Hi everyone - so today is the 7th anniversary of BTS debut and as a massive ARMY I have not been okay all day. For any fellow army's I hope you've all enjoyed festa as much as I have and I purple you all. In honour of this celebration, I'm gonna do a double update so enjoy!
Love Soph***
Maddie's hands shook as she polished the sketches she'd begun the day before, adding Taehyung's suggestions. As she pondered the seven jackets a thought came into her foggy mind Felix had mentioned how the shop tailored for the richest members of Seoul society - and not just those who earned their money legally. The crazy thought festered in her head as she whipped out her phone and texted a certain leader she knew.
From : 송마디
Hi Namjoon, have you by any chance ordered 7 suit jackets form an independent tailor?From : Kim Namjoon
Ummm, yes, have your tracking skills improved in the space of a school day, how do you know this?From : 송마디
No, I work at the tailor you ordered them from, we kinda need ur measurements to make the jackets once you choose which design you likeFrom : Kim Namjoon
Ohhh yeah of course I can't believe I forgot, I'll get them sent to you within half an hourFrom : 송마디
Thanks, also what did you mean this morning when you said I'd interacted with other gangs?From : Kim Namjoon
I'll let you figure that one out, and don't worry about those measurements, you're works email will have them very soonMaddie tired to feel relieved but this small success couldn't lift the weight off her shoulders. She felt overwhelmingly emotional, thousands of contrasting feelings battling in her head and thumping against her skull. The past few days had been a whirlwind and this was the first time she had any time to think about it.
From signing a criminal contract to being tackled to the ground by a perv, then having a heated argument with her sister which was more significant than either of them wanted to admit, then discovering Izzy's boyfriend was BTS's JK, and then school, where she'd lost control over herself again, and those girls and their stupid rumours.
The hinted threats as she signed the contract warning her that if she dared to slip up there would be insurmountable consequences chased through her mind, then Namjoon's shameless threats in the car ride to school the the girls and their words that cut deeper into her soul than any blade. It was all getting too much and she couldn't turn to anyone. Not Johnny or Izzy, they couldn't know about BTS or the girls at school, and Izzy certainly could never know about NCT, she couldn't even get ahold of her best friend. Thousands of miles and ever changing time zones keeping them separate. She had no one to turn to.
As she gripped her pencil so tight that her finger tips went white the redness of her knuckle was only exaggerated, the memories of hours before and bathroom floors smashing into her already crowded skull. A single heavy tear splashed onto the newly completed sketch festering in the paper, dying it a new colour. More tears streamed down Maddie's face and not matter how hard she tried she couldn't hold them back.
Less than a moment after the first tear fell she rushed out of the work room wordlessly and chased through the front room, ignoring Felix where he sat behind the desk clicking though the computer. She didn't stop until the was through the store room and on the other side of the building, off the street. The alley was dark and huge piles rubbish lined the area. Between the tall buildings only dim light reached the alley, the sun relatively low in the sky.
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City of Secrets | kpop mafia au
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