The Mafia King ||Taekook Mafia Au|| COMPLETED✔

Chap 01: Kim Taehyung

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Third pov

Kim Taehyung, a college graduate who now lives in Seoul. A innocent guy who can be sassy when he wants. A guy who's sexuality is gay but give no fucks what others think of him. A twenty two year old who's jobless but not hopeless. His reason for coming to this city was to get a taste of the city life and in hopes of getting a better education than the ones in his hometown.

Kim Taehyung lives in a apartment within the center end of the city. A place filled with violence but not so much where it's dangerous to live in. If he wanted to, he could have headed back to his hometown where his family lives, but he choose not to. He wants to be able to live on his own and take care of himself. He found it selfish to be dependable on his family than himself.

It was 7:00 a.m. in the morning in the city of Seoul. Taehyung was in bed fast asleep and tired. He spend the entire weekend and week in general, roaming the city in hopes of finding a job where he could support himself. Unsuccessfully he failed. He used to work at a coffee shop in the city but due to some difficulties the staff had to be cut so that meant he was jobless.

It's been two weeks since that incident, and Taehyung's money is drying up. He needs to find a job fast and soon, are else he'll be living on the streets.

His eyes fluttered open, almost forcing them too. He saw the time and sighed. He turned his head in another direction soon drift off to sleep once again. After five minutes of his to be fast a sleep mood, his phone buzz. 

Buzz.

His eyes once again open. He moved his left hand and hovered it over his phone, snatching it up and pulling it towards his face. The caller ID was Baekhyun, his best friend and hyung. He pulled the phone towards his ear and answered the call.

"Hello.." his voice tired as hell.

"Kim Taehyung. Are you sleeping at this hour in the morning!?" The voice yelled from the phone.

"ugh...stop yelling...I can hear you perfectly fine hyung.." Taehyung whined in a groaning and tired tone.

"Sigh...what's wrong? did you find a job?" His hyung asked concerned despite his tone.

".....no.." Taehyung answered defeatedly.

"....meet me at the coffee shop near your apartment district...I have something you might wanna hear.." Baekhyun stated, not letting Taehyung respond and hang up the phone.

Taehyung sighed. 

''wonder what he's gonna tell me?''

***

After Taehyung got dressed and ready to go, he grabbed his house key and phone, now headed towards the destination his hyung told him to be at.

fifteen minute of walking, he was finally there. He looked around to see his hyung seated on a seat around a table with a cup of coffee in hand. His face brighten a little once he saw him.

Ever since Taehyung was attending college, Baekhyun was the only friend he had and person he talked to. The kids there where either too much for him to handle(hot headed) or he just didn't wanted to be around them. They weren't mean to him but he didn't wanted to talk to anyone. Baekhyun was different though. He made it his mission to befriend Taehyung and made it so he could at least have one friend at his new school. Ever since that day, the two were BFFs.

Taehyung sat around the table with his hyung who had a smile plastered on his face. Baekhyun leaded forward and pinched his cheek. 

"Yah! that hurts~" Taehyung whined. Baekhyun smiled not caring of the younger's protest.

 "I don't care, you're just so cute~" Baekhyun comment. 

"Cuter than you right~" Taehyung smirked. Baekhyun of course just chuckled at his words.

"So hyung. you said you wanted to talk to me about something." Taehyung now in a serious tone but not that serious.

Baekhyun now in a more stern tone but genuine and normal.

 "Tae...you said you can't find work anywhere right?...." Baekhyun asked the younger once again, making sure.

"Yeah...it's hard hyung.." Taehyung face sadden.

Baekhyun's face sadden for the younger as well.

"Wanna do the work I do..?"

Taehyung's eyes now shower sparkles in his eyes and it seemed like hope wasn't last.

"y-yes yes i'd love to work.. anything would be fine as long as I could pay my bills." Taehyung let out happily, excited and feels like hope is not lost.

Baekhyun chuckled but soon fade once Taehyung asked what he did for work.

"what's the work about?"

Baekhyun paused for a moment.

"...I work for the mafia..."

There was silence.

"What?!.." Taehyung whispered yell.

"What do you mean hyung..?!"

Sigh.

"It means I work for the mafia king and that's how I get by"

"b-but hyung...aren't the mafia bad people..?" Taehyung asked, voice sadden and confused.

Baekhyun regretting ever mentioning the mafia in their convocation. The only reason why he did it was because he felt sorry for his best friend.

 "I'm sorry for mentioning it.. just forget it.. I just thought I could help at least a little.." Baekhyun's tone sadden, not being able to help his friend in a slightest. Now he might think of him in a bad way as a bad guy.

A hand crept up on the table, holding Baekhyun's left arm. A sincere smile on face and not a lie. "It's okay hyung..I don't think badly of you..I know you had to do what you had to do to survive and you're only telling me this because you want me to be okay as well... don't think I have or dislike one bit just because of what you do for a living.." Taehyung stated towards his friend, eyes staring into his soul as he speaks his mind. A smile on his lips as he looked at his friend with such love.

Baekhyun's mood is now happy once again and not sad. "Thank you, Tae. I really don't deserve you at all" He smiled.

"So..tell me about the job"

***

After Baekhyun explained what he did and how the job worked, Taehyung was taken aback by a milestone. He was an innocent guy who thought the mafia world was only a fantasy and not real. Guess he knew the truth now..Baekhyun went over the rules and such and when he could possibly join.

"So the new hare to the throne his Jeon Jungkook, The new mafia king of the mafia underworld"

"Yes..are you sure you're up for this tae?.."

"What do I have to lose...?"