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Mafia.Bang Chan

Chan would never take you to one of his business meetings. He had sworn to himself to keep you safe no matter what. But when he receives the call he has been waiting for for days he’s in the car with you, on his way to a fancy dinner. The fancy dinner he wanted to take you to as an apology because recently he has had spend almost no time with you. Being a well known mafia boss certainly comes with a whole lot of responsibility. You knew well what he did and that he couldn’t just take a day off like a normal office job could. You weren’t angry or upset with him, honestly you were glad he was still in one piece every time you saw him. 

It was an important information trade and Chan had to do it himself there was no way to push this to a later time or date it had to be done now. He sighed. The other person was also well know for being impatient so he wouldn’t even have enough time to take you back home. 

“Babe you know I promised you this dinner and we will go to this dinner, but…”

“Business call, I know.”

“I don’t think it’ll take long, I promise to be quick okay? You just have to sit in this nice bulletproof car and don’t do anything stupid. And for the love of god don’t get out of the car whatever happens, got that?”

“Yes Chan, I got it. And don’t get any blood stains on your suit or we’ll have to get back home to get changed afterwards.”

He gave you a quick but loving kiss before he got out of the car. You were in an empty car park with only a few other cars parked around. Chan had a briefcase in his hand, standing there just in the middle of the parking lot when 3 other black cars pulled up. You watched them discussing something heatedly and you wished the other members were there too. 

You had only looked away for a few seconds to check the time on your phone when you turned back to see a gun pressed to Chans temple, his gaze completely unfazed. They knew you were in this car. The windows were tinted but you were 100% sure they knew. Suddenly your phone rang. You looked at the display.

“H-hello?”

“Listen Love we all know you are in this car, tinted windows can’t fool us and neither can your lovely boyfriends lies. You either get out right now or you can say bye-bye to him.”

You were shaking, tears building up in your eyes. Chan has told you so many times if a situation like this occurs you need to listen to his instructions and in this case you knew you shouldn’t get out of the car. But you wouldn’t let him just get shot, you knew and he also knew that. When you opened the door to get out he desperately tried to tell you to get back into the car, to turn around, to run, but a filthy hand was pressed against Chans mouth making it impossible to form words.

You walked closer, tears running down your cheeks, towards your boyfriend, when you hear two safety catches being released with a clicking noise. One gun is still pressed against your boyfriends head, one is pointing at you from a few meters away. 

“Any last words?”

Before you can say anything you hear a muffled gun shot and before you can even realise what happened Chan is grabbing your hand and runs with you back to the car, slamming the door shut and instructing the driver with the destination. When you look back you can only see several bodies and a black car drifting away with squeaking tires. Chan looks like a mixture of relieved and really really angry. He picks out his phone and calls several members. Turns out the others had definitely smuggled a tracker in your purse, one of Jeongins, the Groups youngest a specialist in all things revolving around IT and hacking, usually the one supplying information, newest little toys, that also recorded audio. They had followed you for a while but after a little incident Minho, the groups weapon expert and unbelievable sniper, made it just in time to a good spot and saved both of your asses.