He walked into the room where his gang were waiting for his presence, lined up against the brick graffiti wall with their heads bent down at an angle to show their boss respect. Heavy dubstep was shaking the ceiling above them, the bass sending echos downstairs making dust fall upon their heads dissolving into the air adding to the atmosphere. Jooheon walked further into the room, giving off the aura that he gave no fucks as he walked past all his loyal people until he reached the end of the room and sat down on the only seat in the entire room. It was a large black seat with gold painted armrests which had intricate designs of snakes wrapping around the legs of the chair. They were so detailed, one could literally hear them hissing into their ears if they stared long enough.
Jooheon took a seat and looked up at his men who grabbed a battered body off the floor. He was cowering against the wall with his mouth duck taped and a leather collar around his neck for the men to drag him like he was a dog. Anyone who betrayed their boss was a dog, a kuta, a bitch.
They were treated like the creatures they should have been. The skinny beaten man was thrown in front of Jooheon like he was a pile of trash and the tape was ripped off his mouth, he opened his mouth to let out a scream of pain but once he made eye contact with the commanding man in front of him, his voice escaped him as he was left staring with his mouth open. One of the boss's men kicked him from behind for the disrespect and softly whispered "go on, kiss his shoes." The man whipped his head to look at him is disbelief but knew that he had no choice so he mustered up his pride and slowly bent down to kiss the boss's rare snake skin prada shoes. They even tasted expensive.
Jooheon stared at the man who had his mouth on his shoes for too long, he hoped the sick fuck wasn't enjoying the taste of the expensive leather. He didn't have time to deal with this shit.
He raised his hand toward his men and made a small movement signalling to remove the soon to be corpse from his feet. The jaguar tattoo on his hand was visible reminding everyone in the room who was the boss and why he had the jaguar as his symbol, he was as ruthless as the animal. It was his spirit animal after all.
He raised from his chair and started circling the man with slow intimidating steps, making the poor man flinch with every movement hearing the soles grind against the floor with each step. Jooheon quickly grabbed the man's hair, his movements were surprising but anticipated after the silence. He pulled the man's head up as he crouched down with agile movements showing the elegance he held within his body. He grinned in the man's face, showing off his grillz and the diamonds sparked even in the dark. Rubbing the fact into the man's face that Jooheon had all the money in the world and that he didn't need this poor man's money but what he wanted was loyalty, loyalty was more priceless than money could ever afford. That was this poor soul's punishment, no one crossed Honey and he would learn his lesson today.
"Shownu" Jooheon said, more like stated. "Yes boss?" Shownu replied looking directly at his boss.
"Bring me my brass knuckles, the special ones."
The man on the floor started shaking his head, crying out "No" again and again. First it started as a whisper of denial until it came out as hysterical screams. The man was tugging on his wrists trying to unbind his hands to get free of the torture to come.
Shownu walked up to his boss, going around the hysterical mess on the floor and keeping a straight face despite the noise. He passed the black spiked brass knuckles to Jooheon and walked back to the wall. Jooheon took out his silk handkerchief with a Chanel print from his pocket and wiped it clean, taking his time like he was at home relaxing. He put away his handkerchief and looked at his brass knuckles lovingly, he brought it to him lips and gave it a small kiss, "you've served me well baby" before putting them on his left hand and admiring the view of wearing the knuckle dusters again. It was only brought out on special occasions when he dealt with his troubles after all.
The man was still screaming in the background, so he didn't see Jooheon's fist coming towards his face. It happened in slow motion, seeing his hand flexing and flying towards the man's face, crushing it on the upper right cheek, grazing the skin with the spike so a cut opened across his face which started to gush out blood slowly like bloody tear drops rolling down his face. The man stopped screaming, he stayed still in his position and let out gut-wrenching sobs mixing his tears with the blood making it streak down his face. It was vile enough for some of the guards at the wall to glance away but their eyes quickly returned to the scene when they realised their boss might see their disgust and they were meant to be used to it, showing no weakness.
Jooheon had no mercy and swung again catching the other cheek as the man moved his head at the wrong time. He cried out hanging his head down, clenching his eyes shut tightly to block out the reality of the scene and waited for actual darkness to take over.
Jooheon must have read his mind or seen this enough to know what they were thinking as he let out a laugh, a devil's laugh to the man's ears. "You're waiting for the darkness to come and claim you right? So you don't have to face your sins ay?" he asked tauntingly, knowing he wouldn't get an answer.
"Well, say hello to hell and eternal darkness mothafucka" he growled in a pleasing manner with a crazy yet attractive smile on his face as he whipped out his gold glock from his pocket and put it against the middle of the man's forehead whose eyes had widen but it all happened so quickly. The gun shot rang loudly in the room, thankfully it wasn't heard upstairs because of the music still thumping. The dead body dropped to the floor with a large gaping hole decorated his blood streaked face. Jooheon looked at him with no regret, "the decoration suits you mate" and laughed at his own joke.
He was about to tell his guards to get rid of the body when he saw the blood staining his shoes."Fucking bastard had to get his dirty blood on me, didn't he?" he growled in anger as he whipped out his handkerchief and wiped the blood off his shoes.
"Guards, take him away. Shownu you know what to do with the body" Jooheon held eye contact with Shownu to make sure he understood, he nodded at Jooheon and helped two other men drag the body away. Jooheon took off his knuckle dusters and gave it to the neighbouring guard who started walking with him towards the car and gave it to him to clean up and put it back where it belonged. The guard opened the door to the sleek black Bentley in front of them and waited for his boss to get in before getting into the passenger seat himself.
"That was a nuisance" he sighed outloud, "stop over at my favourite dessert place for the caramel cheesecake with flowers on top" Jooheon commanded his guard and sat back with a smile on his face, looking forward to satisfying his sweet tooth after using up his energy.
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Joker Honey (Monsta x gangster compilation)
Fanfiction"Jooheon looked straight at me with a smirk on his lips showing off his grillz as he strided towards me with determined steps. Every time I saw him, it was like he was walking in slow motion. His green hair was slicked back, in a slightly messy styl...
