Your Never Alone -BBS X MALE READER-

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Key:

(M/N): Male Name

(H/C): Hair Color

(E/C): Eye Color

(S/C): Skin Color

(F/C): Favorite Color

Clear as can be that night, stars shined brightly up in the sky. A small club was blasting music as many stood in line to enter the building. A car was parked in front as a male stood out. He wore a black shirt, (F/C) jacket and some blue jeans. His (H/C) slightly messy from the wind as his (E/C) shone in the darkness, a smirk on his lips as he walk to the entrance without waiting and  was immediately let in as some argued in protest. The (S/C) male walked to the bar and sat down looking around, quickly finding the man he was looking for. This man stuck out like sore thumb. He looked about late 30’s, maybe even early 40’s. He was a russian man that had many empty drinks around him and a few men stood close yet far from his table ‘On watch most likely…’ He wore a simple red suit yet what caused him to stick out was the big pink feathery boa that rested on his shoulders. ‘Maybe I can get a little something before having to kill him…’ Was all he thought as he proceed to walk to the lonely russian man. Seeing as the men who were on watch, stiffen up slightly yet stay in there portions. ‘Very good trained dogs…’

Reaching the table he tapped the man's arm, gaining his attention. “U-Um hello...I noticed you looked a bit lonely. Do you mind if I-I sit here…?” (M/N) asked with a slight stutter to make the man ease up. He nod showing a smile to him ‘Is he really that easy to convince?’ But before he could sit down, the man pulled him down making (M/N) have no other choice but to sit on the older man's lap. Fidgeting lightly he forced a blush and a small shy smile. ‘Just a little bit more (M/N)...’ They began to talk about his home and how he's a ‘Big bad mafia boss’. “So, Mr. Petrov...do you want to talk somewhere more private~” he managed to purr out as he slowly ran his hands down his the russian man's chest causing him to shiver lightly. A smirk made it to the man's face as he grabbed the shorter man's hand and dragged him off to one of the many rooms in the back.

Two guards stood at the door where the two men stayed at for the next few hours. Before (M/N) could end the man's life, he needed to get as much information from him as possible. At first he wouldn't say anything but he then answered his questions. On one specific question he asked, he got a response he never wanted to hear, “And who is your main target?” “Vanoss and his little gang. They been destroying our groups and a few allies. They may be small groups but they need to be eliminated before they can cause-” Before he could finish, (M/N) had struck a knife in the russian’s neck, holding a pillow over his mouth to silence his screams, slowly killing him. Afterwards, he got dressed and walked out, letting the guards know he requested a few minutes alone.

Parking in back on the small cafe, the sun barely peeking out of the horizon causing the sky to now explode in colors, he walked in the back door, up the stairs and to the restroom after grabbing a pair of clothes. Quickly taking a shower to wash off the smell of previous events, cleaning his knife and put his clothes to wash. He walked up to the other room and proceeded to kick the sleeping body out of the bed with a thud. “What the fuck...oh hey (M/N)” the said man sighed at his bipolar manager and close friend. “Get ready, we open in a hour...also we have to talk about that little ‘mission’ I did.” Alex nodded and head off to the shower. As she was getting ready, (M/N) began to get things ready and in the oven down in the kitchen. Turning on the small TV in the front, the news was what it was left off on, “The Vanoss gang has struck once again. Last night they robbed the Los Santos bank taking almost all of the money while leaving a few cops dead and many injured. In other news, a man found dead in a local nightclub the man was-” I stopped listening as I heard footsteps from the kitchen. Alex walked down the stairs as she puts her hair up in a braid, “Well...at least you weren't too messy this time with your kill (M/N).” She sighed remembering a past kill the male did making him chuckle lightly before looking at her seriously. “Okay, we knew that mafia were, of course, looking for the death of a certain group...well looks like things got a lot more complicated with us. It seems that, not only the mafia, but a few small groups that were allies with them are involved. Though I might have made it worse after killing their boss. All we can do is wait and see…”

As the days go by nothing much really happened. Though close to closing hours, Craig walked in and went straight to (M/N). “Hey there Craigy~! How have you been?” (M/N) said with a bright smile causing Craig to blush. “Hey, um I just needed to ask seeing as I always forget when I see you but...do you know any medical stuff?” Craig asked nervously only to sigh in relief once (M/N) said a simple yes with a slight nod. “Thank god. Some of these missions tend to get pretty dangerous and as you know, we really can't just walk in a hospital. We just wanted to make sure we have a place to go…” "Of course, you guys are always welcomed here. Just go to the back door." A chuckle was what Craig heard from the male which caused his blush to increase dramatically as his entire face was now red only to cause (M/N) to laugh a bit more. After getting caught up with a few things about the group, Craig bid a farewell and headed back out as (M/N) and Alex began to lock up for the night.