fancam of beautiful things: seungri and daesung sitting beside bangtan. bangtan trying not to fanboy too much. while watching mamamoo and bangtan’s reaction to moonbyul’s “Welcome, first time with MAMAMOO?” ♥
Three Strikes Out
have to keep steady, no matter the situation.
Warning: Smut-ish Oral, guns, teasing, orgasm denial, pet names, etc.
know I haven’t been keeping up with my requests but this came to
mind from their new MV and oh whale
I definitely wasn’t thinking of LABOUM when I came up with the title leave me alone
You sat in your bedroom, your cousin had locked in you from trying to escape. You walked over pounding on the door, as you heard the lock turn and Baekhyun stand in the doorway.
“What’s the problem?” He asked, his eyes glancing towards Jongin who was also put on door guard duty.
“I didn’t know you were going to bring me back to this hell.”
“Sorry, you don’t go against the boss, not unless your an idiot, and Baekhyun’s not an idiot.” He shrugged his shoulders as he heard Jongin chuckle. “I’m not.” he said sternly glaring at him.
“Your an idiot to me.” You hissed as you walked away from the door. Baekhyun shook his head as he turned around shutting the door behind him. You heard the lock turn as he resumed his position in front of the door.
“Maybe next time, don’t mess with the bosses cousin?” Jongin whispered as Baekhyun glared at him.
“I do still have my gun.” Jongin chuckled as he sat back down on his chair.
“I’m not scared, you’re a terrible shot.”
“Ya!” baekhyun yelled at him.
Chanyeol walked into your apartment Jongdae stayed next to the door as he looked around. Your heart raced as he took in the child toys on the floor and a photos on the top of the front dresser. His gaze first landed on a picture of him and you, one of the first ones he had taken of you two, both smiling and happy. The next one was of you and a two young children, both couldn’t be more than 3. His eyes widen as he felt his heart race.
“It’s been about 3 years since you left.” He whispered, he picked up the photo of you and the child. His hand was shaking as he traced the babies face. He would recognize those ears anywhere, both of them had it. They had his ears.
“I found out when I was about five months. You thought I just gained some weight. At the time you were being hunted and I couldn’t risk it.”
“I would have protected you.”
“Chanyeol, you couldn’t even protect yourself. You hadn’t yet merged with Kyungsoo, and by the time I found out, I was already on the run and scared to emerge. I had two mouths to feed, and I thought you were better off gone without me.”
“I’ve been looking for you since you left. I’m never okay without __.” Her eyes held his own tears as yours began to fall as you heard giggles coming down the hall. You quickly whipped them away.
“Excuse me who are you?” You heard the grandmother from down the hall ask.
“Mrs. Capella? You can come in.” You call as she comes in with two young waddling toddlers on each hand.
“Eomma!” the called in unison as they waddled over to you, wrapping their arms around you as you bent down to greet them.
“Do I need to get my cane?” Mrs. Capella asked as she glared at the young man. She recognized him from the pictures.
“No, Mrs. Capella, we’re okay. He won’t hurt us.”
“I’ll be down the hall if you need me.” Mrs. Capella excited not without a sharp glare at Chanyeol who tried to suppress the shudder of fear he suddenly got.
“Shes ex-Italian mob. She scares a lot of people.”
“Eomma? Is that Appa?” You look at Chanyeol as he sets the photo down. He walked over and bent down to their height as he smiled.
“Appa’s here, did you miss me?” Both nodded as you gave a small smile. He pat their heads as he leaned in kissing you on the top of your head. Both of you feeling complete.
“Now do you two want to tell me what that was about?” Jongin asked you and Jong-dae sat in the back of his car.
“You have some blood on your chin.” You point out as Jongin slams on the breaks. He reaches out and grabs turns his gun pointing it at Jong-dae. In turn Jong-dae smiled at him, knowing he actually wouldn’t shoot him.
“What did I say?”
“I got her out, we were just about to get out when you came in.”
“Jongin, please Jong-dae wasn’t at fault, I left the club because I got angry, I just wanted some time to myself.” You reasoned as Jongin put the gun down beside him.
“When we get back to the compound, you’re being locked in your room.” Your jaw dropped as Jong-dae laughed at you as you hit him. “Your being barred from seeing her until I say otherwise.” Jong-dae’s smile dropped as he gripped your hand.
“You can’t do that.”
“Higher on the chain then you.” he mumbled as Jong-dae pulled you closer wrapping his arm around you. “Not going to change my mind….Not at all.” He mumbled as Jong-dae kissed your head.