So I wrote this based after an Instagram account that I follow. With their permission I wrote a mini fanfiction about it. This does contain content like, gore, sex, LGBT, killing and the likes. Basically if you can't handle it, don't read it.
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I sigh and rub my hips. "Alright this dude was rough." I mumble to myself. I hated it. Hated every second of it. I mess around with my silver hair and shrug. I exit the bathroom and look at the floor. Not my mess. I look out the window and wave with three fingers to Chanyeol. I grab my black ripped skinny jeans and pull them on, gently around my ass. I put my shoes on and exit the hotel room. I stop a maid. "Hey, don't panic, but there's a body in room 257. Call anyone or alert the authority and I. Will. End. You. Okay?" She nods vigorously. I smile and exit the hotel. "Uh, sir, you have to pay for the room!" I turn to look at the people at the front desk. "Just put it on the tab. I don't really care." "But sir..." "I said I don't care." And with that I exit the hotel. I meet up with Chanyeol around the corner. He goes to hug me so I casually knee him in the dick. He buckles over. "What have I told you?" "No hugging.." he mumbles out. "And why's that?" "Because a bitch doesn't hug his master." "Unless?" "Unless asked for." I nod. "Good. Now, let's get me home so I can clean myself up and then get our money." I walk past Chanyeol who slowly stands up and follows me. I love feeling that power. He stays by my side and he's mine. Only mine. I slide into the passenger seat of the SUV as Chanyeol sits in the drivers side. "Home first correct?" I nod and look out the window. Boring people. People with no social lives, people in relationships, singles, people going on dates, families all walking around. It annoys me. They aren't under my control. They aren't inferior to me. Ugh. "Baekhyun... we're here." I nod as he shuts the car off. I climb out and head inside the giant Mansion. I take my shoes off, my clothes off as soon as I enter the door. "Chanyeol come on." He nods and takes his shoes off. 'if someone's your bitch, you have to keep them interested. Best way to do that, sex. It's a common ritual for us to fuck after a job well done'. I turn the water on and make sure it's hot. I step in Chanyeol right behind me. He's up on my neck as soon as he enters the shower. I step out of the shower and he kisses my neck again. I don't argue against the sentiment. I grab my towel and wrap it around my hips. I exit the bathroom and change into a pair of sweatpants. I open my computer and click on the file labelled secret. I find the man who was my target. I click it and the screen goes blank. Chanyeol steps up behind me and leans on my chair. A small box comes up and starts counting up. $200, $400, $700, $1,000, $1,200. $1,200. Perfect. "I get $600 right?" I turn to look at him. "What? No. I payed you a good portion already." "How?" "You got fucked me." He goes silent. "I thought...." "Listen, next time I'll pay you full, but no sex." He bites his lip. "Fine. How much do I get?" "...." I didn't think about that. "Uh, $150." That still gives me $1,050. He nods slowly and pulls a shirt on. He runs his fingers through my silver hair as my boss calls me. "Hey boss." "I see you completed your task." "I see you underpaid me." "What? No I didn't." "Are you sure? I'm pretty sure we agreed to $2,000." "Did we?" I nod. "Ah, okay, uh after we hang up I'll pay you the rest." I nod. "Anyway I have another target for you." "How much can you give me for him?" He types at his computer for a bit before looking up at the camera. "$1,800." "$1,900." "Baekhyun, I can't do that." "I said $1,900. No less." "I can't do that." "Then find someone else." "No wait! $1,900 is good." Right under my fingers. "Good, glad we came to that agreement. So send me the information and we'll get right to it." He nods and hangs up. Chanyeol goes back to playing with my hair. Again I don't complain, it actually feels good. "Was that last one really $2,000?" I chuckle. "No. I just wanted the money." I said. My phone clicks and I know he payed me the full amount as well as send me the information. I grab my phone as my head's yanked back by Chanyeol. "Chanyeol what the fuck?!" "Sorry, my fingers got caught." I nod and look at the profile of my target. Greg William, 54, works a low paying job, married and has two kids. So why is he my target? "Chanyeol look up Greg William's criminal record for me." He goes to his computer and starts typing away. The clicking calms me but his breath hitches. That's not good. "He's wanted for multiple accounts of rape and murder Baekhyun." "Is there a pattern within his victims?" "Uh.." he continues to click. This kind of situation we take much more serious. "They're all 20-25 year old men. Baekhyun I don't want you to do this one." I chuckle. "That just gives me a better reason to do this case." "Why?" "Listen, we're both criminals but you should know by now I have my limit. And a rapist goes beyond that limit." "But you could get..." "Even better." Chanyeol obviously didn't like this. But to be fair, neither did I. "Just watch closely. If something happens I'll wave like normal. He tries anything I'm uncomfortable with I'll point up. The you get help or help me." He nods slowly. "Okay.." he says quietly. "Let's go."
A/N I'm so sorry for not finishing this as fast as I'd like. I started this during the last couple days of my spring break and now I'm back in school. Chapters will be coming out slower as I continue on. SORRY!!!! Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed. Also if you have any tips that would be greatly appreciated. Okay anyway enough from me. Thanks for reading. See you next chapter!!
