Mafia Fanboy || Jeon Jungkook ✓

1: My Idol

Jungkook's POV

I yawned and walked over to the main door lazily after hearing the doorbell ringing for the thirtieth time now. I groaned and harshly opened the door only to find Jimin glaring at me.

"What the fuck were you doing? I have been ringing on you for so long!" he screamed at me and nudged my shoulders before entering my penthouse. I yawned and stretched my back, completely ignoring his nagging early in the morning.

I bent down and took the parcel lying down in front of my door and smiled in delight seeing that my order is successfully delivered to me. I quickly returned to the couch and kept the box on the coffee table.

Jimin jumped beside me sensing my excitement but I cannot stop myself from opening the box now. I quickly took the tape off, then opened the box, removed the bubble wrap, and threw it away, not before popping some bubbles obviously. 

Then my eyes glittered seeing the thing I ordered. I took out the plushie and hugged it tightly while grinning sheepishly and closing my eyes. I heard Jimin scoffing at me but I couldn't care less.

"You again bought another cartoon plushie?" He asked and I glared at him. "What do you mean by a cartoon? It is a webtoon! It is similar to comics but in a digitalized way! It shows the stories of real humans not round-headed cartoons like Doraemon. I mean I like Doraemon . . . but both are different and this is unlike any other cartoon that kids watch. This is the most famous and trending, Mafia comic in the world!" I protested while hugging the plushie.

"Aren't you a Mafia King? Almost reaching 30? Why are you this soft over comics?" He questioned and it was my turn to scoff at him. "Am I a Mafia King at my home as well? I am just Jeon Jungkook, the fanboy of Gangster High!"

"Gangster High? What is that?" He asked and I grinned at him evilly. "The top trending webtoon in the world! And of course, it has to be one of the works of my favorite writer." I replied, proudly.

"It sounds like a drama series to me though," Jimin said but I kept the plushie beside me and looked at him with a straight face. 

"It is going to be adapted into a drama series later as well. All of Pomme's works are adapted into movies and dramas. 'Hot blooded', 'Bad guys', 'Tomb of River', 'King of Prison', 'Killer and Healer'-" 
"Yeah, yeah. I understood." Jimin complained rolling his eyes.

"Pomme is awesome, right?" I asked and he nodded. "Must be an old retired gangster who was a great artist, trying to tell his mafia stories to the world." He said and I shook my head vigorously.

"No, she is a girl. She is younger than us. Even younger than me." I said, disagreeing with his statement about my idol. "How do you know that?" He asked.

I took the plushie from the couch and ran over to my study room. Well, of course, I don't study anymore so I changed it into a room where I collect all the merchandise and books of my favorite writers. 

It is mostly filled with Pomme's works though but there are other writers as well. If someone visits this room they will think that it is 95% Pomme's comics and 5% others.

But . . . Pomme is a genius writer. I can't help it! Duh!

Coming back to why I came here for. I held the 'Drug Hunter' comic from the bookshelf and ran back to Jimin. "Look at her. This is Pomme." I said while opening the cover of the comic and showing him the picture of the very beautiful and extremely genius writer in the world, Pomme.

He looked at the picture of Pomme in the 'From the writer' section page as soon as we open the cover and nodded. "She looks young and good though." He said with a smirk and I took the book from his grip.

"Just 'good'? She is gorgeous! She is a genius." I said and he sighed before shaking his head. "Listen, Uncle Jeon wants to meet with you. So I am here to take you back to the mansion. Let's go and do our lunch there." He said and I nodded.

"What does he want to talk to me though?" I asked Jimin who shifted uncomfortably. "Umm...why don't we just go there and hear it from him." He said and I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Jimin . . ." I pressed him but he stood up while exhaling deeply. "It's hot in here," he said and walked out of the living room while leaving me in suspicion. 

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I walked into the mansion beside Jimin who was walking into it as well. My eyes landed on the living room and a bright smile reached my lips. "You all are here!" I cheered while looking at my five friends or more like brothers in front of me.

"We are!" Jin said. I took off my sunglasses and ran my tattooed fingers through my wavy black hair. I fixed my suit jacket and walked over to them.

I sat next to Namjoon, resting my other arm on the armrest of the huge sofa. Jimin sat between Taehyung and Yoongi. Hoseok and Jin sitting next to each other on the other couch.

"Why are all of us here though? Do you have any idea?" Yoongi asked. "Nope!" Hoseok replied and I looked over at Jimin.

"Well, I think someone does..." I said while looking at him. He looked away while clearing his throat until my dad came to us. "So they came. Thank goodness." He said eyeing Jimin and me with a sincere smile on his face.

Both of us stood up and bowed to him with a smile and I saw my mom approaching us. "Jungkookie~" She cooed and I ran over to her and hugged her tightly. "How are you, mom? I missed you a lot!" I said while hugging her and she smacked my back in my embrace.

"It is your fault for not visiting us! Why are you making it sound like we were away from you?" She complained and I chuckled while pulling away from the hug as I noticed my friends greeting my dad.

I looked back at mom and smiled at her. "Sorry, my lady. I promise to visit you more often." I assured her and she nodded while smiling at me but then turned to face the others. " Boys, let's go to the dining table. The lunch is ready!" 

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While all of us sat at the table and were having a pleasant lunch, my father decided to break the silence.

"Jungkook, you are doing extremely well with the company. The weapons and drugs are distributed well. The police are unknown to our illegal business and you are handling the technology department as well." He said with a proud look and I smiled at him.

"You had a mission a week ago. I heard that you killed the gangsters of the other gang mercilessly and took information out of them. I am very proud of you, my son." He said and I nodded with a smile on my face, liking the compliments from him.

But I cannot keep the smile on my face for the next words he said.

"So now, I want you to go on a blind date."