minsung one shots

dangerous affection

ʳᵉᵠᵘᵉˢᵗᵉᵈ ᵇʸ No-need24
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angst. fluff / 8833
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●mafia au / tw: blood, death, weapons -

ᴵ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ⁱᵗ' ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ᵐʸ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ʷʳⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵐᵃᶠⁱᵃ ᵃᵘ• ᵉⁿʲᵒʸʸ ^^

it was a quiet life for han jisung. he lived alone in a small apartment tucked away in one of seoul's less glamorous neighbourhoods.

days blurred into each other - working at a local music shop by day, writing songs in his room at night. while others his age were out experiencing life, jisung remained on the sidelines, too shy to step into the world.

his heart was soft, his mind full of dreams, and though he often imagined love, he had never experienced it. not a single kiss, not a single moment of romance.

he didn't mind. at least, that's what he told himself most nights. he was fine being alone. he didn't need the chaos and noise of relationships.

but his quiet life was about to collide with something far more dangerous than he ever could have imagined.

𖡱𖡱𖡱

on the other side of the city, lee minho sat in his sprawling penthouse, his sharp eyes scanning reports on his latest business dealings.

the public knew minho as the enigmatic ceo of a successful conglomerate, but in the shadows, he was much more than that.

minho was the most powerful mafia boss in korea. ruthless, calculating, and always ten steps ahead of everyone else. his enemies feared him, and his allies respected him.

he had no patience for weakness or betrayal. trust was earned with blood and loyalty. his world was one of power, where softness was a liability.

minho rarely took an interest in outsiders, but recent rumors had caught his attention.

there was a new player in town - a mysterious young man named han jisung. his name had come up in conversations between rival groups, whispers that he was hiding something dangerous.

it was enough to pique minho's interest.

"find him," minho ordered his right-hand man, changbin. "bring him to me."

𖡱𖡱𖡱

the soft hum of the radio filled the music shop as jisung was moving around the place, sorting cds and music records.

today was a bit busy for the shop. there were way too many people this afternoon. jisung felt suffocating, but he managed to help everyone.

but the customers had left a mess behind them. so now jisung was tidying things up. it was relaxing for him, with the soft music in background.

jisung spent hours in the music shop without even realising it. this was one of his comfort places after all, he doesn't mind staying here. but he eventually had to leave.

he stood in the middle of the store, looking around with a soft smile. everything was at its place now, it brought comfort to him.

he walked to the back of the store and grabbed his jacket. he put it on and then pocket his phone before walking to the door, turning off the lights on his way.

he looked one last time around the shop before closing the door, locking it. he double checked if he had locked the door before he finally stepped away.