Eight tales of the heart| Stray Kids x Reader Mafia au

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~Y/N's pov~

"Alright everyone, time leave! Have a great day!" Mr.Gyosu announced, packing his things up as well.

I hurriedly packed up my things and I felt a pair of hands wrap around my waist. Thinking it was Nam-yong I groaned.

"What do you want, babe?" I asked scrunching up my nose.

"Babe? That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me!"

That's not Nam-yong? I quickly turned around and saw Lee know smirking like an idiot.

"Minho, don't scare me like that!"

"Sorry Y/N."

He let go of my waist and laughed.

"Hey Y/N, would you like to come with me to this new pastry that just opened up? I heard that they have amazing cheesecake!"

"Well-"

"Ask Jisung to go with you. He loves cheesecake!"

An arm wrapped around my shoulder. I rolled my eyes immediately knowing who it was.

"Oh yeah, just ask Jisung. He'd love to go." I said through greeted teeth.

I really wanted to go to that pastry shop with Minho. But with Nam-yong being a jealous asshole, I can't go, and that's final. Minho looked at me and Nam-yong with a suspicious look.

"I already asked Jisung and he can't come. He has some... important business to attend to." Minho stated looking up in thought.

"Then just go by yourself!" Nam-yong said obviously annoyed.

Nam-yong pulled me by my arm out of the classroom.

"Slow down, you're hurting me!" I yelled snatching my hand away from Nam-yong.

Nam-yong turned around and scoffed.

"Maybe you forgot, so let me remind you. You're mine!"

"Well duh! You basically own me after you found out about my dad!"

"Y/N that's not what I meant!"

"Oh really? Then what do you mean?"

"I mean you're not going to that new pastry shop with Minho!"

"But why?! He was just being friendly-"

"He was asking you on a date!"

"EW! He was not! You're just trying to control me like everyone else in my life."

I quickly walked off and headed out the door.

•At home•

I opened the door to my house and saw my step mom and my dad sitting on the couch.

"Oh...hey brat." My step mother greeted.

"Hey..." I muttered.

I went upstairs to my room and plopped down on my bed. I sighed and took out my phone.

3 message from "Nam-yong 🙄"
16 from "The 9 Crackheads"

"The 9 Crackheads? What the-oh! Them."

I opened up the message and saw random numbers in the group chat.(I know Y/N don't have their numbers yet but I put their contact names in there already so it won't get confusing.)

Freckles🐥
Heyyy

Catman😾
'the 9 Crackheads'?
Catman😾
Really?