why (yoonmin)

chapter 5

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Z.

"The papers brought to me, you're new here right ?" I looked up without the moving of my head to help. The younger man stood before me, head down. Smart kid.

"I'm new to this establishment but not the city. I've been around a few times before but that was it." He still kept his eyes to the floor.

"What brings you here then?" I place the papers down on my desk and fold my hands in front of me.

"I'm a dj.... up the street for the club rose this week." Hesitation, yet still willing to share.

I smiled to ease his nerves a tad. " I admire what you've written down on the forms here. Surprisingly, not very many people share the same tastes as you which is why I've called you here." His head slowly rose to meet my soft gaze that was set on him.

"What do you mean?" His face contorted into something of confusion and dred.

I smiled and let out a small chuckle. "This isn't just a whore House, it's a safe house. " the enjoyment I was getting from his face as I drew out the inevitable. " for my...team.." I smiled more sincerely trying to ease his worry. Would have to be a big shame to let this kind of opportunity walk out the door in a hurry.

Seeming to have worked, the younger sister face turned Into pure curiosity. "What kind of team?" His voice was interested. Got 'EM.

M.Y.

Money was my only objective when I joined ZICO'S gang of thugs and on the side I continued doing music for more money to live but neither helped me much seeing as I had to spend it as soon as It hit the bank known as my wallet.

Being ZICO'S second in command after showing him how much worth I could be to him not only helped me to almost get what I wanted for free but it also gave me the power to do as I pleased within his bounds and restrictions.

I was also his hit man, killing anyone who thought they could oppose my leader or try and get out of the gang with money and drugs that didn't belong to them. Needless to say I quickly scored a double number count before I had asked Zico if I could come back to Seoul to seek out a musical career some 8 months later. That was when my parents had changed into the people they were. They knew little to none about anything that I was doing. Only telling them where I would be living and that I had found a job that required me to stay for a while.

He trusted me more so than anyone else and in promise with my departure I was to come to him if he were to ever need me. A drop everything, even at a moments notice, kind of deal and I agreed to it but it was me this time who needed him and his skills, the first time in 5 years.

A knock at the door 1 hour later shook me out of my thoughts before they could get too dark and detailed. I took the trip down the stairs to open the door to the familiar face. Disputes living in a different town quite a bit away he had always managed to get where he needed to be pretty fast compared to some.

"Show me the damage, yoon." He walked in with a few men behind him who bowed in my presence. Not bothering to return the respect, I lead Zico up the stairs to my bedroom.

We arrived and I still felt no guilt.
"They must have really struck a nerve for you to hack them into nothing." Inspecting the scene with his hand to his chin like it was the only thing holding his head in place.

"I just need the boddies and blood cleaned up. Like I said, I can handle the rest of it all. I'm sorry to have called you for something like this, I just can't risk myself doing it now that I'll have people up my ass 24/7 , literally."

He stopped looking at the bodies and looked up at me instead. "What do you mean?" A puzzled and concerned look took over his face.

"I was going to talk with you about this also; I'm going to be an idol, an official idol. So shits gonna get difficult if you need me. " I looked at the floor. I knew he was pondering over the news, I expected that.

"I'm glad to hear that you've finally made your dreams come true , yoongi. I still expect you to wait hand and foot for me though. Leave the under the radar shit to me." He smiled and held out his hand for me to shake.

I wasn't expecting that to be his reply.

I took his hand in mine and he pulled me into a hug. "I'm very proud of you." His breath hot on my neck. There was sincerity to his voice, he really meant what he was saying. It made me feel happy to know those around me besides my friends supported me and my dream. I hugged him back and we stayed like that while his goons started to pick up the mess I had left for them.

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I knew I didn't really like girls to a point but I also never really tried to flirt with them or with boys for that matter. The only thing that I was responsible for caring about was myself and even then i didn't really care. I had Namjoon, Jin, hoseok, and taehyung as my friends in primary school, Jungkook found his way into our group when taehyung was in his last year of high school. They were close for being friends but it didn't matter much to me.

When I had left to go out of town they would always check up on me. Calling and texting me asking when I would be back. It was always the same reply no matter what. I didn't know if I wanted to go back to Seoul or not , I didn't really have the heart to.
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"Are you sure you want to do this ?"
"Yea, otherwise I wouldn't have started to rub up on you."

There was a moment of silence before I felt the rubbing of hands on my body. ZICO'S fringe was splayed out on the pillow exposing both of his eyes that looked up to mine.

"You're right but we need to change position, I ain't tryin to be the bitch here." He had a smile to his face but I knew he was only half joking.

It'd been two months since I joined and became the leaders right hand man and with that came a bond and a need. It started out with subtle kissing and touching when we were alone, until I got more comfortable about it. It could have been a gang boss or one of his employees it didn't matter because I was always next to him or on his lap while he discussed work or plans and he would play with my hands or rub my back.

Over time I could tell it was just to calm him down and destress him, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy having him touch me and only me.

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"What's wrong? You haven't talked to me in like 5 hours, that's almost not normal even for you." I watched Zico get ready for his day at the office, then he stopped waiting for me to answer.

"What do you mean? You know I didn't really talk much from the start..." My voice trailed off much to my opposal. I heard a chuckle come from him that sounded closer than what he was. I looked up and he was inches from my face.
"You know what I mean. What have you been thinking about that's causing you to be distant from me? You know I won't hurt you if you're honest." Sincerity , it was the truth.
"I've just been thinking about my friends." I lied. I was good at that, exceptional even given my line of work I had to be.

"You can go see them whenever you like you know that. I'm not forcing you to stay in this town forever. You just can't leave the gang, you're too important to me and the business."

What exactly was I to him though. This, it didn't feel like any kind of relationship I've seen others have. Having sex and being semi-intimate, was that a relationship? I should have fucking tried it out with someone more experienced.

"I wanna try and live my music career again, soon maybe in a few months? I love working with you, boy do I but my dream-"

"Like I said, you can do what you want as long as you don't leave the gang, suga." He smiled and kissed me bruising my lips just slightly as he pressed his onto mine.
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I crumbled in his arms. "I've missed you so much, and I didn't even realize it until just now. I'm so sorry I didn't communicate with you for 5 years. I was just so-"

"It's ok. Come with me to the living room, I've been needing to talk to you for a long time. " he let me go and drug me through the hall and down the stairs to the living room. The house was quiet for once and I was enjoying it.

-update 2 of 5-