The Seven Deadly Alliance

Distri9t

"Babe, is everything alright?" Seungmin placed his cup of coffee down once he saw his lover's face turn into a frown.

"The Triple E-Ment has made their move onto our city. They've planted six bombs around Seoul..." BangChan answered. Seungmin nodded and knew what to do. He got up and called six more people to have a meeting with the leader, BangChan. Distri9t was the fourth mafia group made to protect Seoul. The gang consisted of eight special members. BangChan chose them specifically as he knew everyone's past.

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BangChan was born into a rich family. He lived happily and wasn't spoiled like many rich kids. He was smart and taught many things by his father and mother. He had two twin siblings which were both boys and girls. He was best friends with his personal servant, Seungmin. Seungmin was born into the butler life as his family served the Bang family. He fell deeply in love with his best friend, Seungmin, to his surprised, Seungmin loved him as much as he did. What he didn't know was that his entire family was homophobic. When he told his mother how he had feelings for a certain boy, she slapped him.

"No son of mine will be gay!" She yelled at him.

BangChan was utterly shocked. His mother never slapped him ever and he felt his heart completely shatter. He thought his family would support him no matter what. He thought wrong. His mother told his father that night and since then, Seungmin has acted differently around BangChan. The boy never knew why or what happened to his best friend, or lover. The servant was slowly distancing himself from BangChan, though he promised to tell BangChan if there was a problem, he'd talk to him about it.

"Seungmin, can you sit here?" BangChan asked as he pated a spot next to him on the bed.

The called boy was hesitant before sitting next to the young master. He didn't look into BangChan's eyes as the older did. The younger was panicking as he didn't know what to do once BangChan brought him into a hug. The two missed their touches but there was an unknown force preventing the two. BangChan took in the younger's cinnamon scent as it relaxed him.

"Please, there's something that's bothering you." The silence was broken when BangChan spoke.

There was an uneasy feeling in Seungmin's stomach as it felt like it was twisting into knots. He let out a shaky sigh before responding.

"There's nothing wrong. I'm just busy..." Replied, trying to look into the eyes of the older.

"You know... you've lost a lot of weight... healthy weight, babe." He softly spoke.

"H-How so?" The latter nervously asked.

"You feel cold. You don't feel warm and feel so fragile." BangChan's voice broke while speaking. Tears were brimming his eyes.

"Please, tell me what going on." He hugged the servant tighter.

"I-" Seungmin couldn't even form a sentence when he let out a small pained gasp.

BangChan quickly pulled away. His eyes softened, even more, when Seungmin's eyes were glazed with tears. BangChan looked at where Seungmin's hands gripped onto the white fabric of his shirt. Slowly, the white silky fabric was staining from a light pink to a dark shade of red. Seungmin tried to get up and run out of the room but failed to do so as BangChan pinned him onto the bed.

"Don't move," BangChan said lowly.

Seungmin was shocked and couldn't move, he's never seen BangChan like this. Panic filled Seungmin's senses when BangChan lifted the younger's shirt. There, were slash marks on the pale white skin. BangChan was speechless. He leaned over to hold the younger's hands as the younger cried into them. He was embarrassed by these wounds and ashamed that he couldn't hide them from his lover.