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Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con, Underage Category: F/M, M/M, Multi Fandom: 방탄소년단_|_Bangtan_Boys_|_BTS Relationship: Kim_Namjoon_|_Rap_Monster/Kim_Seokjin_|_Jin, Min_Yoongi_|_Suga/Park Jimin, Jeon_Jungkook/Kim_Taehyung_|_V, Jung_Hoseok_|_J-Hope/Original Female_Character(s) Character: Kim_Namjoon_|_Rap_Monster, Kim_Seokjin_|_Jin, Min_Yoongi_|_Suga, Jung Hoseok_|_J-Hope, Park_Jimin_(BTS), Kim_Taehyung_|_V, Jeon_Jungkook Additional Tags: slight_yoonseok, Mentions_of_past_taegi, Smut, Angst_and_Fluff_and_Smut, Mystery, Past_Child_Abuse, Murder, Attempted_Murder, Gangs, Gang Violence, Fucked_Up, Torture, Angry_Sex, The_Author_Regrets_Nothing, The things_I_come_up_with, This_Is_Why_We_Can't_Have_Nice_Things, Drugs, Gangsters, Can't_tag_for_shit, Other_Additional_Tags_to_Be_Added, possibly Stats: Published: 2017-05-21 Words: 2929 ****** Dominos ****** by RmxLs4ever Summary Becoming the new leader of your father's acclaimed gang shouldn't be too much pressure, right? That's funny because you couldn't be more wrong. Kim Namjoon is now the face of Bangtan and has to take on his father's legacy, can he even live up to that expectation? Good thing he has a few members already supporting him one in particular being his best friend; Min Yoongi. Who in all reality is like a babysitter for the newly found leader, which is utterly time consuming, but what can you do? Plus there's no way in hell Namjoon can fuck up the first day, it's literally impossible! But of course he finds a way. Will this fuck up just fade in the background or will it come back to bite everyone in the ass? Notes See the end of the work for notes “We're gonna rule the world, you know that hyung?” Namjoon exclaims as he sips on his dark mysterious drink. His lanky body leaning against the edge of the chair as his upper half finds support on the black marble table, the private room was everything but empty with a few bodyguards. The room was filled with people who sat at another table that was long enough to sustain them all, the music plays at a decent volume still allowing people to have conversations. A few females, who were escorts, dance around to the beat as the others were too busy with the males in the room. All the guys enjoying the show were apart of the business and knew the rules and boundaries. It was a celebration party that everyone was excited for because today is a huge day for Namjoon. The young man wanted it to be a night that they would remember, so he decided to throw his party at the best club. This club is quite popular in Seoul and is packed practically every single night, you'd think people never went home. Of course since the main floor where all the partygoers are is so luxurious and comforting, the private rooms are 10x better. Unlike the main floor it is nice and quiet with music playing only of your choice and services available right at your door. The dark room was dimly lit which gave it a magnificent ora great for business, exclusive meetings and for these two gentleman, just relaxing as everyone enjoys themselves. “You've been saying that same exact phrase ever since we were kids, your vocabulary must be very minimal.” Yoongi comments halfheartedly with a hint of boredom. He was the more blunt one of the pair and speaks his mind no matter what situation they are in even if it's serious. The shorter male was like..well the ‘brains' of the operation, Namjoon is book smart but in the business they do you have to be street smart. What business? The dangerous business or illegal business shall we say, the kind that would get you killed if you ever tried to leave it. The kind where you can only trust a hand full of people in order to survive it because without any allies you sink faster than a ton of bricks in water. But let's boil it down and call it what it is, a mob or gang to simpler. Bangtan is the name everyone in the mob calls it but it's all under the Kim cooperation, owned by none other than Namjoon's father, Mr. Kim himself. Due to Mr. Kim needing to put more time and effort into the cooperation while also needing to become de-stressed, he has to leave Bangtan and turn it over to his son. Of course he was hesitant to let Namjoon run things but he was his own flesh and blood, so he would never betray him because there's no stronger bond than that. That doesn't mean the elder wasn't still worried that the young man would fuck up. Namjoon pouts as he stares at the shorter male, who looks so done with the him. Parties aren't Yoongi’s thing but he was there for the younger, “So mean hyung! You should be lucky you have any friends at all, I could easily make you disappear.” He warns with a snap of his fingers but the threat only made Yoongi scoff while rolling his eyes. “You have connections that's true, but who says I don't? And besides, I can pick you off anytime let's not forget who does all the dirty work.” Yoongi says nonchalantly while stirring his drink lazily, not wanting to get drunk before their mission. He couldn't believe that after throwing a party like this, Namjoon is suppose to do a business transaction. The elder made sure to watch how many drinks the soon-to-be-boss was going through, his limit was four because the taller male was no light weight. Yoongi was basically his guardian 24/7 and the only one Mr.Kim trusted to watch after the young male. Yoongi was in the hit man department and was assigned to kill anyone and everyone who caused trouble to Mr. Kim and his company. This mob was so large that there are certain departments in it, Yoongi had the pleasure of being in the one of the most cold hearted ones. He wasn't as cold as everyone believed him to be it was just..his past taught him how to isolate and suppress certain feeling and emotions. Being a hit man he was always assigned to go with Namjoon on any dangerous business, just in case things went south. “See, this is why we're besties. Always joking around but truly understand one another, that's real friendship.” Namjoon exclaims as he downs the rest of his drink which would make the fourth and final one for tonight. Yoongi motions to the personal server to cut him off completely, which the male nods in response. “Don't say ‘besties', what are you a 16 year old girl?” “I am at heart.” Namjoon smiles goofily at the elder which Yoongi chooses to ignore, asking the server to bring them some water. Namjoon desperately needs to sober up in Yoongi’s perspective since the mission after this isn't all fun and games, like all their missions. He didn't need Namjoon making a fool out of himself now, Mr. Kim is already skeptical of passing power down to him. Yoongi tries to talk to the younger getting him to sober up. "How does it feel to finally be the boss?" He asks while leaning his head against his propped up palm. "It's fantastic and fucking scary at the same time. I'm glad that I won't be doing anymore lifeless missions but now I have to be a serious adult." The younger expresses with a bit of a sigh but he looks happy nonetheless, just look at this party he threw just for the occasion. Yoongi pats the younger's back, "I'm happy for you man, you really deserve this. I know you can run things so don't worry." He tries to sound as warm as possible, but his monotone voice doesn't really express emotions well. Namjoon could tell the differences though and knew the elder was trying to be supportive..a little bit too much. "I hope so, I don't want to let my father down." "You won't." "Yoongi, you're being overly supportive all of a sudden..what do you want?" Namjoon questions suspiciously, Yoongi was his best friend but he was never this encouraging. "Nothing man, I'm truly proud of you and how you're moving up." Yoongi shrugs while glancing slowly to the side before peering back at him, that was a universal sign of the elder. He definitely wants something and Namjoon knew exactly what. "You want to be my right-hand man, don't you?"   "Hell yeah, I deserve to be second in command. I basically watched over your dumbass ever since we were kids and if you weren't Mr. Kim's son I'd probably be the boss. Plus, I'm tired of fucking around almost risking my life on these stupid tasks. We're besties, remember?" The elder's true intentions were confessed which causes Namjoon to laugh, he never expected him to say “besties” like ever. He takes a sip of his water before speaking up at Yoongi with a dimpled smirk. "I thought you hated the word 'besties' with a passion." "I'll make fucking friendship bracelets if you want just as long as I get the position." The nineteen year old let's out a chuckle finding Yoongi’s dedication hilarious, "Dude of course you're second in command! There's no one better qualified than you and if I didn't give you the position, you'd probably end my life." He expresses before placing a hand on the elder's shoulder, flashing him a reassuring smile. "You're damn right." Yoongi comments while finishing his drink, pushing the glass against the marble top. The server picking it up beginning to pour some more alcohol into it but is stopped by the male waving him away, the server bowing before taking the glass and assisting others. "We still have one more order to do, you ready?" Namjoon asks while sipping his water, feeling a bit more sober and prepared to get this thing over with. Yoongi nods before raising up from his seat and peering down at the younger, as ready as ever. "When am I not?"   The younger male downs the rest of his water before getting up from his seat, fixing his suit. The duo walking towards the door but not before Namjoon announced their departure, “Jackson, please watch other everyone and make sure they leave in about an hour.” The bubbly male nods at him, giving him a thumbs up. The two friends head out of the club and to their vehicle, Yoongi sinking into the passenger's seat as Namjoon takes the driver's. The younger glances over at him as he starts up the engine, “What's the address?” He asks. Yoongi sighs before pulling his phone out and showing Namjoon swiftly, “Got it?” Yoongi grumbles. The blonde teen just chuckles at the elder before nodding, “Got it.” He confirms as the leave and head toward the location. __ -Yoongi Pov-   "Why did the dude want to meet up in such a fucking secluded place?" Namjoon whines as he stares outside at the only light source in the pitch black darkness. I'd be lying if I said it wasn't a strange request to meet up out here, alone. Of course Namjoon couldn't have truly come alone, he's far too important to be trusted in the hands of a stranger. I wish Namjoon knew like how Mr. Kim knows, that my skills are undeniably remarkable. It's not me showing off or bragging in anyway, it's just cold hard facts. I tilt my head to the side suspiciously at the scenery, if it was only me here I would have already left the mission. It's just not worth it in my eyes but what the boss says goes. "Seems sketchy to me." I simply reply as I can sense the younger tense up beside me. Namjoon's face pales as his frown deepens,"I don't want to go alone bro, do I have to?" He asks sheepishly while shifting his eyes from the single light to me. I feel slightly sorry for him because he legitimately seems frightened, but I remember that he's suppose to be the new boss. If he can't handle doing shady shit like this then there's no way he'll be able to be the boss. He needs to do this and I won't enable him. "You don't sound like a hard-core boss right now, more of a scared little kid." I taunt hoping that he will grow a pair and prove me wrong, but he just furrows his brows before continuing. "Because I’m scared shitless right now!" "Aish, you know I'll be right here." I want to slap this wimp so bad but stop myself, now he seriously needs to go alone. If Mr. Kim was here to see how much of a pussy he's son was being, he'd forget about leaving Bangtan in an instant. The younger scrathes the nape of his neck while peering down, "I..but I forgot my gun..I won't feel safe without it." the excuse actually escapes his lips. My temper rises and I try to calm myself down, or else I'd kill the fool. "How the hell did you forget your gun?" "I just did okay!" "I'll keep a close eye on you guys then, it was his request to be met with alone." "Fine, fine I'll go. Can't believe I have to do this bullshit.." He finally gives in which settles my temper quickly. I pat his shoulder pretty roughly as he sighs heavily. Namjoon reluctantly opens the door before trudging out, slamming it shut immediately after. I roll my eyes at the other's behavior as I watch him walk over towards the single light post. The black suv, much like our own, was sitting next to one of the big rusty tins. I hadn't noticed the guy leaning against it until Namjoon walked up, which made the man step forward into the light. I could tell that nearly scared the soul right out of Namjoon's body as he flinched slightly, holding his chest tightly. They begin to have a conversation normal after the scare and I decide to check my phone after five minutes of them chatting. I saw a few messages from Taehyung and Hoseok with a couple of social media notifications. I answer their messages then click the alerts from my apps, just something to pass the time. Hoseok didn't want anything he was just so drunk he must gotten bored and texted me. He's messages coming in with random sentences put together, I hope the kid's alright and at home. Taehyung just sent some updates on shipments and attempted some undesired flirting with me. I'm surprised he actually didn't want to attend the celebration party, considering he could have gotten laid which he desperately needed and wanted. Taehyung is strange though and said he was experimenting in the drug lab, he was always in that lab when he needed to clear his mind. But I wasn't in the mood for his tacky flirting, I ended the conversation swiftly as I glance up from the device and back at the two men.   My gaze hardens as I see the mysterious male pat Namjoon's shoulder and leading him over to suv. This was suppose to be an important task requiring him to look at the weapons he had, but I got a gut feeling that this was wrong. He was too friendly but distant at the same time, I notice that he dressed to impress. In a clean black pants suite with his raven hair slicked back. He was nearly as tall as Namjoon as he places his arm around his shoulders, trying to seem trustworthy. But to me he wasn't trustworthy and the fact that he was trying so hard really set off alarms.   My feelings were soon confirmed once Namjoon turns around, walking to the vehicle and I notice the man reach for something in his coat pocket. Rule number one, if you see anyone reaching for anything without your knowledge 9 out of 10 times it's a weapon. I take action as I get a quick glimpse of something silver, swinging the door open as quietly and quickly as possible. My gun already drawn as I swiftly make my way towards him. I can hear Namjoon still going on about the dumb prices as the guy aims a pistol at the back of his head. I'm right behind the guy as he finally realizes another person has arrived but it was too late, I unarm him and get him in a chokehold in record time. He struggles before I press the metal barrel against his temple before shooting, at this point Namjoon has snapped his whole body around to to see the bloody mess. His eyes wide with shock, fear, and confusion all at once as his mouth opens and closes like a fish. Trying to find the words to say but he honestly couldn't, I understand completely. If someone I was just talking to just got killed out of nowhere I would be speechless as well. I laugh dryly at the his expression as he shifts his eyes to something behind me, "W-watch ou-" he yells but I don't hear fully as my hair is being yanked back. I let go of the lifeless corpse as someone grip my wrist, trying to get my gun away from me. It was such a cheap attack and obviously done by someone young and inexperienced, but they have a strong hold I'll give them that. So this fucker brought a friend too? How fun. I fight against them as they keep attempting to get the gun but eventually they claw at my arm, scratching me harshly. I toss the weapon into the darkness but pull out my switchblade instead, gripping the person. Rule number two, always have a back up whether it's a person or object for defense. I hear them yelp as I yank them closer until we're basically hugging, they struggle but soon scream out in pain as I plunge the blade into their back. Their strained voice rings loudly into my ear but I'm use to it by now, if he wasn't such a fighter his death could have been quick just like his friend's. I slide the sharp metal out, moving it down their spine before picking a new home for the blade. As the knife enters their lower back I feel them go limp underneath me and I peer down. Short black hair slowly moving down my chest as their body gives up, I drop them as soon as I retrieve the knife from their flesh. I look at the shining knight in armour as blood pools around them, he was younger than the other male. Probably some teenage rookie thinking it would be fun to be apart of a gang or something. I hate killing people but once you put my loved ones or myself in danger, you gotta go. Besides, it's my job anyway. I peer over at Namjoon who snaps his gaze away from the bodies, to me in an instant only muttering two words. "Holy shit.." End Notes Well that escalated quickly. Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!