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Troublemaker

Requested by: anonymous

Ship: Yeonbin
Genre: smut/angst/fluff
(i don't rmb who requested this but the person who requested this didn't give me a plot so i created one myself hope u like it thooo :)))

Warnings: mpreg/AU

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As he walked towards an alley, he wrapped his hands with a hand wrap firmly as his gaze darkened when he noticed few figures down the alleyway. 

He cracked his knuckles and slowly turned his head a full 360 degrees and sighed out. 

"This should be easy." He mumbled with a small grin and walked towards the figures confidently. 

The figures noticed a presence going towards them and turned to see him walking to them. The gang smirked. 

"You ready? Yeonjun-ssi?" 

Yeonjun shrugged a little. 

"Just so you know I will beat the shit out of you guys." 

"Okay then bring it on. It's 1 vs 3 just so you know." 

Yeonjun slightly tilted his head and brought his fists up. "Bring it on."

He groaned and gave the pack alpha one last punch and stood up, a little weakly as he used up all his strength in this fight. He looked around and the 3 alphas around him were on the ground unconscious and bleeding. 

He chuckled. "See? I could definitely win against 3.." 

The pack alpha, who's not completely unconscious coughed and glared up at the alpha standing in front of him. 

"Too bad.. probably not today." He choked out weakly.

Yeonjun cursed and kicked the alpha in the ribs. 

"Shut the fu- FUCK!" He was knocked to the ground, his head pounding as he groaned. His vision was blurry as hell and he was getting tinnitus.

When his vision slowly cleared, he slowly looked up to see 2 figures above him. They were laughing and holding what seemed like a bat. 

Yeonjun growled and tried to stand up but instead was knocked down again by a hard kick from one of the alphas. 

Probably the backups of the pack alpha. Yeonjun thought. 

He was about to fight back again when a foot stepped onto his chest, pinning him to the ground. He groaned and struggled to free himself but couldn't as he was already weak from the previous fight. 

"You lost though?" They said and laughed. 

Yeonjun internally cursed at the gang as the foot was lifted off of his chest and he heard rustling and grunting sounds, probably the backups pulling away their leader and the 2 unconscious alphas on the ground. The footsteps then slowly disappeared. 

Yeonjun sighed deeply and forced himself to stand up just to stumble and held himself against the dirty wall as his head was still pounding. 

He then slowly dragged himself out of the alley and to the nearby convenience store and sat outside at the empty bench as he panted out. He carefully pressed his palm against the back of his head and felt some liquid, he looked at his palm to see the red substance.