Tik Tok Mafia x Reader

The Poker Player

Hey guys, just wanted to give a little warning that this story contains language pertaining to guns and shooting, so heads up!

Reader's POV:

"Hello, and welcome to the Tik Tok casino," I told my 100th sucker for the day and it isn't even 2 pm yet. My name is (Y/N) and I work for Zeta at one of the mafia's many casinos.

See I have only met the boss once, but I do know she loves her casinos, especially since she loves to gamble. I for one honestly hate seeing these "guests" come in every day because they are all the same personalities. They come in drunk with all their buddies and lose every single time. Not only that, but they can be very rude so sometimes I have to call the bouncers for help. What I would prefer to do in my free time is stay inside, under my blankets, and watch (fav/t.v.show). But this job pays well, and who else would hire someone like me.

"Hey baby, the boys and I would love to join you for some poker." I turn around and cough at the sudden smell of alcohol reeking off these boys. Ugh, I guess I really do gotta start. I announce to the rest of the crowd, "I have 4 gentlemen at my table and 1 seat left, any takers going once...going twice... goin-." "I would love to have a table miss/Mr." 

I roll my eyes and expect another deadbeat but am surprised to see a gentleman with a suit and bowtie, with a scar on his face. He does not appear to be drinking and seems to be all alone. I slightly smile at him, "Of course si-" "Hey toots, any day now! Or would you be better off in the kitchen?" I hear the other boys at the table laugh uncontrollably and I roll my eyes and growl. (I tried to make this as gender-neutral as possible, so I apologize for this part. But I honestly loved this line and had to include it.)"Right away sir." 

What I didn't notice was that the gentleman in front of me was also slightly growling and had an annoyed look on his face.

JJ's POV:

I walk into the casino with my head down and gun in my pocket. The plan for tonight was to rob Zeta, the rival mafia, of all their money at the casino. 

Myself, Frenchie, Bernice, and 86 have split up and plan to rob this place at exactly 5:00 pm. The reason why we are doing this so early is that frankly, I want to get this over with and not have to step into a casino as much as possible. People see me as a man who loves poker, which I sometimes do, but I would really love to take a nap right now. 

I stand right near a poker booth and radio the rest of the crew, "The boss is in position, over." (all right listen I don't know mafia nicknames or terms...give me a break here)! I then hear, "Hey baby, the boys, and I would love to join you for some poker." I turn around and see the most idiotic boys I've ever seen, going over to the poker table. I think to myself, "At least more money for myself, those boys are suckers."  I walk towards the table with a smirk on my face until I see the dealer's complexion and freeze. 

They have beautiful (y/hc) hair with (y/ec) eyes and a smile that would please any human that comes towards them, even though they look miserable. I internally blush, fix my suit and walk over to them. I hear them say, "I have 4 gentlemen at my table and 1 seat left.." and right before they finish their sentence, I say, "I would love to have a table miss/Mr." I knew that once our eyes meant, we both felt sparks between us. 

Right, when I was about to charm the miss, I hear one of the drunken men make a sexist comment about them and I give him the deadliest stare that I could muster up.

Reader's POV:

I pass out the cards to all 5 men and explain the rules of the game. I notice that while the game is going on, the mystery gentleman keeps winning every round. "Is he cheating or is he seriously that good at this? I really hope he keeps winning."  Wait.. what am I even saying? He is just another sexist jerk who will probably spend this money on drugs or prostitutes or something. 

I then feel a tug on my arm and I notice it is one of the drunk idiots. "Hey, doll quit thinking and start passing. We are obviously losing because you're sleeping with this guy." He and his other goons start laughing out loud and I turn beat red and look at the gentleman. We make eye contact and then I put my head down in embarrassment. I can't believe these guys got to me like that. Just when I feel like kicking them out, I hear a smack and I look up and see the most unbelievable thing. That gentleman just knocked the guy unconscious in one punch. "Now listen up gentleman. I do not appreciate you talking to a lady/gentleman with such vulgar tones. Now I suggest you get up and leave this place or it's gonna get messy." 

I see the man check his watch and watch as his face contorts into a grin. "I guess it's too late then." The gentleman then walks over to me and I see his face grow worried. "Doll stay with me, my name is JJ and my crew are about to rob the place. You'll be safe with me." I freeze, it's JJ...the JJ that Zeta warned me about. I back away from him saying, "I was told you're dangerous from Zeta..please don't hurt me." He gives me a sad smile and says, "Listen doll, I wouldn't trust everything you hear from her. Besides, I don't want you too involved with this life. Just come with me." 

I hear gunshots and turn around to see a bunch of armed women and men shooting up the place. I grab JJ instinctively, "Fine just get this over with or whatever." He grins and leads me out of danger. I notice the 4 boys from earlier getting beat up by someone with their mouth tied shut. I grin and nod my head. 

Well, at least they got what they deserved. When we get outside, JJ looks around and says, "All right I don't think anyone is out here so take this." He hands me the cash and it looks like a lot. "This is around $40,000, this may be enough for you to make it on your own without a job for a while. Just please find somewhere to work away from me and Zeta and the mafia, all right. I just want you to be safe, ok?" 

I look up at him, shock plastered on my face. "Why are you helping me?" He gives me a genuine-looking smile and says, "Because, ya don't look like the type who loves this atmosphere. Go find somewhere that makes you happy... It was nice meeting you." 

He turns around and I grab his hand. I see a blush on his cheeks and before he says anything, I say, "(Y/N), my name is (Y/N)." He grabs my hand and kisses it, "Well it was very nice to meet you (Y/N)." I grab his hand again, "Wait, when can I see you again?" 

He turns to me, moves my hand off of him, and before he runs back into the casino, he says, "Hopefully, you never will."

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