EXO Mafia Reaction: When their fiancee runs away

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BTS Reaction

Park Chanyeol

Originally posted by porkdo-bi

He was keeping track of not only you but all off your devices, so he knew you were planing to escape.

*Snatching your phone from your hand* “Jagi, I think we need to talk.”

Xiumin/Kim Minseok

Originally posted by katherine8595

One night you woke up to Minseok sitting in the corner of your room.

“So you’re finally awake. It’s time to stop playing these silly games and come back home with me.”

Chen/Kim Jongdae

Originally posted by kim-jongmin

When one day he came back after work and saw you missing, he couldn’t believe you betrayed him like that.

“That girl… She couldn’t have gone far.” he thought getting into his car.

D.O/Do Kyungsoo

Originally posted by krapyeol

He would be angry af. He was at work when his men called him and told that they lost sight of you. He trashed his office before storming out to go find you.

“Aish, she’s nothing but trouble.”

Kris/Wu Yifan

Originally posted by browbrothers

After he told you, he’s in the mafia, he expected all kind of reactions but definitely not this. Trying to control his anger, he gathered all his men and told them to bring you back using any means possible.

“She has to be back home by evening, you understand?”

Tao/Huang Zitao

Originally posted by anki-tao

After not seeing him for a few weeks and thinking you finally escaped, he came in and sat down at the opposite side of the table at the restaurant you were having dinner at.

“I gave you enough time to change your mind and come back on your own, seeing as you have no plans of doing it, I will take you myself.”

Kai/Kim Jongin

Originally posted by katherine8595

He would be pissed.

“I tell her my secrets and this is how she repays me.”

Byun Baekhyun

Originally posted by katherine8595

He was searching for you for a whole week so when he finally saw you in another city he slammed you into an alley wall between the buildings.

“Naughty girl, so this is were you were hiding.”


Originally posted by callmeminseok

He knew exactly were you’re going so decided to watch from a distance and see what you will come up with. In a few days he lost interest though and decided to just approach you.

“Had your fun? Now it’s time to go home.”

Lay/Zhang Yixing

Originally posted by katherine8595

A few months later you were about to go out of your new apartment when you opened the door and saw Yixing. 

“You’re pretty good at this, it took me longer than expected to find you.” he said throwing you over his shoulder and descending down the stairs to the car.

Suho/Kim Junmyeon 

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

He found you the same day in one of the train stations.

“I didn’t propose to you so you would leave me the next day, you should now understand that there is no escape, I have eyes all over the country.”

Oh Sehun

Originally posted by kaisoh

You were packing your things not expecting him to be back home so soon. You didn’t even hear him approach you from behind.

“Going somewhere? You know you can’t do that. We are engaged now.”

A/N: Hope you enjoyed!! I wrote this as if the member is the gang leader. BTS reaction coming up next. Feel free to request more scenarios, reactions etc, I keep up with a lot of groups, both male and female!! 😄

EXO - Reaction to seeing you interact with supportive fans.



You: “Xiumin, you’re smiling a lot today.”

“I’m just really happy that you and the fans get along.”


 “Do you mind If I join the conversation?”


“There are certain things which I really hope you’re not telling the fans.”

You: “Like…”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about.”


*Finds it great that you’re talking to the fans but is slightly worried because he wants you to be safe and knows that not all ‘fans’ aren’t going to be respectful.*

“You know I love you talking to the fans but just be careful, okay?”


*He’d try his best to join in with the conversation but would end up confused about what you were talking about, leaving him to just nod his head to everything you say.*


*Gets slightly jealous when you’re not giving him as much attention.*

“I’m here too!?”


*Communicates with the fans like he would normally, the only difference being that you’re there.*


*Attempts to sneak up on you as you talk to the fan but the fan warns you.*

“I thought you were meant to be on my side.”


*Stands back and lets you interact with the fan on your own, watching you and occasionally giggling at the both of you.*


“I.. I’m so proud of you.”

*Starts to get really emotional.*


*Tries to make you and the fan laugh with really childish humour, which would him laugh way more than you or the fan.*


“I’m jealous; no one wants to spend time with me.”

If he hurts you in a fight- Chen

You were sitting in your living room waiting on Chen to come back into the room. He was in your shared bedroom looking at the necklace he let you wear. You broke it and it was his mother’s. It was the only thing he took with him from home of hers and since he doesn’t really get to see her and since she is very sick, he holds it most dear. He let you wear because you had seen it one day and said you liked it.

Rocking back and forth you were very nervous to how he would react. You hear him and stand up. He goes to walk past you to the first door but you block him. “Baby, talk to me.” you plead with him as tears welled up in your eyes. Chen looks at you with anger and he tries to move past you. Continuing to block the door you don’t move. “Move. Now.” he says in a low voice you didn’t know he had, but you don’t move.

“Chen, just talk to me. I am sorry! It got caught on the handle of the dresser!” you try and tell him what happened but he was too upset to care. “Just let me leave for a little bit, okay?” he pushes you out of the way and you knock into the table beside the door. You look down and see blood from your hand from the glass of the picture frame on the table. You look up when you hear the door slam. Chen never turned around. Wiping your eyes you reach for your phone to call your best friend since the bleeding won’t stop and the cut is really deep.

You sit in the waiting room of ER with your best friend holding your hand that is not wrapped up. The doctors told you that the cut needs stitches, but it will be a little bit so they wrapped it as you wait your turn to be seen. You had thought about calling Chen, but you decided against since he was mad at you. Looking to your friend you thank her for coming and bring you here.

Meanwhile, Chen sits at the bar of Chanyeol’s kitchen with an unopened beer in his hand. “Dude, you pushed her? Really?” Chanyeol said from the stove as he was cooking dinner for him, Baekhyun, Sehun, and D.O with D.O’s help of course. “I know I was just so mad. I wasn’t thinking straight. You know that’s the only thing I have of my mom’s so it really upset me.” Chen sighed and sat the beer down, “That’s why after I pushed her I just left. I couldn’t face her.”

After he finishes his sentence the front door opens and in walks Kia. “Sorry I am late I had to make sure y/bf/n got y/n to the ER okay. I hope she is alright, Chen. Why didn’t you take her?” Chen’s eyes widen, “WHAT DO YOU MEAN TAKE HER TO THE ER?” and with that Chen rushes out of Chanyeol’s house. Running down the steps he get into his and dials your number on down the road, praying you pick up.

Chen’s name flashes across your phone, sighing you answer. “Hello?” you voice is shaky because you think he is still mad and would yell at you. “Baby, are you okay? Why did she take you to the ER? Why didn’t you call me? What happened?” you could hardly understand him with how fast he was talking. “I’m fine. I just cut my hand on some glass.” you can hear the noise of a car in the background of his phone call. “Baby, you have to be more careful! What happened?” he asks you.

You hesitate to answer, “I cut it on the glass from the picture frame on the table beside the front door.” you say in a soft voice. “How did you-” Chen doesn’t need to finish his question because he answers it for himself has he remembers what he did. “Oh God. Baby, no. I-I didn’t- why didn’t you stop me? Why didn’t you call me? Oh gosh, I am so sorry.” you hear a door slam in the background of his shaky voice. “It’s fine Chen. I promise. Okay? Don’t worry.” as you say the last word you see Chen run into the ER with the phone to his ear and tears running down his face.

He falls to his knees in front of you as you sit in a chair. He holds your bandaged hand in both of his on your lap and he sobs into them. “I am so sorry. I just walked away. I pushed you and then walked away. I didn’t even check on you.” Chen continues to cry and hold your hands. “Honey, get up. It’s fine, come on.” you pull him into the seat beside you. As you do this you see your best friend wave at you and wink before walking out of the ER.

“Look at me, Chen” he looks into your eyes. “Now, I know you didn’t mean it and you were upset so I forgive you.” he goes to say something but you stop him. “BUT I swear Kim Jong-dae if you ever do that again I am leaving, okay?” as you say his full name his eyes go wide and after you finish his eyes water again. “I swear never, ever again! I promise.” You kiss his nose and lay on his chest, “Good. Now, be my pillow I am sleepy and my hand hurts.” Chen is confused then after a minute leans back runs his hand through your hair.

After you leave the ER you both go back home. Chen would never forget what he did. He would spend the rest of his life knowing he hurt you and trying to make up for what he did to you. And you couldn’t help but smirk because you know no matter what you could never leave him. You love this man to much to do that. -Admin Unnie

Originally posted by galaxychen

  • (talking about baekhyun)
  • lay: why are you so mad at him?
  • d.o: look, i don't wanna talk about it, okay?
  • lay: well, it just seems that you're doing...
  • d.o: you wanna be on my list too? keep talking! has anyone seen my list, by the way?
  • chen: um, no. what's it look like?
  • d.o: uh, it's a piece of paper and it says, "baekhyun" on it
soldier ; (demigod) kim minseok


the third part of my demigod!exo series (will have a second part). minseok as the son of ares.


let me be soft for once and say that i hope minnie had the best, greatest birthday yet and got lots of love and appreciation. that is all. (im tagging whoever reblogged the last oneshot/asked to be tagged @suedetonkin @i-am-a-death-dealer @dead-violinist @death-of-a-fanatic)



Originally posted by baozzis

for the third time that night, you thought back to that letter your family received via messenger.

while pulling a fresh sheet onto the spare cot in your bedroom, you thought of the words scribbled messily in smudged black ink.

soldier kim minseok will be passing through your village in four days. the military’s leader himself wishes for you to have a bed prepared and food on the table for his night’s stay.

the four days had passed, and any moment now, this soldier would arrive.

you’d heard of minseok many times before, as there were so many rumors about him being passed from ear to ear throughout the village.

last night, while eating dinner, your mother had shared some of this gossip to you and your father with wide, shocked eyes.

she’d recited that, despite being one of the lower ranking soldiers, even someone as fearless and trained as his leader feared him.

calista from the market claimed that this is due to his parental connection to god ares,” she had said in pure disbelief.

you found it oh-so easy to judge him based on the awful rumors of his ruthlessness and his violent temper, and as much as you did so, you couldn’t find it in yourself to form poor thoughts against him. you continuously told yourself that you were simply giving this man the benefit of the doubt, but you knew that wasn’t it.

the free life he lived was something you craved. even though every girl in the village was already married off by their fathers at your age, you remained untouched and locked away, like a caged bird.

despite these thoughts, you were a bit put off by his sleeping arrangements. even your father–especially your father–was displeased with the idea of having this man share your room for a night. but with such little space and a desperate need to please this soldier, it was your final option.

a loud rapping sound echoed through the small home, signifying that kim minseok had arrived.

your father was bound to answer the door himself, but for the sake of being polite, you paused what you were doing to aide in greeting the night’s guest.

it didn’t take long at all to enter the living room, where everyone seemed to be.

“y/n can show you to your room while i finish getting supper around,” your mother offered as you answered the room.

you gave an inviting smile to the soldier.

his looks fit his reputation quite well, just with something a little more tempting laced into his appearance. you couldn’t quite place what that was. somehow, with his dark, cat-like eyes and well groomed hair, he seemed tempting. he looked inviting, in an eros sort of way.

“that’d be great,” he muttered lowly.

you politely took his small bag from him and gestured for him to follow you down the hallway.

“where are you travelling to, if i’m allowed to ask?” you wondered.

“i’m not in any mood to say,” was the only answer he gave.

“oh,” you responded quietly. a mental decision was made to leave that particular conversation at that, especially since you had more “hosting” to do, as your father had called it, “i’ll just need to pull the spare blanket off of the clothing line, but other than that, everything is prepared. you’ll be sleeping on the left cot,” you announced upon entering your bedroom, “the other one belongs to me.”

you glanced at minseok just long enough to catch his nod out of the corner of your eye.

he wordlessly took his things from your grasp and went to his side of the room, leaving you in the doorway.

“the washroom is across the hall, and i can go get water from the well if you’d like to wash up,” you offered, receiving nothing but a cold head-shake no in return.

you were curious as to what had made him so perpetually grumpy, what had made him so unpleasant to be around. he intrigued you more than he should have, you thought. your mother would slap you square across the face if she knew how appealing you thought his lifestyle was.

you continued to think about this ten minutes later, as you sat across from him at the dinner table.

everyone had been eating silently, until your father spoke up.

“so, how are things with your father?”

at this innocent attempt at small talk, minseok’s jaw clenched and unclenched once.

you eyed him carefully, watching as he completely loosened his grip on the metal fork in his hand, allowing it to clatter onto his plate.

along with this, he stiffly stood from his seat and began making his way back toward the front door, all with his fists balled by his side.

“i’ve got it,” you said reassuringly once you saw both of your parents with wide eyes and gaping mouths, “we can’t allow him to have a poor stay, or everyone in the village will hear about it.”

your mother nodded furiously. there was a frightened look in her eyes when she said, “please, don’t say anything else careless.”

after gently setting down your fork and wiping off your hands, you pushed back your chair and followed in the soldier’s tracks.

you easily slipped out the front door, gently pushing it closed when you saw that he had plopped himself down on the grass a few feet away.

he turned to you with dark, brooding eyes full of vexation.

“my father didn’t mean anything harmful by asking what he did,” you began calmly, careful not to provoke him further, “he was only attempting to make conversation.”

“it was a poor attempt,” he spat, to which to had to nod in agreeance. the question had been asked in a genuine innocence, but the more though thought back to it, it was invasive and rude.

forgetting for a moment that your feet were bare, you stepped off of the stone path and onto the dampened grass.

slowly, you tip toed over to where he rested and sat on your knees across from him. you were less worried about staining your dress than flashing him your undergarments.

“i’ve been told i have a good pair of ears, if you wish to talk about it,” you gently informed him.

“i don’t,” he seethed.

“then we can talk about something else.”

“why are you so concerned?” he asked in that same tone.

of course, while you’d only spoken to him to make sure he wouldn’t mouth to anyone about how awful he thought your family was, you offered to listen because he perplexed you.

why had such a simple question infuriated him so much?

you knew so little of the gods in regards to their offspring–only the bare minimum you’d learned in school. because of this, he sparked your curiosity.

“my mother is petrified that you’re going to slaughter her husband,” you disclosed quietly, making sure he didn’t seem further agitated by this before continuing, “and at the moment, i’m extremely unable to deem it a far-fetched assumption.”

“he asked an intrusive question, i have every right to be furious.”

with hesitant fingers, you reached out to lift his chin so that he was looking you in the eyes.

“he’s a god, sir, people are bound to ask about him out of pure curiosity,” you smiled softly, “how you react is up to you.”

minseok took your hand in his and pulled it away from his face.

“amuse me,” he said suddenly, this time in a much more restrained voice. a small smirk played on his lips at whatever idea he had thought up, “distract me. help me to learn proper responses.”

“to begin, it may have helped if you hadn’t left the table. it’s considered rude,” you advised thoughtfully. secondary to being cautious of your wording, you kept in mind that only a certain amount of time could pass before your parents grew worried and came outside to check on you.

“would you rather i take my anger out on your father?” he quirked an eyebrow questioningly, “that’s what i would’ve done in any other situation, on any other day.”

“what makes this day any different?” you asked curiously. a moment passed before you quickly tacked on a rushed, “although i do appreciate that you’ve gone out of your way to not harm my father.”

“i should think that even someone like me deserves a peaceful day every once in a while. wouldn’t you think so too?”

as these words pushed passed his lips, his behavior began to make the slightest bit of sense. if you had figured correctly, his icy responses were used in order to avoid conflict.

you shook your head, “peaceful isn’t very fun, not in my opinion.”

“i would be willing to bet my arm that you don’t know violence, especially not like i do,” he countered in a gruff voice, “i’ve watched my own men– strong men, some of the bravest i’ve ever met–kill themselves to get away from the lives we live.”

“why haven’t you?”

what he revealed should have frightened you, yet it didn’t. you were still inquisitive about the life he lived.

even though you couldn’t see yourself in his shoes, doing what he did, you spent most of your nights tirelessly wondering what any sort of life away from home would be like.

“i think the both of us know the answer to that question.”

“you enjoy what you do.”

rather than questioning this, you stated it, for you knew it was a fact.

“more than i should.”

his coldness had yet to melt away, but he seemed to be enjoying your company. whether it was because he was able to avoid your family, or because it was the perfect distraction from his anger, you had no idea.

“then why are you so low in rank, if you sound like the perfect soldier? surely, if you have no intentions of leaving or betraying your leader,” you wondered aloud, now feeling more comfortable with asking such questions.

minseok shook his head, “it would drive you away if i were to tell you. it’s a rarity that i meet someone who isn’t so frightened of me.”

“i’m sure i can handle whatever you have to say. i did ask you.”

“though i do fully intend to relish the rarity you are, imagine what would have happened if i had a weapon on hand and your father asked me such an infuriating question.”

at this blunt explanation, you winced a little. the mental image of your father’s bloody corpse wasn’t one you liked seeing.

“that makes sense,” you agreed confidently, making sure to not let your tone waver.

“since you’ve been so nosy, i think it’s fair that i get to ask you something now,” he declared.

“of course,” you agreed with a slight nod.

“i trust that you’ll answer me honestly,” he said, pausing for a moment to allow you to give a nod of response, “if i were to take you away for seven days, would you agree?”

his query was so tempting to respond to with a yes. no matter where he was going or what he was doing, you would give anything to see a new place. still, there was one complication.

“my parents would never agree to such a thing.”

the soldier chuckled, “your parents answer to me, sweetheart. no one would dare oppose one of my orders.”

“you would make it an order?”

this made you the slightest bit uneasy. you did love and appreciate your parents, and had every intention to return to them. the way he was making it sound like he could take you at any given time and not return you was something you weren’t fond of.

“if you wished to go, yes.”

“i’d love to go with you, on the condition that you promise to bring me back in seven days.”

as you slowly said this, you heard the front door opening behind you.

“y/n?” your father questioned, “are you alright?”

“i’m fine, father,” you responded reassuringly, not looking over your shoulder at his expression, “we were just talking.”

“she’ll be going inside shortly,” minseok informed him, “she must pack, after all.”

you knew this was the time to stand and face your father.

once you had done so, you were fully able to see the look of disbelief on his face.

“you can’t kidnap my daughter,” he protested softly. your mother came up behind her, looking petrified for you, “tell him, please. tell him he can’t just take you away.”

“i’m not kidnapping anyone,” minseok snapped defensively, “i gave her an option, just as she gave me an answer.”

“i’ll be returned in seven days,” you tried reasoning. your mother now had tears in her eyes, as did your father, “i promise.”

“no need,” the soldier said, making sure to do so before either of your parents could get out a word of response, “you’ll be going with me whether they’re in agreeance or not.”