Straykids || Oneshots

Mr.Gangster • Jeongchan

Genre: Smut ( & Slight Angst )
"I need a gansta, to love me better..."
(Gangsta- Kelhani)

3RD PERSON'S POV:

The sun was already setting upon Seoul City, it was currently 6:43pm.

A boy, Yang Jeongin, was sitting alone at the dining table. He was playing with the meal he had prepared for himself. But across from his view was another plate, a plate of food that had yet to be touched or opened.

Jeongin had actually cooked dinner that evening, one dish for himself, and another for his husband. But he knew Chan would be arriving home late again due to work.

And yes, Jeongin was in fact, married to the Bahng Chan; the most successful, yet dangerous gangster of Korea.

The young boy first met Chan at his workplace, Jeongin was originally working as a server at a bar. The bar always had various types of customers. So it wasn't a surprise when Chan had visited the bar one time. Jeongin had caught Chan's interest, and as one could've predicted- Chan soon became a regular. Jeongin started to notice the other more, and it led to more interactions with him and Chan. Months later, Chan started to ask Jeongin out on dates. Jeongin wasn't quite interested at first, but he decided to give Chan a chance anyway. These "small" dates, soon led to something bigger for the two.

However, on one fateful day- Jeongin had finally discovered about Chan's job, and his true identity. Chan confessed his feelings to Jeongin, along with his occupation and what he did for living. At first, Jeongin was scared, he didn't know how to process the truth.

But in the end, Jeongin couldn't deny his feelings towards Chan any further, he couldn't deny the love that had been growing for the other. He soon accepted Chan.

Jeongin knew it wasn't right of him to fall in love with a gangster, but his heart was willing to sacrifice his integrity, and even his life to stay by Chan's side.

Although Chan fell first,

Jeongin fell harder.

— TIME SKIP—

Jeongin soon grew sleepy after a few hours, but he wasn't going to leave the dining room until Chan came home. So the boy drifted off to sleep on the table, still waiting for his husband to come back.

A few hours later, there was still nobody. Jeongin was already awake from his nap, a little uncomfortable from the clothes he'd had on from earlier.

Not even expecting his lover to come home anytime soon, Jeongin went upstairs to the master bedroom he and Chan shared. He found a pair of small black shorts, he slipped his pants off as he put on the shorts. Jeongin was about to take one of his own shirts from his drawer, but stopped.

Jeongin walked over to Chan's closet. He opened his husband's wardrobe, soon being welcomed by Chan's massive clothing collection.

Jeongin scanned all the items before catching sight of a specific clothing article. It was a loose, black, long-sleeves shirt. Jeongin took the shirt into hands, playing with the smooth fabric.

"He wouldn't mind right...?-", Jeongin pondered, he took off his own top as he slipped on his lover's shirt.

The shirt was massive on the boy, it was Chan's after all. Jeongin pulled the collar up to his nose, inhaling Chan's scent, the one scent that drove Jeongin crazy.