Mafia King (Vkook)

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N/o pov:

It's actually how everyone wanted a cliché story. How he'll have the Stockholm syndrome. We'll mine too.

The four boys really had their happiness and things together like married couples would already relax after having everything they wanted and worked for.

After all the torture for love and spilled drama. They we're happy and didn't need more to ask from life.

The big bad motherfuckers wanted to make them meet knowing their friends and for their sake amd maybe just to shut them.

They planned the meeting tonight. In jungkook's big house where they thought maybe they'll stay for the night.

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In the living room they watched the light in their lives on the floor playing and switching some words here and there with some giggles.

Not really needed a conversation between them because, nothing would actually needed to be confessed.

"Bring the beer Matilda " asked jungkook even if he sweared he wouldn't drink.

Not drinking for a long time, some alcohol wouldn't be bad. Even if that's nothing strong so they could stay on their lane.

"Bring the fucking yamazaki" asked yoongi letting know that he wasn't about the water piss.

With four ice glasses with yamazaki Matilda placed them in front on the glass table after bowing and leaving.

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Waisted. Fucked up they were caught up by the high level alcohol in a serious mood.

The puppies were looking at them thinking if it was a good mood to continue laugh and talk.

"Come at daddy"

Each one went and sat on the lap not wanting to get om the bad side and ending up fucked or bruised.

" hopie... I'm not feeling it tonight. " the little orange head was afraid of the big man that he'll force on him.

They really didn't want it tonight. It's tiring and every time they end up fainting from over stimulation or because they get too rough.

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Tied up in the red room jungkook had. The big males were watching their babies while sipping the forte yamazaki.

Arguing in the living room with the little babies ending for them to run after the smurfs and tie them up in here.

"Please, It hurts and I'm tired" one of them whined looking up at the ceiling.

They we're naked and being too drunk to actually care. They got up and spilled the alcohol on the pure faded marked skin.