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167. Ha Sungwoon Mafia AU

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your uncle had always been involved in 101 for as long as you could remember

· and your grandfather as well

· your father was a member, but your family lived in a different city, so he wasn't as involved

· however, around the same time that you started high school, your uncle informed your dad that he was wanted back in the city

· so it was decided that you and your dad would move in with your uncle, and you'd go to high school there

· basically, your uncle owned an auto-repair shop that was in charge of repairing 101′s vehicles

· your father and your uncle worked there full-time, and you'd go to school during the day and help out around the shop doing office work and such on the weekends and after school

· one saturday, your dad/uncle had to leave to go deliver parts somewhere, and you stayed behind to just watch the shop

· this hella nice up sports car pulls up, blasting music loudly

· and you kind of peer out of the office curiously, watching as quite possibly the hottest guy you've ever seen gets out, striding confidently towards the office

· he seems surprised to see you

· "where's (y/d/n)?"

· "sorry, he's out right now, how can i help you?" you said politely, turning towards him.

· he laughed, gesturing towards the car and shrugging

· "unless you can swap my tires out, i don't think you can help me, babygirl"

· you kind of glared at him, getting up onto your feet and grabbing your dad's toolbox

· "i'm not your babygirl" you snapped, marching over to the car and positioning the wheel wedges before getting to work

· it took you about half an hour to change all four tires, and when you returned back to the office, the guy was lounging in one of your chairs, sipping instant coffee from a paper cup

· "you're pretty good with cars, babygirl" he smirked, setting the coffee down on the table

· "yeah, no shit," you replied, taking a seat and punching the info into the cashier "that'll be $200″

· sungwoon grinned, taking his time to stand up lazily

· "oh no, babygirl," he tugged his suit jacket sleeve up to reveal the 101 tattoo curling around his wrist. "for me, it's free"

· you glared up at him, watching him sweep out of the office and back to his shiny car in a cloud of arrogance and expensive cologne

· he came back to the shop fairly frequently, each time with a different expensive car

· you learn his name, sungwoon, and that he's actually a pretty important member of 101

· one time you asked your uncle why he fucked up so many cars

· "he's the getaway man, (y/n)," your uncle chuckled, patting your head

· "getaway man?" you asked, frowning

· "that kid's the best driver i've seen in a long time," your father mused, shaking his head in amusement

· both your dad and uncle were involved in the underground racing scene when they were younger, so you know that kind of compliment means a lot coming from him

· you know sungwoon is bad news, but you can't help the way your heart seems to speed up whenever he stops by with another car

· one night, you're closing shop when he rolls in, the rear of the car smashed in

· "oh my god, sungwoon, are you okay?" you rush over to him, checking to make sure he isn't injured

· "aw, is my babygirl worried about me?"

· you ignore the nickname, having gotten used to it, instead dragging him inside and sitting him down

· "what happened?"

· sungwoon shrugged, letting you carefully push his hair back to check his forehead for any scratches or bruises

· "i was racing, and some guys weren't too happy that i drift more hardcore than them"

· you frown down at him, flicking him on the forehead

· "you got into a wreck because you couldn't manage your own pride?"

· you'd carefully hold his hair up away from his forehead, applying a small bandaid to the cut on his forehead

· sungwoon reached up to settle his hands on your hips, smiling slyly up at you

· you realized the position you were in, standing in between his open legs, him leaning back in his chair

· "babygirl, you really do care about me" he said softly, smiling up at you

· he pulled you down gently, pressing a kiss to your lips

· you let yourself get pulled into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck as the kiss got deeper

· "stop calling me babygirl"

· "you know you love it"

· and secretly you do,,,

· but you'd never tell him that lol

· sungwoon would constantly ensure that you're safe and out of harm's way

· but you're always around your dad or uncle so he really doesn't need to worry that much

· your dad is like super ecstatic that you're dating THE sungwoon, while your uncle's like

· ",,,yah, hyung, that's your daughter, aren't you supposed to be more protective?"

· "it's hA SUNGWOON, THE BEST DRIFTER IN TOWN"

· sungwoon stay calling u babygirl

· picks you up from school in an expensive sports car always and embarrasses the hell out of you

· fast food dates at 1am

· yall cute af

· calling you after a particularly hard night at work, and sneaking into your room, falling asleep cuddled together under your blankets

· your uncle finding you and just sighing

· his favorite thing in the world would be taking you for night drives

· and makes special playlists for you to listen to during them

· cars and you, the two loves of his life

· looking over at you from the driver's seat, seeing you asleep, curled up underneath his jacket, he would just know that you're the one he wants to be with for the rest of his life