Summary: Jongdae is the stone cold mafia leader, up until he
meets you. Member: Jongdae x Reader (appearances by EXO and Jungkook) Type: Angst/ Mafia!AU Length: 1,627 Words
I was honestly a little shocked by how many of you guys
really liked the first part to this. I really hope you guys like this part just
as much. I always get nervous writing unplanned sequels because I always fear
it will not live up to the previous part. Anyways, I hope you guys like this
“Has someone new moved to this area?” Jongdae asked the
group around him. He sat at the head of the dining room table. Junmyeon,
Baekhyun, Chanyeol, and Sehun to his right. To his left were Minseok, Yixing,
Kyungsoo, and Jongin. The boys looked at one another, trying to think it over.
There were dishes in front of each of them, filled with elegantly food made by
Baekhyun, the one who knew most of the people in town, was
the first to speak up. “Not that I know of. Everyone seems to know who belongs
in this area. But with Namjoon’s group creeping in from the west, t’s getting
harder to know for sure who belongs and who doesn’t,” he informed his boss in a
subdued tone. Jongdae nodded his head, only half listening to what exactly he
said. His mind wandered back to you. It had been a few days since he saw you in
the shop but he couldn’t get his mind off of you. You were infiltrating his
every thought and dreams. He stared down at the food in front of him in
Summary: A shitty day had just turned shittier when you had to share a room with your really unpleasant boss, Oh Sehun. The morning after, Sehun asks himself… What is this feeling?
(( Note: Welp. Here it is! The highly request part two! I hope you guys like this one and that the sequel doesn’t let you all down. Tbh I have mixed feelings. I think I’m in the same boat as Sehun. What am I feeling? Aha. Either way, please, enjoy! ))
Sehun’s eyes pried open with the sound of the hotel phone ringing obnoxiously loud. So annoying, he thought to himself as he crawled over the side of the bed where the phone was and picked the damn thing up.
“Hello?” He murmured into the receiver with his croaky, husky morning voice. Sehun listened carefully (or at least tried to) at what was coming out of the old phone and concluded that it was a just wake up call, he was really just assuming (who the fuck knows).
“Thank you, have a nice day,” he said in return of what he thought was a ‘have a nice day.’
Sehun rolled back onto the warm bed and sighed heavily into the pillow as he shut his eyes, determined to get at least five minutes more of sleep—
Sehun’s eyes opened once again. He took note of how the bed he was in was definitely warm… But it wasn’t as warm as he’d remembered, not as warm as it had felt last night. He pulled himself up just so his head was resting on the bed’s hard headboard (damn these beds) and observed his surrounding from the spot he was in. It didn’t even take Sehun a single second to realize that something—someone—was not with him, beside him. You.
Those are ALL scenarios from the past months and years… (I have way to many… kill me)
btw sorry, some of these scenarios may be the shitties you’ve ever read in your life. I cringe at myself when I think of some but to my defense some of them are really really old.. AND some of the scenarios were “One Shots” before but people wanted sequels so you may or may not read the second part of some unless you want to puke at how shitty they are…
Also I have some abandoned scenarios so eh yea.. don’t know if i ever gonna continue them tbh..
PS: Most of these scenarios are ANGST (cause I’m a whore for angst) and I started to write for only bts and exo