most important thing to him was his family. He wanted to keep them safe and protected at all cost. This made him realize that he was going to do everything in his power to make sure that happened.

His father left him with a powerful team as well as the names of men he could trust and bring into his gang in the future. Jaebeom always wanted to create deals without any casualties, but with bringing his members with, they always ended up having to kill someone who crossed him. After you came into the picture, he hated the idea of you ever leaving you alone. Despite his dark aura, he had a soft spot for you, and any free time he had, he would have you up against some kind of furniture in his mansion. He’d order his men to conduct the deals without him so that he could be on standby if he was needed. Surprisingly, Jaebeom loved his job. It thrilled him to hear the news from Mark after he had killed an enemy. It was one step closer to destroying his enemies that wanted to take you away from him or harm you.

Mark Tuan

This probably isn’t a surprise. Since Mark is so quiet and patient, he would be the group’s reliable main sniper. He usually wasn’t in the field unless the boss personally requested his appearance to protect him or there was a target the mafia was searching for and Mark needed to camp out to gain information on the individual before killing them. With camping out near a wanted individual, this task could take weeks or even months of patience to accomplish the job properly. Being quiet and focused was something he was taught from a young age and since then, he rarely spoke. He only would take a shot if he knew he would kill the individual, rather than only injuring them. It wasn’t his thing. 

Mark was also known for never missing a shot. He was the best sniper in the mafia since he grew up in the group from a young age. He liked to keep track of the many victims he killed by tattooing dash marks onto his body. It was a symbol of how much he had accomplished while in the mafia and how great of a sniper he was. He took pride in them, always wanting to show them off in sleeveless shirts. Once a target was acquired, he would only load one bullet into the barrel, since that’s all he needed, and would either aim for their head or their heart. Usually a good ole’ head shot was his go to move. After finishing off the job, he would silently smirk to himself before disappearing into the night.

Jackson Wang

With Jackson being such a social individual, it makes sense that he would be the group’s head business operator in regards to business with other mafia groups or others who need help for personal reasons. Business negotiations and plans are his thing and he loves when the payment for the job is a high and mighty amount. A suitcase full of hundred dollar bills is his favorite sight to see. He is also in charge of collecting debts from others. Jackson can have this intimidating look that helps him when threatening others into paying back their debt on time. If said debt is not returned to him personally by a specific date, well then, he has to get his hands dirty. 

Torture and interrogation comes hand and hand, especially when it is related to money or information. He only uses this when a client is very overdue on his payments to the mafia and the boss is sick of dealing with them anymore. That’s when Jackson comes in. He knows the human body and he knows where to hurt it to obtain the maximum amount of pain on an individual. If he’s being honest, it can get messy sometimes if one decides not to comply with his threats. He has pulled countless teeth out and cut off many fingers, so at this point, it doesn’t even phase him at the sight or how people react after. He usually won’t end up killing the individual, but will let his associates finish off the job as long as they gain what is needed. 

Park Jinyoung

It’s no surprise that Jinyoung would be the highly skilled assassin that seduces his prey before ultimately killing them from a fatal poison. With not liking the sight of blood, he would stray away from the messy idea of using guns or knives for his weapon of choice. In a completely sadistic way, Jinyoung would find it fun interacting with his prey before ending them. For women, he would usually seduce them with his good looks and charming attitude, while with men, he would strike up business deals with his fake identification cards to create the sense of credibility one would need to meet a CEO or higher up official to begin such discussions. 

Jinyoung saw assassinating well-known officials as a sport that he could continuously improve on and made him feel that sense of control he wanted over others. His main targets were usually rich middle aged women or men. After seducing them at a bar or restaurant, he would join them in their luxurious suite for more drinks and either converse on business proposals or entice them till they were vulnerable enough to poison their drinks. Once poisoned, it only took about a minute for the poison to circulate through their bloodstream and stop their heart, leaving them unconscious before dying. That’s when he would make his escape, disappearing in a blink of an eye with no footage to prove he was ever there. 

Choi Youngjae

Out of all the members, Youngjae was the best suited to be the medic of the group due to his calm and collected manner. He’s always been a patient guy and knew his medical information from studying in the past, but also learned a lot along the way from being exposed to such a dangerous lifestyle. He didn’t like guns, but in the worst case scenario, he would do what was necessary with the weapons that were available to him. He'd assist on missions, but would always stay in the van unless he was desperately needed outside. Despite being in the mafia, Youngjae hated seeing his members get hurt, especially after making dumb decisions, he was always sure to scold them afterwards. 

Youngjae would even teach the guys how to take care of themselves if he ever wasn't around. This could range from how to stop themselves from bleeding or how to make a brace out of something sturdy until returning to the mansion. Of course he was always going to be there to help, it was more for precautions since he couldn’t go on every single mission. He was also skilled in the art of deadly pressure points and how hitting the in the right manner could instantly kill someone. He learned this from the early days where he used to always join the business deals. He would make sure to inform the others about the best areas on the body to target when trying to keep themselves and others safe from more harm.

BamBam

BamBam loves his gadgets, so being the weapons specialist in the group wasn’t shocking news to anyone. It was a hobby of his to take apart weapons, clean the parts, and reassemble them perfectly in a short time span. It could also come in handy when he was weaponless in a fight and needed to disable the opponent's weapon before they could use it to cause harm to his group or himself. There wasn’t a single weapon that BamBam didn’t know how to use. Any type of gun, blade, or explosive, he was a master of. His weapon of choice was actually a pistol since he was incredible when it came to accuracy, even with pistols being less accurate than rifles. He also knew how to use his surroundings as weapons if he ever lost his or escaped without a weapon on hand. 

With being highly skilled with any weapon, he also was in charge of training others to use different weapons as well as being aware of their surroundings at all times. He was granted this title after excelling at the age of eight from his teacher, and carried on his teachings to others to this day. After an exciting and victorious mission, he would return back to the mansion and clean off the blood of his enemies from his weapons in his workshop with a smirk pressed against his lip. The longer the cleaning time took, the more successful he felt for conquering his enemies and those who opposed him and the mafia. 

Kim Yugyeom

If Jaebeom wanted someone dead, his go to guys were Mark or Yugyeom since both were skilled killers. Jaebeom had met Yugyeom one day in the middle of a brawl and adored his combat skills. That’s when he knew he needed Yugyeom on his team. Jaebeom kept his eye on Yugyeom for a while and picked up on his rough situation, which is why he was so thankful to have Yugyeom agree so quickly and immediately get into work. Yugyeom began training others on how to fight like he did and showed them new self-defense moves, especially showing these to the boss’s lover, per Jaebeom’s request. He loved everything about fighting. He loved hearing the grunts and groans of his enemies as well as their cracking bones when he clocked them perfectly. It sounded like a song to his ears.

Yugyeom usually would join Jackson in interrogation and loved being by his side, either telling him what to do or doing it himself. It trilled him to see others in pain or on the brink of death since they couldn’t spill the information needed. The thing with Yugyeom was that he was so fast that no one would see him coming. That’s why he was best suited as a hitman. Even in the midst of all hell breaking loose, he would just sneak by in a blink of an eye, never failing to miss his intended target. He got the most joy after capturing a picture of the enemy and sending it to his boss to let him know that his work was done successfully. 

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[milfgyuu]

@sxfterhearts  asked:

hello lana 👋💞 i saw that you've opened your requests for fake texts!! the bambam mafia drabble you wrote was really memorable for me 🥺 is it possible for us to please get a sneak peak of the got7 mafia group chat before you release your mafia project? 👉👈 perhaps something lighthearted, like one of the maknaes making a silly mistake 🤭 thank you for opening your requests and i hope you'll have fun creating the fake texts 😚🥰💓

Hello little angel! 🥰 Can I tell you how happy I am that you requested something from the upcoming mafia series like 😍😍😍 I LOVE YOU!! ❤️😘🥰

For reference: These texts are based off characters in my upcoming GOT7 Mafia series! Princess and Baby are two fem oc’s that will be featured! 😎

🔥Fake Text Requests

OT7 gc [GOT7] from upcoming mafia series!

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[mafia-nct]

GOT7 Mafia AU: Their S/O Getting Insulted

Genre: mafia au!, angst.

Warning: swearing, violence, mentions of blood.

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Jaebum:

They’ve been in the meeting room for hours, planning their next mission. Everything needed to be executed perfectly and knowing your boyfriend; no one was getting out of that room until they memorised every detail of the plan.

You knocked on the door and opened it.

“I bare gifts!” You said motioning to the bags of snack you carried in your hands.

A small smile appeared on Jaebum’s face. You placed the bags on the table and made your way to your boyfriend.

He hugged you, hiding his face in your neck. “Thank you,” he whispered, “we needed a little break!”

“Welcome Jae!” You whispered back

“Yo boss,” screamed one of the new recruits, “where did you get a bitch like that? These snacks are dope!”

Every head turned to him, the atmosphere in the room dropped and Jaebum let go of you. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and narrowed his eyes at his new recruit.

“I’m sorry, what did you just call my girlfriend?” Barked Jaebum

The recruit turned white realizing his mistake.

“He called her a bitch Jae!” Answered BamBam.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” Your boyfriend turned towards two of his closest crewmembers. “Jackson, Mark I believe you know what to do!”

The two men nodded. Jackson grabbed the recruit by the collar dragging him out of the room as he pleaded mercy.

Mark:

He threw one knife after the other. He didn’t understand why Jaebum wanted him to learn how, but he had to follow orders. He’d been in the practice room for what felt hours. He’d only hit his target once every 20 knifes thrown and even then, he didn’t hit exactly where he wanted. He was getting frustrated.

A group of recruits entered the room, never seeing him due to the fact that he was at the far end. They were loud, he hated that, but it made his job easier. He could eavesdrop on them without paying attention.

“Victoria’s Secret angels are the hottest women on this planet hands down!”

“I agree!”

“Nah bro.”

“Alright then, who do you think is hot?”

“Honestly, Mark’s girl is pretty tight.”

Mark’s head snapped towards the recruit as he continued.

“She’s sexy as hell and I’m sure she can take it. If you know what I mean!”

Mark’s grip on the knife in his hand tightened; his knuckles turning white. He didn’t even think as he aimed and threw the knife hitting the recruit in the shoulder. Exactly where he wanted.

The recruit screamed in pain as his friends looked in the direction of where the knife was thrown.

Mark got out of the shadows. “Next time, I’ll aim for your head. Now, go tell Youngjae how you got injured.”

Jackson:

“Where the hell is Yugyeom?” He wondered out loud.

Jaebum just assigned him a new mission and he needed the youngest to be his getaway driver. He looked everywhere but he couldn’t find Yugyeom anywhere. He decided to go to the headquarters’ recruits’ training center. Maybe Yugyeom was teaching something to the recruits.

“Yo,” he heard somebody say on the other side of the door, “Jackson’s girl is so fine. I’d do her anytime any day, if you know what I mean!”

He recognized that voice immediately. It was that stupid new recruit who thought he was better than everybody else.

Jackson didn’t waste anytime after hearing that comment. He threw the door opened and spotted the recruit. He marched towards him and grabbed him, with one hand, by the neck only to slam him in a wall.

“What the fuck did you just say?” Spat Jackson

The recruit couldn’t answer; Jackson was, after all, strangling him. The recruit was turning red. He grabbed Jackson’s arm but Jackson’s grip only tightened.

“Jackson let him go.” Said Jinyoung who was only in the room because he heard the commotion.

Jackson leaned towards the recruit’s ear. “I’m going to make your life a living hell.” He whispered before dropping the recruit on the ground.

Jinyoung:

“So, apparently, my wife looks like a nice fuck toy.” Said Jinyoung sitting in his chair behind his desk.

“No, no, no that’s not what I meant!” Panicked the recruit on the other side of the desk.

Jinyoung raised his hand stopping him. “No need to explain yourself buddy. Mark heard everything. And not to be that guy, but I trust Mark way more than I trust your dumbass.”

The recruit’s head dropped.

“Here’s what’s going to happened.” Started Jinyoung. “You and I are going to take a trip to the station and I’m going to put you behind the bars.”

“What for? I didn’t do anything!”

Jinyoung raised a file in the air. “That’s not what this file says. It says that you were spotted selling drugs and weapons on the streets. What an amateur! Not only do I have evidence that you did, I, also, have witnesses.”

“But I never did!” Screamed the recruit.

Jinyoung got up and grabbed the recruit pulling him up. He put the recruit’s hands behind his back and handcuffed them.

“Between you and me, who do you think they’re going to believe pal? The sergeant of the organized crime division or some random crook who’s already been arrested once for drug possession?”

A silence felt the room.

Jinyoung leaned towards the recruit. “Check mate bitch.”

Youngjae:

He was removing a bullet in a recruit’s leg. You were by his side, helping him. He needed the extra set of hands when it came to those situations; the last time he needed someone he asked Jackson, but he almost fainted.

“Could you pass me the stitching needle love?” Asked Youngjae

You grabbed it and handed it to him.

“It must be nice to have her around here Laughter!” Said the recruit

“What do you mean?” Replied your boyfriend

“Well, she does whatever you say and doesn’t say a word. She’s like your slave, your own little bitch.”

You mouth hanged open; you couldn’t believe the audacity of that guy.

Youngjae stopped what he was doing. He looked at the recruit for a good minute before he stuck his index finger in his wound. The recruit screamed in agony.

“Listen to me you fucktard,” spat Youngjae, “If I catch you calling my girl a bitch one more time, I’ll make sure you end up dying in pure agony. I might even let you bleed on the floor for all I care about. Am I clear?”

The recruit nodded biting his lip.

“Good, now leave. I don’t even want to stitch you up anymore!”

BamBam:

He was used to it really. He should probably stop feeling like this every time it happened. It should roll off his back, but he just couldn’t. You were his girl. He thought that was obvious when you entered the club with him.

He watched you, politely turn down another random dude, from the second floor of the club. He rolled his eyes, but when he stared back at you. The situation was worrying. The guy was being very aggressive towards you, grabbing your arm and trying to pull you in his direction.

BamBam ran down the stairs, almost breaking his leg in the process. This was not happening, especially not under his watch.

“I’m sorry,” he breathed out when he was finally next to you, “I’m pretty sure she doesn’t want to go with you buddy.”

BamBam placed his hand on your back reassuring you.

“Mind your own fucking business skinny and let my girl and I settle this!” Barked the guy

BamBam made a disapproving sound. “Oh man, you just said something that was super incorrect!”

In choc, the guy let go of your arm. BamBam slowly raised your left hand in front of the guy and did the same with his. “See dumbass, we have matching rings. She’s my wife. And this,” he raised his hands in the air, “is my club.”

Your husband looked at two of his bodyguards and with one look they understood. They dragged the guy outside, this guy wasn’t leaving without a few bruises. 

Yugyeom:

He loved to bring you to his races; you brought him some peace on those hectic nights.

He held your hand tightly; he didn’t want to lose you in the crowd, as you two walked to where his car was parked.

“I just want to check something real quick baby.” He said unlocking the car. “Then we’ll go see the other races.”

“Alright.” You replied.

He opened the driver’s door and sat in the seat. He wanted to make sure that their mechanic team did what he asked. He could not afford to lose because some idiot didn’t do their job.

As he was checking his dashboard, he heard someone talk to you.

“Hey pretty ass, what is a beautiful girl like you doing here?”

“Ew,” Yugyeom heard you reply. A small smile appeared on his lips, he loved how straight forward you were, “leave asshole. I don’t want anything to do with you!”

Every thing seemed fine in his dashboard, so he popped the hood of the car to go check if everything was fine there too.

“Listen up you bitch!” The stranger barked. “You’re not going to tell me what to do or I’ll have my guys take care of you!”

That struck a cord in Yugyeom. Who was this guy threatening you with no actual reason? He grabbed his gun from the inside of his jacket and got out of the car.

He pointed his gun at the stranger. “Say that again fucker!”

You slammed your hand on Yugyeom’s chest. “I’ll take care of it”

He looked at you questionably.

“Alright sweetheart!” You yelled. “Bring your guys, I’m so scared of them I’m shaking in my pants. Anyway what do…”

As Yugyeom watched you tell the guy off, he lowered his gun and smiled. He couldn’t believe he was in love with a badass.

#got7 mafia au #got7 reactions #got7 scenarios #got7 drabbles #got7 imagines #got7 group reaction #jackson wang #im jaebum #mark tuan #park jinyoung #choi youngjae #bambam #kim yugyeom

[chicken-fifi]

Forgive and Forget (pt 2) | Mark Tuan (Mafia AU!) Imagine

Pairing: Mafia!Mark Tuan x Wife!Reader; Mafia Boss!Lim Jaebeom x Sister!Reader

Requested by anon: can i have mark tuan!mafia part 2 please?? his wife accept him back, thank youu

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 879 words

A/n: not quite how i feel about my portrayal of mafia aus but i would love to hear what you all think! happy that at least this one get an immediate happy ending....unlike babel...that book is destroying me and i love it. you can find part 1 right here!

Tunes: black clover :):)

It had only been mere weeks since the whole kidnapping ordeal and it genuinely scared you how quickly you were adjusting to your new living situation. While you hadn’t been entirely closed off from the works of the underground world prior to Mark and Jaebeom faking their deaths, it was terrifying being around and exposed to just about everything that was going on behind the scenes. As much as Jaebeom did his best to keep things out of the home, both your and your son’s sake, it wasn’t any feat, with some of the violent aftermath making its presence known more oftentime than not.

Bloodied shirts, bruised skin, tattered jackets, the smell of gunpowder - inadvertently reminding you of the smell of violence - it all seemed to seep into your current life more than you would’ve preferred.

“Mom?” Isak called out, poking his head into your room where you were currently putting away some laundry. “When’s Dad coming home?”

Ah. Then there was Mark. 

While he didn’t live at the house with you guys, he was almost always there, driving Jaebeom up a wall. You had to give it to him though. Mark was trying his hardest to be a present father, and husband, never failing to spend time with the two of you to the best of his ability. It was truly moving to see him putting in as much effort as he was. 

Although that shouldn’t have been surprising to you in the slightest. Even when you were just dating years back and during the first few years of your marriage, he had been like this. Maybe it was the fact that he had so gracefully slipped back into his role as your man and didn’t so much as falter filling his role as a dad. It was hard to hold a grudge when you still loved the man as much as you did, and when he was so clearly doing his best to show you that his feelings for you hadn’t changed, only multiplied tenfold during your time apart. 

“Soon,” you responded softly, looking over at him as you folded a shirt. You hoped at least.

Isak went to say something when he heard the front door open and ran towards it giggling the entire way. As much as you figured it would be fine to allow him to wander to the front door to greet whoever had just arrived, you had absolutely no idea what condition they were in. Tossing aside the jeans you were now holding, you rushed out of the room, just barely managing to catch up to Isak and grab his arm just before he could reach the foyer.

And thank the heavens you made the choice you did because there stood a battered Mark being held up by a nearly unscathed Jaebeom. Your eyes widened taking in your struggling husband but pulled yourself together enough to address Isak, managing to convince him to go play in his room ( bribes were a parents best friend after all in time of great need ). With him gone, you rushed the two of them further into the living room, trying your best to find where Mark hurt the most to begin treating him as best as you could.

“I’m fine,” Mark groaned as your hands danced over his body. “Really, I’m fine.”

“You’re not fine!” you scolded. “Jaebeom, bring me the first aid kit.”

Not questioning you, Jaebeom rushed off to get the kit. You helped Mark get out of his shirt, wincing as you saw the number of bruises that were starting to bloom on his skin. And…were those burns?

“What happened?” you asked, pulling away slightly, taking the kit as Jaebeom offered it to you. “Go keep Isak distracted while I patch him up.”

With Jaebeom gone, Mark relaxed a bit only wincing when the alcohol stung a bit too hard in particular scrapes. “We were supposed to only do a routine weapons trade with a gang not far from here. They thought they could get away with more than they bargained for. Tried to blow up the whole pier.”

“You covered Jaebeom, didn't you,” you interrupted. Mark looked away from you. “You can’t make stupid decisions like that anymore, Mark! You have a son who practically idolizes you now that you’re in his life. And if you were to actually die this time…I don’t know what I would do with myself.”

Mark’s hands cupped your face, lifting it to look at his own. The pads of his thumbs wiped away the tears that you hadn’t realized had even fallen.

“Don’t cry,” Mark begged. “Don’t cry. Not for me. I can’t stand to see you cry.”

“How can I not? You mean too much for me to lose, again.”

Mark swore he felt his heart shatter at your words. Instead of saying anything he ignored the pain as he pulled you up and into his arms, holding you close to him. Neither of you said another word, there wasn’t any need to. Your actions alone spoke volumes all on their own. It was clear that you’d made your decision on taking him back. Taking your whole life back, even if it was no longer the same as before. You’d already forgiven and forgotten everything.

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[harryhooksgazebos267]

Broken Trust~ Part 17

Paring: Bang Chan x reader; Mark Tuan x reader(arranged marriage)

Genre: Mafia au, angst, little bit of everything honestly

Warnings: Cursing, mafia life shizzle

MASTERLIST

“Y/n,” Chan calls out while walking over towards you.

“I can’t believe you’re actually here.”

“Oh come on, when have I been known to miss a good party,” He jokes.

You swallow harshly, looking away from Chan.

“Chan I don’t really know what you want me to say to you. I’m well aware that Blackpink already told you that it was my decision to pick Mark and that I’m not going to change my mind.”

“It might have been your decision but it was a dumb one that makes zero sense. You don’t have a good reason to side with him,” He said with a shrug.

“And I don’t have a good reason to side with you.”

Chans smirk faltered for a moment, not expecting you to say that.

“I don’t understand what isn’t making sense to you, I already told the pinks that I love Mark so of cou-”

You were cut off by Chan dying of laughter. You kind of just stood there with a blank stare as he laughed like a madman.

“I’m...I’m sorry y/n, it’s just...that was a really funny joke you said.”

“Chan I’m not joking.”

“Baby, what’s the point in keeping this little act up, I already know you’re lying. Now, why don’t you just stop messing around, and we can leave and go back home.”

"I already told you I’m not leaving Mark. He’s my fiancé and I’m not taking back my decision.”

“Aren’t I technically still your fiancé too? I mean we never did officially end things,” He counters.

I mean...he isn’t wrong.

“Chan listen, whatever we had is in the past and it’s time for you to let it go. I think that it would be best for everyone if you just stopped while you’re ahead of yourself. I’m sorry you wasted your time coming here,” You say turning around to walk back inside but you stop in your tracks when Chan calls out to you.

“Y/n, you were wearing a microphone.”

“What?” You asked him a little confused, turning back around.

"That day in the warehouse, when we first came into the room, you still had your microphone on.”

“But I broke it?”

“Yeah, you broke it after Mark whispered in your ear. Just cause he was whispering doesn’t mean the mic didn’t pick it up.”

You try to think back to what Chan was talking about when it hits you.

“I said get your hands off of her,” Chan repeats a little harsher.

Mark rolls his eyes while turning his attention back to you.

“So who is it gonna be, me or him?” Mark says as he pulls you closer to him.

“If you pick me, I promise you I won’t kill him,” He whispers into your ear which of course, just makes Chan angrier.

"You know at the time, I didn’t know what he was whispering. I kind of just assumed it was some lewd comment and after the fact I didn’t really think about it. Over the month that you’ve been gone I just kept replaying everything in my head and I couldn’t figure out what made you pick him over me. Then it hit me, it had to have been whatever he whispered to you. Honestly, I’m a little embarrassed I didn’t connect the dots sooner but as soon as I figured it out, I got Changbin to pull up the audio recording we had on your mic,” He explained.

Boy oh boy did you feel stupid.

“I’m such a damn idiot,” You mutter to yourself, shaking your head.

“Yeah you are,” Chan agrees, causing you to shoot him a dirty look.

“Oh shut up, I was just trying to keep you safe,” You confess with an eye roll.

Chan walks over to you and pulls you into a hug.

“You know, I appreciate the thought but honestly, I think that was the dumbest decision you’ve ever made. A month. You’ve wasted an entire month with Mark over a stupid promise that doesn’t even matter.”

“You’re making it sound worse than it is.”

“No I’m not! Do you know how angry I was when I found out the real reason? I honestly wanted to come get you as soon as I found out but Lisa and Felix thought it would be a better idea if we just waited.”

“I’m glad you did Mark hardly lets me out of his sight, I doubt you would have even been able to talk to me,” You respond.

“Jihyo told us how overbearing he had been. Still, I would have found a way to have gotten you out safely.”

“I missed you,” you say while pulling back slightly so you could look up into Chan’s eyes.

“I missed you too.”

After a few seconds, Chan leans forward and captures your lips with his.

“Y/n?” You hear a voice call out, causing you to tense up and break the kiss.

“Mark?” You asked confused as to why this man was out here.

“So much for Jihyo keeping a lookout,” You hear Chan mutter beside you.

“What are you doing here?” Mark asks Chan, shooting daggers at him.

“I’m here to take y/n back home with me,” Chan stated as if it was the most obvious thing.

“Her home isn’t with you Christopher and you know that.”

“Christopher? Woah calm down Jamala don’t whip out my real name,” Chan mocked, making you hold back your laughter.

Not an appropriate time to laugh.

“Now, if you could kindly fuck off my fiancée and I will be taking out leave,” Chan stated with a shit eating grin on his face as he pulled you closer to him, resting his arm on your shoulder.

“Your fiancée? You have to be kidding me, you’re the one who left her all alone and now you want to claim that she’s yours? Unbelievable. She’s not going anywhere with you.” Mark scoff.

“I don’t believe that’s really your decision to make Tuan.”

“Oh but it’s yours? I don’t understand why you’re even here, she picked me not you.”

“Only because she was trying to keep me safe! What pride do you have in forcing her to stay with you when she was trying to protect another man?”

Mark shifted his gaze from Chan to you while shaking his head.

“Y/n, let’s go.”

You don’t move.

“I said let’s go!” Mark yells, anger radiating off of him.

“She doesn’t want to go with you.”

“I wasn’t talking to you now was I?”

Chan laughed bitterly at his comment yet kept his mouth shut.

“Y/n listen to me. If you come with me now, I’ll forget this even happened. I still keep my promise as long as you keep yours.”

“I’m not going with you.”

“What?”

“I said I’m not going with you. Mark, I really do think we could’ve been good friends and maybe even more under different circumstances but you know I just don’t feel that way about you. Forcing me to stay with you isn’t going to change that fact and I think it’s time that you let it go. That you let me go.”

“Are you serious? Mark asked in disbelief, biting the inside of his cheek.

He opened his mouth again but before he could, Hyunjin hit him on the back of his head knocking him out cold.

“Hyunjin, I told you to leave the bat in the van,” Chan scolded with a little laugh.

Hyunjin shrugged before giving you one of his famous smiles. Felix and the pinks came out soon after, looking a little out of breath.

“What the fuck did you guys just do that has you out of breath?” You questioned, raising your eyebrow.

“Nothing too serious, just a little distraction but we should probably hurry up and get out of here,” Lisa said with an innocent smile.

You jump a little as you hear a loud boom go off.

“Yeah yeah we should really hurry up and leave,” Lisa said again, ushering everyone back to the van they had come in.

Jennie was driving with Hyunjin in the passenger's seat. The rest of the girls sat in the middle row while Felix, Bang Chan, and you sat in the very back.

“One hell of a party am I right?” Rosé said, pulling a rice cake out of her bra while doing a little dance as she ate it.

“Oh do you have anymore?” Jennie asked while glancing in the rearview mirror.

Rosé looked down her dress before shaking her head no.

“Sorry, I must have eaten them all.”

“Well in that case, what do you guys want from Mcdonalds? A bitch is hungry.”

A/N: This literally sat in my drafts for almost 3 months because I couldn’t figure out how to end this so ignore the bed ending, we are just gonna act like this chapter is good :D

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How it all began (Explains how y/n and Chan met and takes place after this chapter but before chapter 18...feel free to skip if you wish though)

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[winter-dayz]

(Not a) Gangster Life

Pairing: Mark Tuan x Reader (ft. Kunpimook Bhuwakul & Lim Jaebeom) Mafia AU; Established Relationship Genre: Fluff Words: 1083 Warnings: strong language

“So... you’re in a gang?” Y/N asked with a cocked brow, holding the gun away from her like a dead fish. She looked between him and the weapon with a neutral face.

Mark rubbed the back of his neck, unsure of how to respond. He vowed he would always tell her the truth. All the sins he’s committed; all the bad shit he’s done in his life, but he swore he would never lie to her. He just never expected her to find out.

“Um… A mafia actually.” He paused, glancing around the room nervously. “The– uh– The triad.”

“Ah.” Y/N said simply and placed the gun back onto his desk. “Okay, well, can you put that away properly? Eric is coming over for movie night.”

Mark’s brows furrowed at his girlfriend. “You don’t care?”

“Are you going to kill me?”

“What!? No, of course not.”

“I’m not a target? Our relationship is real, and you actually love me?”

“Yes, baby.” Mark smiled, coming to wrap his arms around Y/N.

She shrugged and pecked his lips, “Then, no, I don’t care.”

He hugged her tightly to his chest, and she nuzzled closer. How did he luck out with such a beautiful, down-to-earth, funny woman in his life? One that loves him regardless of who he is and what he does.

“You still need to tidy up.”

“Of course, babe.”

~

“So when are you going to introduce me to ‘the guys?’” Y/N asked.

“Huh?” Mark chuckled, “That’s a bit out of nowhere.” It really was. Y/N had known he was a member of the triad for a little over a month now, and she hadn’t mentioned it since.

He felt her shrug, but she remained quiet for a few more minutes. “You didn’t answer my question.”

“Why do you want to meet them?”

“Why wouldn’t I? You work together.”

Mark’s eyes narrowed, and he simply hummed in response.

“So… is that a no to meeting them?”

“I’ll think about it,” he finally sighed in concession.

The two cuddled on the couch, watching their show in peace. When the next ad break popped up, Y/N readjusted her position to glance up at Mark.

“Are they as handsome as you are?” She giggled seeing his eyes narrow.

His tongue poked in his cheek, and he rolled his eyes. “If that’s why you actually wanted to meet them then I’m definitely not introducing you.”

Y/N giggled as Mark huffed in annoyance. “You’re so cute when you’re jealous.” She leaned up and gave his nose a small kiss. “I really do just want to meet them since you work together. They’re responsible for your safety every day. I want to make sure you’re in good hands. That’s all.”

Mark smirked, squeezing his arms around his girlfriend. “Uh-huh, sure.”

“It’s true!” Y/N laughed before Mark started tickling her sides.

~

The song changed, and BamBam jumped up from their booth excitedly. He grabbed Y/N’s hand shouting back to Mark that he was stealing his girl to go dance. Mark laughed, sliding out of his own spot to walk towards the edge of the triad’s VIP balcony. He leaned over, keeping a watchful eye on his girlfriend and friend party in the club.

A couple weeks had passed, and slowly but surely, Mark kept his word on introducing Y/N to the guys. After their initial shock at how relaxed she was when it came to their underground world, they quickly took a liking to her. The guys all claimed her as one of their own and promised Mark to keep her safe anytime she was around. BamBam, in particular, became very close with Y/N. He teased that his ultimate goal was to replace Eric Nam as her best friend. Her response was simply, “Keep taking me on shopping sprees, and you just might.”

Mark smiled down at the two as they laughed and danced in the mass of people. His brow furrowed when he saw some stranger grab his girlfriend’s ass. Mark bristled, ready to go down and defend her, but stopped himself when she turned around and slapped the man.

He heard a scoff next to him, noticing that one of the low-ranking grunts had walked over. “If the bitch didn’t want to get touched, she shouldn’t be dressed like that.”

“Excuse me?” Mark’s eyes widened, his face reddening in anger. “What did you just say?”

The guy laughed, oblivious to Mark’s short-temper and protectiveness. “She’s totally a slut. She’s asking for it.”

Without a second thought, Mark readjusted his rings and punched the grunt square across the jaw. The man fell to the ground with a thud, and before he could get up, Mark had grabbed the front of his shirt. He would’ve kept swinging, but he felt a hand pulling him back.

“Whoa, whoa! What’s going on here?” JB looked between his friend and personnel.

Mark let go of the man’s shirt, roughly tossing him back towards the ground. “He called Y/N a slut. Said she was asking to get fucking groped.”

JB’s eyebrows raised, and he nodded twice with pursed lips. He squatted down, looking into the grunt’s face. “You ever speak about that girl like that… No, scratch that. You ever speak about that girl at all again. I’ll kill you myself. Understood?”

~

“What time did you say they’d be here?” Y/N asked, coming out of the kitchen.

“Hmm… Not until around six.” Mark hummed, staring intensely at his laptop.

Y/N passed him, pulling her shirt over head, “Well, I’m going to shower then. Do you want to join, babe?”

Mark glanced up from his work and groaned, “I really, really want to, but I have to finish this…”

“Okay, if you change your mind, you know where I’ll be…” Y/N turned around briefly, narrowing her eyes at Mark. His eyebrows raised, wondering why she was looking at him like he was in trouble. “There is ice cream in the freezer. It is cookies n’ cream. It is for the brownies I made for the boys tonight. I’ll know if you touch it before then, and there will be hell to pay. Do you understand me?”

He burst laughing, his half-naked girlfriend standing there unamused. “You know, I’m the one who’s a gangster, right?”

Y/N rolled her eyes, turning away, “You said you were in the triad. Not a gangster.” He chuckled again as she walked down the hallway. “I’m serious about not touching the desserts!”

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[loveofvernonslife]

Happy birthday to my favorite hood ass kpop idol🤪, thanks for being who you are, for arguing with the other trainees while not even being fluent in the language 😂😂, also thanks for not killing Bambam. I hope your day was amazing 🤗 and your officially 27/28. I love you Mark Tuan🥰 and Thank you for allowing me to be a Ahgase 🥳.

P.s. As a proud Ahgase and got7 being my ult, we got three more birthdays coming up so just be expecting a lot this month. Along with me being a stay so be on the 👀 out 😗✌🏾

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