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Coincidence: Chapter 3

Chapter 1   Chapter 2   Chapter 4

Pairings: V (Taehyung) x reader

Gender: Female

Synopsis: Life for (Y/N) had been, for the most part, normal. She worked, went to college, went to parties, had friends, you know, the basics. However, all of this changed when she started seeing a mysterious, attractive, and most of all dangerous man everywhere after one fatal night that seemed to be just a coincidence.

Genre: Mafia AU

Warnings:Cursing/swearing

Word Count: 2,474


You stared at Jackson from across the table. After two weeks of planning, you two were finally able to go out on your date. Now was your chance to get the information you wanted. Yes, that sounded like you were just using Jackson, but you weren’t. He was an extremely nice man, so you wouldn’t mind him sticking around for a bit, at the very least.

The restaurant Jackson took you to was amazing. Everything looked so fancy and expensive, you would never be able to afford to eat at a place like this on your own. Even the table cloth seemed like it cost more than your whole family. How was Jackson able to afford to go here? This just raised your suspicions about him.

“So, (Y/N), tell me a little more about yourself,” Jackson said with a kind smile on his face.

“Oh! Ummmm, well, I’m in college… and… I don’t know, what do you want to know about me?” You said, fiddling with your hands.

“Well, let’s start with your college life then, what do you plan to do afterwards?”

“To be honest, I’m not completely sure, but I’m planning to become a doctor as of now.”

“Oh, a doctor, how interesting! I believe that you’ll become an amazing doctor, but are you really sure you’ll be cope to deal with all those years of studying?”

“That’s exactly why I don’t know if I’ll stay determined enough to finish my schooling. I also want to have the chance to start a family without any disruptions.”

“That is true. Is that why Jungkook is so desperate to get you a boyfriend?”

“That’s part of the reason.”

“What’s the other part?”

“The fact that he’s a little shit, and he loves to see me embarrassed.”

Jackson started laughing at your remark towards your “dear” friend. His laugh was amazing. It was extremely high pitched for a man, and it drew the attention of many people towards your table. You quickly looked down to your lap and waited for Jackson to calm down. All these rich people made you self conscious; they made you feel as if you didn’t belong.

“(Y/N), you are one of the funniest women I have ever met! You are never afraid to say what you think.”

You smiled at Jackson and took a sip of your drink. The night mostly consisted of you two having small talk and Jackson’s high pitched laugh. You were thoroughly enjoying yourself, Jackson was a very laid back man. It was a surprise he was the same man from that night. Unfortunately, you couldn’t find the perfect moment to ask him about it. Every time you would try to turn the conversation to his job he would always steer you two away from that conversation. That is, until after a particular “funny” comment from you, Jackson looked over your shoulder and completely froze, as if he had seen a ghost.

“What’s wrong?” You asked turning to look over your shoulder.

Suddenly, Jackson grabbed your face and pulled you closer to him. You were barely a centimeter apart, what was he trying to do? Who was back there?

“Don’t look back at all okay?” Jackson looked at you with complete seriousness. How is he able to change personalities so quickly?

“Okay, but can you at least tell me why I’m not allowed to look back?” You whispered.

“…Fine,” He said with a lot of hesitation.

“V is here,” he finally said after taking a deep breath.

V was here? Your heart immediately started beating faster, would he recognize you? Why here of all places? Questions ran through your mind a mile a minute, what were you going to do?

“Don’t worry, (Y/N), he’s not the type to murder someone in public. He likes to do his business in private, I don’t blame him, it’s easier that way,” Jackson said as if he had read your mind.

However, his comment just added to your worries. What exactly did Jackson mean by easier? Since when was murder a business? You were so confused, but who could blame you? You took a deep breath and took a long swig of your almost forgotten wine on the table.

“Woah, (Y/N), calm down! You do not want to get drunk, especially with V in the building!” Jackson yelled at you, taking the wine glass from your hand.

You just stared at Jackson and took a deep breath. You needed answers. The problem was that Jackson seemed like he was never going to give you them. You decided to keep quiet for now. If you continued causing trouble Jackson might cause a scene, and lord knows you don’t want that to happen. You looked back at Jackson. His eyebrows were furrowed; he genuinely looked worried about you. You gave him a small smile in reassurance.

“Jackson, can I tell you something?”

“Of course, you can tell me anything.”

“Promise you won’t get mad?”

“I promise.”

“I need to pee,” you said feeling your face heat as the laughter started. It’s not your fault! You just thought he should know so he could escort you, or something, so you wouldn’t get hurt!

“Are you serious?” He said between giggles. You nodded your head vigorously.

“Well, I think it’s safe enough for you go to the bathroom by yourself. Go ahead, I’ll be right here,” Jackson smiled at you, motioning for you to go.

You smiled thankfully and stood up. You quickly walked towards the bathroom. In truth, you didn’t really need to go, you just wanted to think over how you would force the answers you needed out of Jackson. You passed many tables, avoiding people’s stares, it seemed like not many people appreciated Jackson’s hyena like laughter. Unfortunately for you, you happened to miss a certain man’s stare as you walked in the bathroom.


Jackson took a sip of his wine and looked at his watch. It was getting late, he would have to escort (Y/N) home. No telling what V would do to her if she was alone. Suddenly, Jackson heard a chair screech and looked up, thinking (Y/N) was back.

“How cute, you’re on a date,” V taunted him taking a seat in (Y/N)’s chair.

“What do you want?” Jackson sneered at V.

“I want many things, Jackson, but the one thing I want the most is the money you owe me, remember that? Of course you don’t, don’t even bother answering that question, you were too busy fooling around with a girl,” V scowled at Jackson, who looked like he was ready to murder V in the middle of the restaurant.

“First of all, it’s not me who owes you money, it’s JB, he’s the leader after all. Secondly, I’m not ‘fooling around with a girl’. I’m just spending time getting to know her, that’s all.”

“Well, tell JB to give me the money he owes me, and you are fooling around, let’s face it. How could I blame you, though? She’s a sight for sore eyes, very different from the average hooker.”

That comment crossed the line for Jackson. He stood up from his chair and slammed his hands on the table. V just sat in the chair with a smirk on his face. He wanted Jackson to get mad, he wanted Jackson to get violent. After all, Jackson had to be one of the most tame members of his group, right next to Youngjae. V just wanted to see Jackson’s true pontential, and then find his weakness.

However, to V’s disappointment, Jackson just took a deep breath and sat back down, earning him a scowl from V.

“I wouldn’t want to cause a scene, V. You know how the cops are looking for you. I wouldn’t want your empire to crumble. I suggest you go back to your table.”

V opened his mouth to protest, but he happened to see (Y/N) making her way back to the table, oblivious to what is going on with Jackson and him. He looked back at Jackson, giving him one more scowl, and stood up leaving the table.


You walked back to Jackson, lost in thought. After much thought on how you would approach the situation, you decided to just be up front about it. You were going to demand answers from him, and you weren’t going to back down. You thought of the exact words you were going to say to Jackson on your way back. However, a deep voice cut you out of your thoughts.

“Excuse me, miss?”

You looked up and there he was, V. You gulped, there he was, the man that stayed in your mind weeks after “meeting” him. Did he remember you? Probably not, he, unlike Jackson, wasn’t able to get a good look at you since you spent the majority of the time running away from him.

“Yes?” You replied, your voice shaking.

“I suggest you stay away from Jackson, he’s not who you think he is.”

“And why would I trust you? I don’t even know who you are!” You glared at him, trying to act brave.

“You might be right about not trusting me, but you are absolutely wrong about not knowing me. You know who I am, and I know who you are, even though you didn’t even bother introducing yourself after you saved your little boyfriend, (Y/N).”

“He’s not my boyfriend. He’s just a friend, and you’re just a nobody.”

“Don’t be so sure of that, sweetheart. After all, I am not just a nobody, you’ll see, so watch your back,” he said, winking at you before walking towards his table.

You quickly walked back to Jackson, who seemed completely clueless as to what just happened. After that conversation with V, your determination for answers increased drastically. As you sat down Jackson smiled at you, though he looked a bit bothered by something.

“Jackson, I want answers,” You said sternly.

“About what?”

“About everything! Why is V so dangerous? What do you work as? Can you please just answer everything?”

“… fine, I’ll answer your questions,” Jackson said running his hand through his hair.

“But let’s go somewhere else, I don’t trust anyone here,” he said, waving down a waiter for the bill.

Afterwards, Jackson drove you back to your apartment, and you were beyond terrified. Why didn’t he want to give you answers at the restaurant? Was it because of V? Pushing your thoughts aside, you decided to mentally brace yourself for what Jackson was going to tell you.

You led Jackson to your living room and sat down, patting the spot next to you. Jackson sat down and took several deep breathes, until finally he spoke.

“If I tell you, just promise you’ll keep this a secret. Take it to your grave, (Y/N).”

“I will, I promise,” You said, your voice barely above a whisper.

“Okay, also promise you won’t freak out and stop talking to me.”

“I promise.”

“Okay, good, just making sure.”

“Just tell me already, Jackson!”

“Okay, okay! I’m in the mafia.”

“What?”

“I. Am. In. The. Mafia.”

“Wha- but, how? You don’t seem like that type of guy.”

“I’m not, believe me. I just ended up being friends with the wrong kind of people, and then somehow I got sucked into the mafia.”

“Don’t you ever want to leave?”

“At times, yes, but most of the time I’m content. I’m spending time with the people who care about me the most. I might leave one day though, if possible, once I start a family.”

“What about V?”

“V is part of a very successful mafia gang, called BTS. It’s a silly name really, but they are one of the strongest out there, they practically run the state! They have many people on their side, we call them ARMY, but there are only six men who really have the most power.”

“Who are those men?”

“We know most of their names, they are: V, Rap Monster, Jin, J-Hope, Jimin, and Suga. However the-”

“How come they all have such strange names?” You asked, interrupting him.

“To protect their identities, nobody wants to get caught. Now, as I was saying, there is one new addition to BTS. Normally, this wouldn’t matter, but it has been rumored that this new person has been given a high position in the gang. Adding one more to the list of powerful in BTS.”

“Do you know their name?”

“Unfortunately, no. This makes it even more dangerous, they could be literally anyone, and we wouldn’t know.”

“What gang are you a part of?”

“I’m part of a gang called GOT7, and I have one of the high positions,” Jackson said semi-proudly.

“Can you tell me their names?”

“Hmm… sure, I guess. The leader of our gang is called JB, then there’s me, Mark, Jinyoung, Bambam, Younjae, and Yugyeom.”

“Oh, is your gang strong?”

“I’m pretty sure we are. We’re at least as strong as BTS.”

“Oh, well, I have one more question,” You said holding up one finger.

“Go ahead.”

“Why were you and V in the alley that night?”

“Well, BTS and GOT7 had a partial alliance.We would basically help each other out every now and then in exchange for never ratting our gangs out to the cops. However, one day we borrowed some money from BTS, and V wanted us to pay it back to him once we were able to. We sent the money, but, according to V, they never received it. So V called one of us to go meet and talk with him, and I was the lucky one who had to go. Soooooooo… You’re all caught up now,” Jackson said, smiling awkwardly.

“Wow, Jackson. Thank you so much for filling me in on everything,” You said holding his hands.

“I think it’s time that I go, it’s getting pretty late,” Jackson said, looking at the clock.

Jackson headed towards your door, however, he stopped before he could put his hand on the door knob.

“One more thing (Y/N), take care of yourself. V knows how you look like and he knows that you are somehow involved with the members of GOT7, and, believe me, that is enough reason for you to be murdered,” he turned back to the door and opened it before stopping again.

“I’m sorry to say it (Y/N), but you are now involved with the mafia, and you have little to no chance of ever being forgotten by any of us. Especially V.” 


(A/N): Sry for the long wait *cri* but I’m back and I am thinking about starting my first GOT7 fanfic

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