Gangster | Kim Taehyung

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[a/n: there is some sexual content; skip it if you're uncomfortable.]

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Walking down the street in all black with the dusk sky above felt oddly satisfying. I hadn't been outside in such a while that everything seemed more interesting than before.

Pfft, it was better than wearing a short maid uniform and being stuck in a warehouse with gang members.

There was hardly any people out, only the sounds of crickets, frogs, and my soft foot steps pitter-patting against the ground, echoing through the air filling the silence.

I had to find my way towards the Bangtan 'residence', which I was clueless on how to navigate.

Oh wait, I have a phone. Must be nearby.

I pulled out the phone looking at my location in hopes of finding the warehouse. After searching for a few minutes, I found it; about 30 minutes from where I was.

The sky began to grow darker so I kept a hold of my gun in case I were to cross paths with some asshole. I picked up my pace trying to be as quiet as possible. Luckily, the cricket noises got louder.

I walked for a bit longer until I found a car. There was a figure inside seeming to be on their phone, talking.

I approached the car unknowingly, taking a closer look at whom the person could be. My stomach dropped and I almost tripped on my steps, running over to the bushes to hide.

I plopped on the ground, trying to calm myself as my chest heaved up and down.

Seriously, he had to be THERE? Out of all places?!

Okay, calm the heck down Y/n!

Just do what Chanyeol said.

Then you're good.

.........Yeah, good.

I peeked above my head, fixing my posture.

I walked from a direction where it seemed like I was just a normal passerby.

But- oh crap! - he noticed me.

Bingo.

He stopped focusing his attention on the phone, looking at me with doe eyes. I saw his lips mouth 'Y/n?' I glanced over, pretending to just now notice, and smirked.

He gulped.

I walked over to the car steadily, and leaned down at the already-opened window.  "You look quite familiar?" I smirked trying to keep an alternative persona.

He was still staring at me like a dear in headlights. I looked into his eyes, and that's when I felt guilt. Guilt. 

Why am I feeling guilty? I shouldn't be feeling guilty!

"Oh, so it is you! Taehyung oppa," I smiled.

"Y-y/n, w-why are you out here at this time? N-no wait, where did you c-come from?" He stuttered, voice still sounding just as deep as before.

"I wanted to take a stroll. Is that wrong?" I slightly pouted.

I stepped back fixing my poster while his eyes slowly gazed my outfit and figure.

He turned his head back to the steering wheel, rubbing both hands on his face releasing a loud, shaky sigh. 

"So...," I started, trying to figure out what I should do next. He looked back up at me with one eyebrow raised. 

"Are you just going to let me stand here, or give me a ride?"

The sound of a 'click' was made, signaling for me to go to the other side of the car. I slowly walked over opening the door and gently sitting inside, fixing my leg poster. The moment I sat down, I could feel his gaze on my short skirt which exposed most of my thighs. 

"You don't have to take me back, so we can just drive around," I smiled again.

Nodding his head, he drove off into the distance. He cleared his throat, "So, how have you been?"

"If I'd been not doing well, do you think I'd be in your car right now?" I chuckled.

"Uh, you're right...well I've been okay." He chuckled along.

"That's good." I put my left hand on his thigh squeezing it. He looked down at it and gulped.

"Can you pull over, by that sidewalk?" I pointed towards the nearby sidewalk.

"S-shouldn't I just take you h-ho-" I cut him off by giving him a glare.

The car soon stopped by the sidewalk. I thought about what to do next, fast. Unbuckling my seat belt, I looked at Taehyung. Before he could blink, I climbed over to his side sitting on his lap. I straddled him, resting my arms on his shoulders. 

"Y/n-ah, what are you d-" he said before I interrupted.

I hate you.

I smashed my lips onto his to shut him up. 

Oh, how it felt so right.

I moved my lips along his waiting for him to respond, which he did a few seconds later, slowly bringing his hands up to my waist. I almost got carried away when I felt the situation getting hotter, feeling his member harden against me.

Things got pretty messy as I made my way down to his neck nipping away at the soft spot. He groaned loudly, which honestly turned me on. I pulled back my arm from his neck and grabbed his bulge. 

A few seconds later, I realized what I was really supposed to be doing. In the middle of the session, I slyly pulled out my gun and whispered a 'sorry' before knocking him bluntly on the head.

His head slumped over and I sighed, bringing my finger to his neck to check if he was still alive.

Okay, welp. The job is done...

I brought my phone out, calling Chanyeol to tell him the 'plan succeeded', and that I'd drive Taehyung back to the warehouse.

It was a struggle to pull his heavy body to the passenger side. I took his phone and keys, driving off to the warehouse.

By the time I reached the warehouse, Sehun and Baekhyun were already standing outside. I got out from the car opening the passenger door. They both picked up Taehyung by the legs and arms, carrying him inside. I sighed through my nose, then walked inside behind them.

I walked to my room sitting on the bed due to being exhausted. A few minutes later, I could hear clapping. I raised my head to see Chanyeol walking in clapping.

"You did a good job, baby," he grinned.

I gave a smile small, still feeling bad for what I did. "Thanks," I mumbled.

"For that, I'll let you wear whatever you want, rather than that stupid uniform." He chuckled.

I gasped playfully. "Really? How did you know it was a stupid uniform to me?" I giggled.

"Not even a thanks?" He smiled. "It's basic and based from before, your sense of style is pretty nice."

I rolled my eyes. "Thanks?" I giggled again.

"Alright, well get some sleep. Goodnight Y/n." He waved and walked out the room closing the door.

"Goodnight Chanyeol.

Night Taehyung...."

I mumbled before falling asleep.

Meanwhile Chanyeol was still standing on the other side of the door.

"This world doesn't deserve a nice and sympathetic person like her..." He smiled and chuckled softly, walking away to his room.

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[a/n: i kind of have writers block, but i'll update when i get the chance to since i have school!1!! thank u for reading + there's more to come. ッ]