Lookism X Reader

Gun x Male Reader x Goo

Note: Not romance.  Just a little scene.

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A teen of about (AGE) years was walking home from a busy day of school. He was intensely glaring at the ground.  "He forgot to pick me up again," he grumbled.

The boy's uncle, who he has lived with for the majority of his life, was supposed to pick him up from school, but as normal he failed to do so.  It wasn't surprising to the (HAIR COLOR) haired teen, yet it was a bad day and his uncle would have made it better.  While the man was irresponsible, he was also fun.  His detachment meant he had no problem doing things the way he wanted or when (NAME) was there whatever he wanted.

(NAME) continued to walk.  He rose his head to sure not to bump into anyone. "Besides Crystal why are they all like this? It seems like nobody sticks around".

The family (NAME) made for himself, with the exception of his uncle, weren't blood related. Instead of blood bonds the family was made up of loyalty or occasionally debt. For the most part it was gangsters. (NAME) didn't spend most of his time with them though. They were just good and close connections for if he needed back up. (NAME) rubbed elbows with high class yet shady guys more often than not.

Even with the holes in some of their plans the higher up guys were bold in their plans. The most impressive to (NAME) was the basic take over of Seoul through business. The hole thing was orchestrated by his uncle's boss. (Name) got the chance to meet the guy once, and he was an intimidating monster of a man. The guy could see right through anyone.

Shuttering from the thought of his uncle's boss (Name) managed to bump into someone. The guy whipped around about to kill him but stopped before he could even lay a hand on him. (NAME) had grabbed his attacker's wrist and put it in a painful vice. He was impressed with the lack of sound coming from his would be attacker. At least he was until he got a good glance at who it was. In front of (NAME) stood one of his uncles, with traces of blood on his cheek, Gun. He let go of the older man's wrist.

"Goo didn't pick you up from school again I see" Gun said. He was looking down at (NAME). He was the responsible uncle, but also the strict one. (NAME) didn't like being under his scrutinizing gaze for too long.

"Yeah. He forgot again I guess... so what are you doing out here? It's not really your normal area".

Paying the question little attention Gun pointed towards a shop where a man was laying face down on the floor. "Why didn't you call me to pick you up? I told you not to walk back alone since you have to go through this neighborhood. People here aren't as nice as you'd like to believe".

(NAME) grimaced at his uncle. "I know you tell me all the time. I just didn't want to bother you".

Gun was about to open his mouth again when the loud sound of a car engine cut him off. Snapping his head to see where it came from he saw Goo sitting in the driver's seat revving the engine. When Goo noticed (NAME) he stuck his head out the window. "I missed pick up time again?"

(NAME) nodded. "You're so bad with time I don't know how you get anything done".

"Don't get smart with me. I'll still throw you out onto the street," Goo said before taking a glance back towards Gun. "We'll finish our talk later, (NAME)".

"Whatever," (NAME) said, and started back home.  He knew Goo too well and his uncle would never really kick him out.