Short: You’re a tattoo artist for a gang known as EXO who own a club down town. (read synopsis at masterpost) Words: 8161 (sorrynotsorry) Warnings: Angst. fainting, sexual innuendo…guns, bruises, wounds. Pairings: D.O. x Reader, slight Kai X Reader, slight Chen X Reader A/N: A little happy trip present from me to you @oh-beyond enjoy ;) pup, new girl, all the good things. Guys let me know what you think ;) feedback much appreciated.
“So.” Baekhyun started as you walked into the room with a beer, a bottle of diet coke and a hot tray of nachos. “You fucking the hitman?” You didn’t reply, as you sat the tray down, places his beer in front of him and took a sip of your diet coke. “You’re going to ignore me all night?” No reply, you just reached for the nachos and pulled one of, stringy cheese trailing behind and revealing salsa underneath. “Angel, humour me. Don’t be like this.” “You gonna be an annoying little shit all night, I ain’t going to talk to you,” you said, but you had a smile on your face so he probably knew you were playing. He took his own nachos, and the crunching was loud in the room. “Before you nag I’ll turn on the music.” “I’m not getting a headset?” you pouted, actually very disappointed, you were sort of looking forwards to it. He shook his head. “Nope, this is not some chat line.” “As if you and Chanyeol don’t discuss girls on the floor to have a threesome with,” you bit, facing the screen and taking some more nachos.