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198. GOT7 Bambam - The Selfish Conscience I

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Bambam has always been reckless, impulsive and let his heart guide him instead of his brain. That was how he got involved with the mafia, that was how he rescued you from a human trafficking racket. Despite his vast criminal record and skewed sense of morality, he's always been clear about one thing:

Keeping the ones you love safe is more important than vague notions of justice or freedom.

Warnings: Strong language, dark, mentions of human trafficking, being trapped and traumatic experiences. Not for the weak.

Word Count: 6.4k

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The club was dark, crowded and noisy, as it inevitably was on Saturday nights.

You weaved your way through groups of drunken patrons while carefully balancing a tray of drinks and snacks in your hands. It had taken multiple accidents and weeks of experience before you were able to navigate your way amongst clumsy and horny men without dropping anything. You were still traumatized from the time you'd knocked over an extremely expensive bottle of whisky. It was lucky that the club's owner, Jackson Wang, didn't care enough to take it out of your paycheck; he was simultaneously both a wonderful employer as well as a rather careless one.

"Your drinks, gentlemen," you announced softly as you reached one of the private VIP rooms at the front end of the club. It was the special room; one that was permanently reserved for Jackson Wang and his guests. Jackson hadn't arrived yet but he'd sent word ahead for his guests to be taken care of. The two men were well-dressed and carried a large briefcase with them. It was clearly a business deal. "One whisky and one rum with coke. Is there anything else I can assist you gentlemen with? Perhaps you would like some of our hostesses to keep you company?"

One of the men looked up at you. "No thank you, we prefer to be alone. Do you know when Mr. Wang will arrive?"

"He usually comes by at eleven pm, sir. If you would like, I can call and enquire for you."

"That would be nice, thank you."

"Please do not hesitate to press the buzzer in case you require anything else. I hope you enjoy your drinks," you told them, before stepping out of the room and closing the door behind you. You let out a deep sigh and slumped against the wall for a moment. Dealing with Jackson's high-profile guests always made you a little nervous. Even a small mess-up could have consequences for the entire gang in such delicate matters.

As you folded the tray under your arm, your phone buzzed in your pocket and you checked it quickly. It was a text from Bambam and you smiled to yourself as you opened it.

Bammie <3: You doing okay at the club, babe?? I miss you.

You smiled to yourself. It had been a few days since you'd seen Bambam. He had gone on a small trip with Yugyeom to stake out some stolen goods dealers a few towns away. Ever since Im Jaebum's arrest and subsequent release on bail, the mafia leader had been trusting his younger members with more important responsibilities, sending them to places he couldn't go himself because the law enforcement authorities were keeping a constant eye on him. You were proud that Bambam was climbing the ranks at GotSeven, but you hated whenever he had to leave. You typed a response quickly.

You: It's a typical Saturday night, I guess. I miss you too. Aren't you back yet?

Bammie <3: Yeah, just reached. I'm going to go meet Jackson-hyung and then we'll come straight to the club. I'm dying to see you. The weekend alone with Yugyeom was torture. L