stray kids imagines

His Weakness

Bang Chan

Marriage wasn’t always easy, especially being married to a mafia leader. SKZ were one of the most well known mafia groups in the country. I was married to their leader. He was nothing but caring to me, but I knew to his enemies he was a stone cold killer. It scared me sometimes how quickly his attitude could change. I loved him though. I always knew that he would come back from every mission he and his men would go on, even if sometimes he wouldn’t come back for weeks.

When he wasn’t home I worried. I knew I had nothing to worry about, but the fear of him being out there in dangerous situations scared me. My husband could handle himself and defend himself, but him not making it home always ran through my mind. I couldn’t lose him, especially with this baby on the way.

Bang Chan was currently on a mission with his best men. I found out that I was pregnant a week after he left. I hadn’t told him yet. I knew that he would drop the mission if I told him, but I knew this one was important so I was going to wait until he was home before telling him. I was excited. We had talked about having a family ever since we got married and now it could finally happen.

I was in the convenience store not that far from the mansion. It was one of the only places that I could go alone without any security. I gathered ramen bowls and microwave rice in my arms, taking them over to the cashier who seemed bored out of their mind. I did my best to try and make their day. Once all my items were scanned, I paid and left the shop.

I made my way down the path, my mind filled with worry about Chan and his mission. Whenever he left I had no communication with him, he would go off the grid in case any of his enemies were tapping into his devices. I sighed softly, holding my bag of food, looking down at the ground. I tried to fight tears that were threatening to fall. I had to be strong, strong for Chan.

I continued walking back to the mansion. I was almost home when someone put a cloth over my mouth, gripping my arms. I struggled against them, but soon everything went black.

~3rd person pov~
The man dressed in black picked y/n up and took her over to the van he had been following her in. He threw her in the back of the van where a few other men were. The men tied up her hands and feet, putting tape over her mouth, a bag over her head. Even if she wasn’t awake, they didn't want her to see where she was.

~1 hour later~
~y/n’s pov~
I woke up and tried to look around. I looked down at my hands and feet, they were tied up. I was tied to a chair in the middle of a dark room. I tried to scream, but it came out muffled due to the duct tape on my mouth. I thrashed around in the chair, trying to get myself free. It seemed that the knots were just getting tighter, the more I moved around. I whimpered, feeling the ropes cutting into my skin.

The door in front of me opened. A light was turned on over my head. A man came into the room, a knife in one hand. Fear rushed over me, I tried screaming again, but of course couldn’t. The man came closer to me, an evil smirk on his face. He got close enough to me, ripping off the duct tape off my mouth slightly. I whimpered, looking at him.

“I see why Bang Chan is so protective over you, so weak over you.” The man smirked.

I didn’t say anything, too scared about how he knew Chan. I guessed he was one of my husband’s many enemies. When you were a powerful mafia, you gained many enemies. The man came closer to me. I looked up at his face. I recognised that face from anywhere. He was the leader of the second biggest mafia, Chan’s biggest enemy. Kang Junghoon.

“It’s a shame I can’t touch you quite yet. I have to wait until he gets here.” Junghoon growled, putting the tape back over my mouth, walking out of the room, turning off the light, leaving me in darkness.

I sat there looking at the door the man just walked out of. I looked down and started crying. I was scared. I was scared that I would never get out of here. I was scared for my baby. I sat there in that chair, crying my eyes out, praying that Chan was going to rescue me. I wasn’t much of the damsel in distress type, but I knew what Junghoon was capable of. I had heard too many stories while walking past the meeting room in the mansion.

I looked around the room and by this time, my eyes had adjusted to the darkness. The only light I could see was coming from underneath the door. I didn’t know how long I had been here, but it seemed dark. I heard shouting and gunshots, was that Bang Chan and his men?

The door opened and in came men wearing black. I was being untied from the chair. The tape was ripped off my mouth. Before I could run, the men grabbed my arms, tying them behind my back. I struggled against them, I felt the stab of a needle and everything went black again. My body became lifeless in the men’s arms as they dragged me out of the room with the chair.

When I woke up, I was tied up again to a pole. I saw my husband fighting with Junghoon as well as the rest of SKZ fighting the other men. Junghoon pulled a gun on Bang Chan pointing it at him, that’s when I screamed, causing the two leaders to look at me. Junghoon came over to me with a smirk. He looked directly at Chan, pointing the gun at my head.

“Give me what I want Bang then maybe I’ll let your little wh*re free. If not, I’ll kill her. If you even think about coming closer to her then I’ll kill her.” Junghoon smirked, cocking the gun.

“Let her go, Kang. She has nothing to do with this. This is between you and me. Let the lady go.” Chan clenched his fists that were covered with blood.

“I don’t think I will. It’s fun seeing you weak Bang.” The male next to me laughed.

My eyes locked with Bang Chan’s, pleading. I didn’t know what Junghoon wanted, but I wanted Chan to give it to him so I could be free. Chan looked at Changbin, one of his best men and nodded. Changbin also nodded, coming in with a briefcase. Just as Changbin was going to give Junghoon the briefcase, Chan raised his hand, stopping him.

I teared up, looking at my husband. He looked at me with an almost sorry look. My eyes widened, he was going to let me die.

“I’m not giving you this,” Chan growled, glancing at Changbin. “Open the case, Changbin.”

Changbin did as his leader requested. A puff of smoke left the briefcase. I looked at Chan, who ran to me with a gas mask. He also had one. He put it over my head and looked at Junghoon who was struggling to breathe. Chan fought to take the gun from him. He easily won, shooting Junghoon, killing him.

Chan came straight over to me, untying me. I gripped onto my husband as soon as I was free. He scooped me up and ran out of the building. His men followed him, all wearing gas masks. I looked over at the youngest man, Jeongin. He looked at his leader for permission before throwing a grenade in the building. Chan and his men ran as the building exploded. I was too weak to do anything. I felt the gas mask being removed and my eyes being met with Chan’s.

I burst out into tears, wrapping my arms around his neck, holding him tight. I was still so scared. He rubbed my back, comforting me. I buried my face in his chest as he started walking back to the van.

We soon arrived home. The first thing Chan did was take me up to our bedroom. He ran up the stairs and opened the door. Once the door was closed, his lips were on mine. I gripped onto him tightly, crying as I kissed him back. He was the one to break the kiss. He looked at me, putting his forehead against mine.

“I was so scared, Channie. I was scared that you weren’t going to come for me. Scared that I would never see you again. Scared that they would kill our baby.” I held onto my husband, mumbling the last part.

“You and I both know I would never let that happen. As soon as I knew you had been taken, I went to find you right away. Wait, our baby? You’re pregnant?” He looked into my eyes.

I nodded looking at him. A smile broke out on my husband’s face. He carried me over to the bed, sitting down with me in his lap. I knew I was safe with him. I also knew that I was never going to be allowed out by myself again, but I didn’t mind. I didn’t want to be kidnapped again.

I fell asleep in Chan’s arms. I felt him lay down, me still laying on top of him. I felt his lips on the top of my head and him whisper a ‘goodnight’. I smiled in my sleep, just holding him tight. We were going to be fine.