GANGSTA ▪︎ Hwang Hyunjin

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You began pressing in the numbers into the keypad to unlock the door while Hyunjin held onto the boxes of food.

After the walk you were starving, so you were glad you finally managed to get home. You pulled open the door and allowed Hyunjin to go in first before following him inside

"Y/N what to you- who's he?"

Jisung eyes moved between you and Hyunjin.

"Don't tell me you have a boyfriend? I mean I just- wait you look familiar"

Jisung stared at you before grabbing your hand to drag you into a different room.

"Is that Hyunjin!?"

He whispered yelled.

His eyes were wide as he continued to look back into the living room. Hyunjin stood there oblivious to what had been going on.

"You said you hated him, so why is he here? And what about Minho?"

"I ran into him and he offered to help me"

"That doesn't explain why you let him!"

"I had limited options, just let it go for now. Please?"

Jisung nodded, still slightly hesitant. He didn't have any problem with Hyunjin, but he couldn't fully trust him either. He also sensed something wrong with Hyunjin.

He hadn't said anything prior, but last night he talked with Hyunjin. It was only for a drink, but afterwards he recalled nothing.

It felt odd since Jisung wasn't like you. He was a heavy drinker and he actually had great memory. Yet the last thing he remembered when Hyunjin offered to buy him a drink.

The rest is history. This morning he awoke in the clubs bathroom, he had a beer at his sides and most of his belongings spread across the floor.

Nothing was stolen and as far as he knew he was still a virgin. He didn't know how he got there or why, but he had a feeling Hyunjin was involved.

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"That's another one dead"

Minho sighed as he checked the man's pulse.

"Clean this up"

He said pulling off the gloves and throwing them to the floor. He was tired of this. People kept dying in his club and he didn't even know why.

Normally he would let it slide as an accidental death, but this was the 5th one that week. At some point, it could start ruining his reputation. Not that it was great anyways, but he also didn't want to damage it further.

And if it couldn't get any worst he already had people pestering him about it. Bang Chan was already beating down on him and soon Changbin would too.

Everyone had their eyes on him. They were waiting for him to make a mistake and as soon as they catch on he's ruined for life. He needed to fix it all quick; he had to find whoever was after him.

He had some guesses, but nothing to pin point anything. Although if he had to name someone, it would be Hyunjin.

It was the only way things would make since. Someone died the very night Hyunjin was there, each time he's around someone dies.

But yesterday was the only day he actually waked inside.

It didn't make any sense, but nothing ever did.

"Did you get the camera footage?"

"No sir. Everything has either been deleted or damaged"

Everything was getting worst. They were getting nowhere.

It was too early to declare defeat, but at this point he might be his only hope. Of course he didn't want to do this, but what choice did he have?

Someone was murdering people inside own club. It was either this or lose everything.

"Fix what you can and find Felix"

"Sir, but he-"

"Just find him"

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"How's my good old friend?"

Felix smiled as he called out to Minho.

"Perfect"

Minho responded as he took a seat across Felix.

One of Felix's assistants came in placing down two tea cups and filling it with some tea. Minho bowed thankfully as the assistant took their leave.

"I don't think so"

Felix could already tell that something was off the second Minho walked in the room. He was good at analyzing situations, but more importantly Minho never came to visit him.

There were a number of reasons actually. None which were relevant at this point in the time, yet they kept the tension high. Felix already had an idea to why Minho showed up out of nowhere.

Actually he was positive he was correct. That's just how Felix has always been.

It set him far apart from any other Mafia in South Korea. He was the king.

Everyone feared him for that very reason.

"I need your help-"

Minho admitted looking down.

"Someone is out to get me"

"You mean Hyunjin, right?"

Felix grinned as he watched Minho avoid all eye contact. Minho nodded still unable to even look at Felix.

Despite that, Felix knew the solution. He had been dying to do this for months. He had been deprived from this for far too long.

"Don't worry, I'll get rid of him right away"