EXO as Dangerous Criminals

Kim Jongin

Kim Jongin POV-

I slip my shoes on and head to the door. I grab my bag looking for my roommate. "Jae I'm heading out for a bit."
"Do you have a late night class or something?" I face him and look him up and down.
"No. I just...I need to clear my head."
"Jongin, you clear your head almost every night." I walk over to him as he cuts his onions. I can see him visibly get more nervous. He always gets nervous when I get close.
"I said, I'm going out to clear my head." I said darkly. His hand slipped and he ended up cutting himself. He sticks his finger in his mouth. I swallow the lump in my throat. 'i need to get out of here before I act on impulse'. I turn around and rush out the door slamming it shut. 'did you seriously have to cut yourself before I left?' I look down at myself and continue to breath. I lean on the door as I calm my arousal. I head down the stairs and rush to the club. I push past a bunch of dancing women who try to dance on me. I ignore them and head to the back. I lean on the scanning machine as it recognizes my tattoo. It clicks and I rush inside. I look around at the other guys from the same gang. I stand in front of the two guards before Mr.Kim.
"Kai, come here." I walk down the carpet as I head towards his table, pulling my mask down. He has two girls all over him. He pushes them away and they head out the door. I slam my hands on the table. He looks up at me from his glasses. He doesn't look like a man who would be a gang leader, but here he is, a rising gang leader. He looks like my dad, only scrawnier. "I do believe you have no right to slam your hands on MY table." I take a deep breath.
"In order to do anything I need your permission. Can I have permission to kill some people today?"
"So you need my permission NOW? What about those 2 people you killed yesterday?"
"The first one turned me on I needed to finish and calm myself down."
"No. Our rule is only killing those who deserve it."
"Since when? You used to let us kill who ever we wanted!"
"Since I made the rule!" I clench my fists.
"You've gotten soft since you had that stupid daughter!" Something in him flips and he throws a glass cup at me. I block it easily and jump over the table to punch him over and over again without any break. The guards pull me off of him after a couple minutes. He was bloody and gushing out of his nose. The guards hold me as he takes punches at me.
"How does that feel?" He asks after a couple seconds. Blood drips out of my mouth. I grin as he looks at me.
"Real fucking good."
"Sadistic ass. Fine. You only get one person today. I don't care who it is. But after this, you no longer kill under OUR name unless we call you to do so." I smile as the men let me go. I exit the back room and head back to the club, pulling my mask back on. I look around and head to the bar. There's four people on the barstool and two bartenders. I look at the four people on the stools. A short man starts heading towards me. I recognise him. Kyungsoo.
"Hey Kai, can you help me?"
"Uh, sure." I say. He smiles sweetly. Hell yeah. "Can you follow me first?" I nod. His cute face changes completely and he no longer looks cute. More sexy than anything. He grabs my hand and we head out of the club. We turn into an ally. 'this doesn't feel right'. I pull my hand away and Kyungsoo looks at me.
"What do you want?" I ask and cross my arms.
"So your Kai right?" I tilt my head back and look at him, arching my brow.
"Depends who's asking." Kyungsoo pushes me against the wall with a knife to my neck. I chuckle. "You think I'm scared babe." He growl. We've know each other for a while now.
"Kai, I'm sick of this shit. I'm not your babe. I will NEVER be your babe."
"Awe, your so cute when your mad."
"Don't think I won't fucking end your life." He tilts the knife so the sharp blade rests against my neck.
"I'm not scared. I just think your adorable when your mad." He groans in annoyance.
"I never do this, but you know people right, I need you to get in contact with a man named Phoenix." I push my head forward. The blade cuts into my neck. Kyungsoo backs away.
"And what do I get in return?"
"I won't beat your ass."
"Mhm, okay, but on one condition, you go on a date with me." Kyungsoo drops the knife and takes his blue, white and orange bowtie and his black and white jacket off. He loosens his button up shirt and pops his neck. He knees me in the stomach. I fall to the ground. He takes my hair and slams my face on his knee. I grab his elbows and pull on his arms as hard as I can. He lets me go. With my strength mustered up I roll back and stand back up. I stand a good 4 inches above him. He dashes for me and plows through me making me fall again. 'geez, when he said he would beat someone ass, he meant it'. I stay on the ground and cuddle my stomach. He starts to walk away. He pick up his jacket and tie which was only a few feet away from me and put them back on. He grabs the knife and exams it. He grabs a handkerchief and wipes the bit of blood I put on it. It throws it towards me. I tuck my head under my chest for protection. I open my eyes. The knife is in front of me away from my head by centimetres. He stops right at the end of the ally.
"No date, no nicknames and forgot that I asked you to do that request." And with that he exits the ally. I fall on my side and close my eyes for a brief moment. 'thats the first time I lost a fight. He's good'. I push myself up and limp out of the ally. I pass the club. 'for once I just want to go home and sleep.'  I head towards my apartment which isn't too far from the club. A short walking distance. Unfortunately the walking distance felt like a marathon.
I finally manage to unlock the door and quietly enter. I take my shoes off and enter my room. I shut my door and toss my backpack into the back of my closet. I take my clothes off and fall on my bed, falling asleep.
"Jongin, hurry the hell up." I groan and turn around. Jae turns to face me. "We have to--holy shit what happened to you? You look like you got hit by a bus." He sits on the bed next to me. I look at my stomach. It's different shades of yellow, purple and black.
"That looks healthy." I say sarcastically and laugh.
"Seriously were you hit by a bus or something?"
"No, definitely feels like it though."
"So what did you do?"
"I got hit by a....uh car?"
"Seriously? Do you want to skip class?"
"Nah. Once I get to class I'll be good."  I push myself off my bed and grab loose black tee-shirt and dark blue and white jacket. I head out of my room and Jae hands me a wrap.
"This is to-go. Hopefully it'll last for the hours we have class. After that we should head to the hospital."
"No. I'll be good. It's just a few bruises." Jae laughs this time.
"A few?"
"Yeah." I slap his arm. "Hey, but I'm gonna be slow, so you can head off before me." He nods slowly.
"Will you be able to make it?" I smile.
"Of course. I'm not a lil bitch." We laugh and I sit down. He head out.
"Okay see you at class." He exits the apartment and I'm left alone. I rush about as fast as I can to the bathroom. I grab the ointment that Mr.Kim gave all of us for emergencies. I pull my shirt up and rub the white cream all over the bruise, my neck and face. I look at myself in the mirror. I can't help but laugh.
"Definitely shouldn't have gotten into that fight with Mr.Kim....and then Kyungsoo..." I laugh at my reflection. The cuts on my face clear right away, as well as the one on my neck. The stomach bruise won't heal as fast. I head back to the door and exit for class. I walk along the street. I keep walking forward but try to look behind me. I can feel someone's eyes on me. Joys of being a criminal. You constantly feel like people know you're a criminal. I rush to my class, managing my paranoia and going back to my free spirited self as I meet up with my friends.