Los hermanos Sonrientes
Authour: AniDarkSugaR
Retrieved from: Ao3
Words: 2568
Ship: Jimin×Hoseok
Summary:
“Oh...I'm looking for Jung Hoseok.” The foreign man whispered, now closer to the blond bartender, whose smile died as he heard the name of the criminal that the handsome man was searching for. Jung Hoseok, part of Los hermanos Sonrientes. Nobody looked for him, nobody wanted to get involved in what the Mafia had in mind, lost souls in need of bloodied money.
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“I haven't seen your handsome face around here,boy.” The most attractive bartender you could meet said to the foreign man who wandered confusedly around the elegant place, as a lost puppy searching for it's mother.
The foreign man didn't belong here, obviously, and that could be seen on his tanned face: his furrowed eyebrows, his dilated pupils searching for something or someone.
He didn't belong to this place, a establishment where you could only find corrupted people, cash dirtied in blood, alcohol, prostitutes and of course, criminals.
“Oh...I'm looking for Jung Hoseok.” The foreign man whispered, now closer to the blond bartender, whose smile died as he heard the name of the criminal that the handsome man was searching for. Jung Hoseok, part of Los hermanos Sonrientes. Nobody looked for him, nobody wanted to get involved in what the Mafia had in mind, lost souls in need of bloodied money.
“He's not here today. And you shouldn't be here. You could die today, and you know it, right?” His beautiful black eyes glistened as he leaned closer to murmur against the man's ear: “ But if what you're looking for is information, I have plenty of it. Just meet me outside in two minutes, okay?” A smile appeared on his succulent lips and the foreign man gulped, mesmerized by the bartender's beauty.
Namjoon exited the place, feeling a warm feeling in his chest. That night would be filled with new experiences for sure, surrounded by the tranquil darkness that contrasted perfectly with the agitated place.
05:00 a.m.
“My name is Jin. Being a bartender isn't really my dream job but...My career as a model wasn't really successful last year. Thank God, I do make enough money now, and I think working as a bartender can be pretty interesting and entertaining, you know.” Jin, the beautiful blond man, informed as he drank from his can of beer.
“Nice to meet you, Jin. I'm Namjoon, and I'm a novelist, looking for inspiration.” They shook hands and Jin laughed. A really adorable laugh that matched his sweet smile.
“I was starting to feel scared because you kind of look like an spy from the Mafia or a disguised police officer, you know?.If the police found where I work because of me, I would be dead in three seconds.”
Namjoon bit his lower lip, containing a smile.
“Nah, I...I'm a drug dealer, so don't worry about that.” He made the “ssshhh” gesture with his right hand and the two of them started laughing. “Yes, being a novelist doesn't really pay off well if you're not famous.”
Jin nodded, offering his can of beer to the novelist.
Namjoon took a gulp of it and licked his wet lips, closing his eyes. He didn't know the night was going to end like this, but he liked it. He liked Jin and his kindness.
“I got interested in Los hermanos Sonrientes when I found an article about them in the deep web. Their story is mysterious and captivating: two poor brothers that united forces, killing people and sinning in infinite ways, just to gain money to save their mother with lung cancer. Isn't that beautiful?.” Namjoon told excitedly, loving every part of the story.
