the milk misadventure (oneshot)
the milk misadventure
kaisoo (jongin/kyungsoo).
pg-13.
gangster!au. crack/humor. romance.
oneshot/~4700w.
Kyungsoo is kidnapped as a result of Jongin's dairy needs.
a/n: for sagwassweetness (apryll dearest~) and her KaiSoo prompt of gangster!au with boss!kai and assistant!d.o. who gets kidnapped. warning: the legitimacy of their gangsterness is questionable. reader's discretion is advised.
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Kyungsoo needs a new job.
"I asked for milk in this!" Jongin - or, as he'd rather be called in front of his 'colleagues,' Kai - demands, slamming down the mug. Kyungsoo winces as the coffee spills onto the table, dripping onto Jongin on its way and burning the younger. He watches in vague amusement as Jongin bites his lip, trying to hide the pain from the other two gang leaders at the meeting.
"Of course, Kai," Kyungsoo replies, trying to keep the sarcasm from seeping into his words as he takes the cup from Jongin's hand gingerly. He smirks when he sees the red burn on Jongin's pinky, stifling his snickers as he leaves the room to refill Jongin's coffee.
If someone had asked Kyungsoo just a year ago what he imagined himself doing after he graduated from high school, he'd eagerly say, "I'm going to study music and teach singing lessons to children," because he was simply a good soul like that. He didn't think he'd run into his old classmate, who apparently dropped out of high school, in an alleyway on his way to the grocery store.
Granted, he should have ran the other way when he heard the argument, but he couldn't help but follow the voice he recognized from a whole semester of hearing it complain about how hard drawing is in their shared art class.
So, without meaning to, Kyungsoo accidentally saved Jongin's ass from being kicked - and possibly killed, Kyungsoo realized an hour later as he iced Jongin's elbow - by screaming ("like a girl," Jongin told him) and scaring off the other gangsters. After all, it was still day out, and they were next to a major street. It wasn't long before others came to see what the commotion was.
After that, Kyungsoo was stuck with the younger delinquent living in his already cramped apartment (his roommate/best friend Minseok didn't bother asking; he just assumed they were dating the moment he saw Jongin shirtless when he came home that day). In about a month, Kyungsoo learned what Jongin dropped out of high school for when Jongin magically bought a new condo in the middle of Seoul and forced Kyungsoo to move in with him.
It turned out Jongin was the boss of a well-known gang in Seoul called EXO.
"Oh, you've got to be kidding me," Kyungsoo groaned when Jongin broke the news to him in front of one of their signs painted on the side of a rundown building downtown.
"Nope," Jongin told him cheekily, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "And I've decided to name you my assistant. You'll need to drop out of college in about a week or so, file for a transfer to Canada or something-"
"CANADA?!" Kyungsoo screeched. "WHY?!" The idea of moving to a foreign place on the other side of the globe frightened Kyungsoo on many levels, even more than the idea of Jongin being the head of a gang.
"Stop yelling, you'll wake the cats," Jongin said, frowning at him. "Besides, you're not really moving to Canada. It's just a cover so they don't suspect you when you work for me. I'll call you D.O. in front of everyone -"
"D.O.?" Kyungsoo asked warily. At least he wouldn't have to move to Canada...
"Yeah, clever right?" Jongin asked, smiling that boyish grin of his that Kyungsoo finds completely inappropriate for him, much too innocent honestly. "It's your surname spelled out-"
"I know." Kyungsoo rolled his eyes.
"Right, well, it's all planned out. I'm having Jongdae pick up your things back at the apartment to move into mine-"
"Wait, why?!" Kyungsoo demanded. He didn't like the idea of someone touching his things, either; he had a very orderly room and he didn't want that being messed up by one of Jongin's hooligans.
Jongin narrowed his eyes at Kyungsoo. "I just told you everything, were you listening?"
Kyungsoo shot the glare back at him without hesitation. "But why do I have to move in with you?" he snapped.
"Because you're my assistant," Jongin replied, turning around. The way he failed to meet Kyungsoo's eyes told him there was more to it, but he knew Jongin was too stubborn to say anything else.
"But I don't want to move in with you," he argued. "Why can't I live with Minseok and be your assistant?"
"Nope, sorry, end of discussion," Jongin said, plugging his ears in an immature fashion that suit him. He started walking off, calling over his shoulder, "Come on, let's go home. I had Junmyeon buy us groceries. You're going to make us kimchi spaghetti."
Kyungsoo scowled, kicking a can in frustration before catching up to Jongin. "You better have nonstick pans," he mumbled, ignoring the (stupid) smile on Jongin's lips as they made their way to their shared home.
And that is why, if you were to search for Do Kyungsoo, you would find a supposed man studying birds in Canada (Kyungsoo will never forgive Jongin for this), instead of the real Kyungsoo, still in Seoul but now enslaved to a Kim Jongin.
Fun fact, though: If you were to search for Kim Jongin, you would find a death certificate, cause of death being "ran over by a school bus." Jongin was very reluctant to allow that as his supposed cause of death, but Kyungsoo won him over with a batch of homemade cookies. Although, to this very day, Jongin would still whine about how "degrading to his masculinity" his death was.
So now we're back to today with Kyungsoo looking for the milk - he just went grocery shopping, and there is no way they're already out. He thinks about it for a long moment, then remembers that Zitao is out there, and he's been notorious for stealing milk whenever he's around. Kyungsoo doesn't understand it, but it bothers him to no end.
He's asked Jongin more than once to ban Zitao from the meetings - or at least the kitchen - but Jongin doesn't care. Zitao's too important of a figure to ban from anything (and his wushu can kick their asses, Jongin constantly reminds).
He leaves a note on the fridge that he's leaving momentarily to buy new milk - he doesn't want to re-enter the meeting room; the air's too thick with smoke and tense, manly stare-downs - before grabbing his coat from the closet and stuffing the keys into his pockets, leaving quietly. He makes sure to lock the door before he leaves.
The store is just down the street (Kyungsoo thanks Jongin for choosing a conveniently located condo; it's one of the few things he's thankful for from the younger), and Kyungsoo plans to only take ten, fifteen minutes max.
He realizes he'll probably take much longer when two pairs of arms wrap around him, one covering his mouth and the others grabbing his limbs. A blindfold is wrapped around his head, and tape is pressed over his mouth. With a held breath, he suddenly wishes he told Jongin he was leaving instead of just leaving a note. Who knows how long before Jongin realizes he's gone...
Jongin actually notices his Kyungsoo's disappearance just two minutes later, when he enters to demand where his new coffee is. He sees the note on the fridge and frowns, wishing Kyungsoo had told him instead. He takes his cellphone out, ready to call Kyungsoo to give him a piece of his mind.
But when he dials Kyungsoo's number, it goes straight to voicemail. Jongin frowns, trying again. And again. And again. And as much as he loves Kyungsoo's voice (not that he'll ever admit that to Kyungsoo himself), he's getting awfully sick of hearing his voicemail.
He wants to hear his voice.
And perhaps he wouldn't be as worried if he were calling, say, Sehun. Not because Jongin doesn't care as much for Sehun as he does for Kyungsoo (although that is true, because, truth be told, Jongin doesn't care about anyone as much as he cares for Kyungsoo), but because Sehun never picks up his phone. Jongin doesn't even know why Sehun has a phone, honestly.
But Kyungsoo always answers his phone. Once, Jongin had a late night out with another gang, drinking and partying in celebration of their agreement, and called Kyungsoo at two in the morning to ask for him to come pick him up. Kyungsoo agreed, although not before cussing out the younger.
He tells himself his anxiety is irrational (but then again, so is love) as he races out the door, not even bothering to tell his gang where he's going.
His heart drops when he sees Kyungsoo's Pororo keychain on the ground.
"CODE RED, CODE RED!" Jongin screeches as he bursts back into the room. The other gangsters turn to look at him as if he's a mad man (he is).
"Dude, what are you talking about," Jongdae deadpans.
"We don't have codes," Zitao says, eyebrows raised as he twirls the cup of vodka in his hand.
Luhan, one of Jongin's right-hand men (and one of the only sane ones, if Jongin can say so himself), seems to understand, letting out a long breath. "He means something's happened to that assistant of his."
"Oh, D.O.?" Junmyeon asks curiously. "I like him-"
"Shut up, Junmyeon, I need to rescue my assistant. I don't need to hear you talk right now," Jongin snaps, and Junmyeon frowns. Honestly, Jongin doesn't mean to be so mean, but he gets irrationally angry (there's the irrational part again) whenever Junmyeon talks about Kyungsoo. He knows the two are suspiciously close, and hates that Junmyeon always smiles at Kyungsoo whenever they see each other.
Thankfully, Junmyeon doesn't take Jongin's words to heart, understanding that Jongin is young and in love. So, in a nutshell, he's stupid.
"You don't have to be so mean," Yixing defends, putting out his cigarrette tiredly. "We'll get your boyfriend back-"
"HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND!" Jongin snaps, and Yixing stares at him blankly.
"Sure."
Jongin scowls. He should really have more authority over his gang.
Luhan gets up and grabs his coat off the back of his chair. "Come on, Sehun, let's go do some investigating. Yixing, you coming?" The two men follow Luhan out the door, hands stuffed in their pockets.
Jongin watches them despairingly, hoping they'll find something. He turns to the rest of his (lazy) gangy members expectantly.
Yifan gets the message first, clearing his throat and standing up. "Uh, come on Zitao. Let's go... threaten people and find something out, I guess," he says, not really sure how to handle the situation. He joined the gang later than most of them, so he doesn't really completely understand Jongin's relationship with his assistant (although it was easy to figure out, with the lovesick look Jongin only gets when D.O. is around).
"But I want to finish my milk," Zitao pouts, and Jongin's eyes narrow at that. If it weren't for him, Kyungsoo wouldn't even be in this mess! He's about to explode when Yifan drags him out of the room.
"Well, I'm going to go and pretend to look for something, too," Jongdae says, standing up. He tugs on Junmyeon's shirt, who follows, not that he really has a choice with Jongdae pulling him. "See you, Jongin," Jongdae calls over his shoulder.
Jongin is too busy hyperventilating over where his precious Kyungsoo may be to notice Jongdae called him by his real name, not his boss name.
Meanwhile, back with Kyungsoo, he finds himself transported via, what he can only assume to be, a white van. After all, white vans are the classic signatures of kidnapping. Or so he assumes from the crime shows he watches in his free time (and he has a lot of that, considering he's job-less - he hardly considers his position as Jongin's assistant a job, but more of a chore really - and school-less).
"Are you sure this is the right guy?" he hears one of them ask.
"I think so," the other replies, voice much deeper. Kyungsoo wonders, if his voice is that terrifying, how scary his face will be. The thought sends shivers down his spine. "Boss said to look for someone cute, and this guy is pretty cute."
Kyungsoo would be flattered, except not really. He values his masculinity, thank you very much. Especially since living with Jongin has seemed to be slowly stripping him of that.
He hears a smack, and can only assume one of them hit the other.
"Aw, but you know I think you're the cutest, Baekie~"
There's another smack, harder this time, and Kyungsoo can't help but laugh through his nose. His kidnappers seem more like kids than anything else.
"He looks really familiar, though, don't you think," this 'Baekie' murmurs thoughtfully. "Hey, look, it's one of those EXO signs. Remember when you wanted to join that gang, Chanyeol?"
'Chanyeol' snorts. "Yeah, but then the boss denied me. Said I creeped him out or whatever."
'Baekie' laughs. "You can't really deny it, though."
There's another smack.
Any fear that Kyungsoo might have held for his kidnappers is lost in their constant bickering.
If an outsider were to be informed of Kyungsoo and Jongin's conditions, and not the situations they were in, it'd seem as if Jongin were the one kidnapped instead. Because while Kyungsoo was as cool as a cucumber, Jongin was as mad as a mad man. (Unfortunately, there are no cool sayings for mad people. Not that Jongin deserves a cool saying anyway.)
"You need to calm down," Luhan tells him over the phone. "From what we can tell, he was taken by very sloppy kidnappers. One of them left crumbs, I think."
"Cookie crumbs!" Jongin hears Sehun exclaim from the background. He doesn't want to know how he knows.
"I don't care how messy they are or what they eat," Jongin snaps, flailing his arms crazily. "I just need to find Kyung- D.O.!"
He can practically hear Luhan's eye roll. "I don't know why you call him D.O. around us, I mean, at least me. I already know his name so-"
"Enough chit chat!" Jongin cuts off, sick of Luhan's rational lectures. "Figure out who took my D.O.!" He hangs up before he can hear Luhan's snickers.
He goes back to curling up on the couch, clinging to Kyungsoo's Pororo doll (that he bought for him, actually, half-jokingly and half-seriously) and replaying Kyungsoo's favorite CD's (damn the fact that Kyungsoo likes sad ballads).
Kyungsoo lurches forward when the van comes to an abrupt halt. He waits for a moment, listening as his two kidnappers get out of the van and as the door beside him slides open. He asseses that he could probably kick blindly, get one of them, and run out of there. That is, if he were in actual danger.
But since he doesn't think he is, he just sits. This could be amusing, after all. Nothing really interesting happens to him anyway, aside from Jongin, who is the epitome of amusement in Kyungsoo's life these days, with his stupid, immature tactics.
"He really is cute," 'Baekie' mutters as they yank him out, Kyungsoo's lip twisting in discomfort at being pulled.
"Exactly, he has to be the guy," 'Chanyeol' replies, and the two proceed to "gently escort" him out of the car. And by "gently escort," that means yanking and pulling on Kyungsoo until he finally stumbles out of the van.
Kyungsoo swears he hears 'Baekie' mumble, under his breath, "I'm cute, too, though..."
They pull him up stairs, and Kyungsoo almost trips several times. He can barely make it up stairs when he can see, much less when he's blindfolded.
He doesn't know when they reach the top of the stairs, so when he takes an extra step where there is no stair, he almost falls forward. But a pair of arms envelop around him, saving him from falling.
"Well, look who we have here."
Almost two hours have passed, and Jongin has eaten almost everything in the kitchen. Kyungsoo always told him he ate when he was sad (he can't help it!), and he would give anything to tell Kyungsoo he's right.
He jumps when his phone vibrates underneath his butt. He frantically reaches for it, hoping it's Kyungsoo telling him he just dropped his keys and he's almost back and his phone was off because it was low on battery and he plans to make kimchi spaghetti when he's back and- and-
And it's Tao instead.
He scowls, wanting to toss the phone across the room. But hoping that Tao has some news on Kyungsoo, he answers it anyway. He doesn't say anything, though, impatiently waiting for Tao to say something.
A moment passes before Tao quietly asks in his accented Korean, "Hello? Kai?"
"What," Jongin snaps, tapping his foot.
"Oh, Kris ge thinks he found something that might tell us who took D.O. ge," Tao says slowly, and Jongin almost goes crazy waiting for him to finish.
He's out the door before Tao can tell him where to go.
When Jongin arrives to the address Tao texted him, he stops dead in his track.
"You fucking idiot," is the first thing he says to Sehun, the first one to approach him. It was more of a general statement towards all of his so-called 'friends,' but it just so happened it was Sehun to hear it personally.
Oh well, better Sehun than Tao or Kris.
"Hey, I just got here," Sehun says, frowning. Luhan follows, rolling his eyes.
"Yeah, I know," he tells Jongin, ignoring the pout Sehun is throwing him.
"This is not the kidnapper!" he yells, grabbing everyone's attention. They all turn to him, most of them confused, except for Luhan, who knows, and Jongdae, who also knows and his cackling in the background.
"What," a new voice asks, and out walks Minseok, Kyungsoo's ex-roommate, in boxers and a tank top, wearing black socks with holes in them. There's a bun in his hand, already bitten.
Jongdae is now literally laughing on the ground, and Luhan looks like he wants to join too.
The rest of the gang gives up after that. Sehun complains about being hungry, so Luhan takes him to grab bubble tea. Jongdae introduces himself to Minseok (again, as they met the first time when Jongdae picked up Kyungsoo's belongings months ago), and lets himself and Junmyeon into Minseok's place. Minseok, too confused to refuse, lets them pass. Kris seems fed up and leaves wordlessly, and confused Tao follows, not knowing what else to do. Yixing blinks several times before walking away.
Leaving Jongin on his knees on the dirty cement, wanting to tear out his hair.
Times like these, he feels hopeless and useless, and nothing like the boss of a big gang he really is. Then again, Kyungsoo always makes him feel like that.
He drags himself back home, although it doesn't feel like home without Kyungsoo.
Not many know that Jongin is very romantic, as in he goes through those montage moments when something momentous occurs. Right now, depressed with the thought that he may never see Kyungsoo again, he is very dramatically going through the kitchen, gingerly touching Kyungsoo's favorite pan. The dirty dishes Kyungsoo planned to wash. The trashcan Kyungsoo touched.
He moved on to Kyungsoo's room, going through his belongings as if he'll never see him again. He grazes his fingers over Kyungsoo's drawer, drawing out the shape of a heart.
And he does not shed a tear because he is a manly man, damn it.
He is in the middle of not shedding tears and tracing hearts when the door opens. He's about to yell at whoever it is for interrupting his montage of feelings when he hears a beautifully familiar voice.
"Jongin?"
Said boy bolts up and flings himself onto the smaller, surprised male, wrapping his arms around him as he lets his non-tears be dried by the warm fleece of Kyungsoo's coat. He's glad to find that there are no cuts or bruises on his assistant/housemate/obvious crush.
"I THOUGHT YOU WERE KIDNAPPED," he cries, squeezing the smaller even tighter now to make sure he's really there and Jongin's not going crazy.
"Oh, I was," Kyungsoo replies as if it's the most normal thing in the world.
Jongin pulls out a gun out of nowhere all of a sudden - Kyungsoo actually squeaks in fear, and Jongin finds it cute (of course). "WHO TOOK YOU?! I WILL MESS THEM UP, I SWEAR, HOW DARE ANYONE TOUCH MY BOYFRIEND!? DO THEY KNOW WHO THEY'RE MESSING WITH?!" Jongin is waving the gun around like a mad man, and Kyungsoo slowly backs up.
"Put the gun down, Jongin," he warns calmly.
"NOT UNTIL I REVENGE YOU!" Jongin screams as if it were a battle cry.
"Jongin, calm down," Kyungsoo sighs, shaking his head. "They didn't hurt me. It was all a mistake, actually. You see, I actually know the guy-"
"OH MY GOSH, HE WAS OUT TO GET YOU, WASN'T HE?! I TOLD YOU TO STOP BEING SO DAMN CUTE ALL THE TIME, EVERYONE'S GOING TO WANT YOU AND YOU'D GET KIDNAPPED, AND LOOK WHAT HAPPENED!"
Kyungsoo finally gets the guts to rush over and quickly yank the gun out of Jongin's hand when he's too busy yelling hysterically. As he does so, he accidentally trips over air - Kyungsoo really does not know what coordination means - and the gun goes flying across the room, and Kyungsoo on top of Jongin.
He hears Jongin quietly sob underneath him. "I told you to stop being so cute," he whimpers, and Kyungsoo frowns, looking down at him. He's surprised at the softer look that replaced his previous insane one, full of concern and frustration and...
Kyungsoo sighs.
"I'm sorry," he murmurs, rolling over so that he's side-to-side with Jongin now. "But like I said, it was an accident. He was looking for someone else, and they accidentally took me instead."
"Why?" Jongin demands.
"Er, because I'm cute apparently," Kyungsoo grumbles, averting his gaze for a moment so he doesn't see the way Jongin's face reddens when he gets angry.
"I swear I will hunt them down myself and rip out their balls and feed them to the dogs-"
"Jongin-"
"- and I'll get Tao to wushu their asses to Antartica or get Kris to stare them down because that's pretty intimidating -"
"Jongin-"
"- I'll blacklist their name from Seoul entirely!" he hisses. He's about to continue when he feels a soft hand on top of his chest and wide eyes staring down at him.
"Jongin," Kyungsoo sighs, and he stops breathing and starts listening.
"It was a mistake. The guy, and I won't tell you his name now since I'm afraid you'll hurt him, let me go once he realized it was me. They didn't hurt me either. In fact, I think the most harm they did was to each other," Kyungsoo says, chuckling quietly.
"So you're okay?" Jongin asks again, eyes roaming over Kyungsoo to make sure.
"Yes, Jongin," he sighs. "You don't have to worry about your boyfriend. He can take care of himself." Kyungsoo's grinning now, and Jongin's heart stops because did Kyungsoo just call himself Jongin's boyfriend?!
"W-What?" he stammers, thinking now that this must be a dream because this is too good to be true.
"That's what you called me," Kyungsoo says, laughing, and Jongin immediately frowns. He thinks it's all a joke.
"Oh, y-yeah. Well, I-I..." Jongin sighs, puting his arm over his eyes in frustration. For someone as 'big' and 'bad' as Kai, the boss of the infamous EXO gang, he sure feels weak under Kyungsoo's stare.
He's about to come up with some lame excuse to avoid admitting his feelings again when he feels warm lips press down on his. He flails, accidentally hitting Kyungsoo and himself in the eye and breaking their kiss.
"Ow," Kyungsoo groans, falling back.
"OH MY GOSH, I'M SO SORRY!" he exclaims, one eye closed as well as he surpresses his pain to focus on Kyungsoo's instead.
"You're an idiot," Kyungsoo sighs, covering one eye with his hand and using the other to prop himself up to face Jongin. He realizes they're both lying on his floor - thank goodness he vacuumed yesterday - and that this is a very odd position for both of them. Then again, Jongin is very odd and their relationship (whatever it is) is even odder.
Kyungsoo embraces their oddness as he leans in for another kiss, careful of Jongin's arms this time, and lets Jongin kidnaps his heart instead.
An hour ago...
"Well, look who we have here," Kyungsoo's savior said, and Kyungsoo couldn't help but find the voice somewhat familiar.
"We got him, boss! He was just leaving his apartment and we snatched him up!" 'Chanyeol recalled excitedly.
"Hmm, did you really now," their boss replied. "This is Ilhoon?"
Kyungsoo blinked, wanting to say, "No, I'm Kyungsoo," but the tape over his mouth stopped him. That, and he figured that their boss had already caught onto this and was just waiting for his two idiots to figure this out themselves.
"Yep! He's cute and everything, like you described!"
"Right... did you happen to ask him for his name?"
"Well... no... we didn't have time to, with the whole kidnapping and tying up and... yeah..." There's silence for a moment, before he continued, "We should have...?"
"Yeah," their boss deadpanned.
"So is this not Ilhoon?" 'Baekie' asked, sounding defeated.
"Why don't we ask him ourselves?" their boss said, pulling the tape off of his mouth.
The first thing to escape from his lips was, "Ouch!"
"What's your name, kid?"
"Kyungsoo, not Ilhoon. Listen, I have to buy some milk for my bratty boss so can I go now, because I'm pretty sure he's somewhere hyperventilating about his lack of coffee right now," Kyungsoo rambled, suddenly remembering that Jongin was waiting for him and Jongin did not like to wait.
"Wait, Kyungsoo?" the boss asked, and then his blindfold was taken off to reveal-
"Hyunsik!" he exclaimed, surprised.
"Kyungsoo," Hyunsik laughed, shaking his head. "What are the chances that these two idiots kidnap you instead of Ilhoon?" (Said idiots were very confused about what was happening.)
"Slim, I guess," Kyungsoo chuckled. "I can't believe it's you though."
"Me neither. I heard you moved to Canda!" Hyunsik exclaimed.
"Ah, that was Jong- my boss' lame alibi for me," Kyungsoo snorted, rolling his eyes. Hyunsik laughed, and it felt like old times when they were back in high school together, singing and promising to become idols.
And now they work for gangs. Funny how things work out.
"It's really good to see you, Kyungsoo," Hyunsik said with a grin. "You should come around some time. You could even bring that boss of yours. He sounds like a keeper."
Kyungsoo chortled at that. "Yeah, to keep in a closet or something. He's a handful."
"But you must really care about him if you stick around," Hyunsik replied, smirking with that knowing look in his eyes. Kyungsoo sighed, because Hyunsik really hadn't changed and it actually felt nice to see him again, smirk and all.
"I guess," Kyungsoo laughed. "So you're looking for Ilhoon, eh?"
Hyunsik chuckled, and it was, surprisingly, soft and almost caring. "Yeah, he owes us some things..." he said, and Kyungsoo smiled knowingly.
"I see."
Hyunsik just laughed and pushed him playfully. "Well, don't let us keep you from your milk and boss- oh, wait, is he cute?"
Kyungsoo just stared, and Hyunsik burst out laughing. "I'll take that as a yes, then. Go get him, Soo! Let's go, Chanyeol and Baekhyun. You can try again tomorrow, and I'll give you a picture next time." He waved them to follow him into a room, leaving Kyungsoo alone in the hallway.
With a sigh, he took out his phone that he turned off (it was low on battery). When it finally turned on, he saw the 27 missed calls and 41 text messages, all from the same person. Kyungsoo laughed, shaking his head as he made his way back home. He contemplated grabbing milk, but figured Jongin would much rather see him than milk.
Kyungsoo really needs a new job now, because Jongin fired him as an assistant.
And hired him as his boyfriend, instead. "It's a permanent occupation," Jongin told him as they curled up together in bed, pressing sleepy kisses into his skin until they both fell asleep in each others' arms.
Kyungsoo likes this job much more.
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a/n: heads up that I have various gangster/mafia fic requests LMAO which is sad because what do I know about gangs (or do I? lol jk) but also interesting I guess. another one has boss!kai btw but younger and whatever. it too is humorous, I think. maybe it'll be more ganster-like too because this one was like very... very not gangster-like at all LOL omg I suck
FOR APRYLL~ thank you for your cute prompt :D I hope I didn't completely butcher it ;A;
AND I FORGOT TO SAY THIS BUT MUCH THANKS TO airplanewishes FOR LOOKING THIS OVER FOR ME :D
thanks for reading ^^ hope you enjoyed~
kaisoo (jongin/kyungsoo).
pg-13.
gangster!au. crack/humor. romance.
oneshot/~4700w.
Kyungsoo is kidnapped as a result of Jongin's dairy needs.
a/n: for sagwassweetness (apryll dearest~) and her KaiSoo prompt of gangster!au with boss!kai and assistant!d.o. who gets kidnapped. warning: the legitimacy of their gangsterness is questionable. reader's discretion is advised.
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Kyungsoo needs a new job.
"I asked for milk in this!" Jongin - or, as he'd rather be called in front of his 'colleagues,' Kai - demands, slamming down the mug. Kyungsoo winces as the coffee spills onto the table, dripping onto Jongin on its way and burning the younger. He watches in vague amusement as Jongin bites his lip, trying to hide the pain from the other two gang leaders at the meeting.
"Of course, Kai," Kyungsoo replies, trying to keep the sarcasm from seeping into his words as he takes the cup from Jongin's hand gingerly. He smirks when he sees the red burn on Jongin's pinky, stifling his snickers as he leaves the room to refill Jongin's coffee.
If someone had asked Kyungsoo just a year ago what he imagined himself doing after he graduated from high school, he'd eagerly say, "I'm going to study music and teach singing lessons to children," because he was simply a good soul like that. He didn't think he'd run into his old classmate, who apparently dropped out of high school, in an alleyway on his way to the grocery store.
Granted, he should have ran the other way when he heard the argument, but he couldn't help but follow the voice he recognized from a whole semester of hearing it complain about how hard drawing is in their shared art class.
So, without meaning to, Kyungsoo accidentally saved Jongin's ass from being kicked - and possibly killed, Kyungsoo realized an hour later as he iced Jongin's elbow - by screaming ("like a girl," Jongin told him) and scaring off the other gangsters. After all, it was still day out, and they were next to a major street. It wasn't long before others came to see what the commotion was.
After that, Kyungsoo was stuck with the younger delinquent living in his already cramped apartment (his roommate/best friend Minseok didn't bother asking; he just assumed they were dating the moment he saw Jongin shirtless when he came home that day). In about a month, Kyungsoo learned what Jongin dropped out of high school for when Jongin magically bought a new condo in the middle of Seoul and forced Kyungsoo to move in with him.
It turned out Jongin was the boss of a well-known gang in Seoul called EXO.
"Oh, you've got to be kidding me," Kyungsoo groaned when Jongin broke the news to him in front of one of their signs painted on the side of a rundown building downtown.
"Nope," Jongin told him cheekily, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "And I've decided to name you my assistant. You'll need to drop out of college in about a week or so, file for a transfer to Canada or something-"
"CANADA?!" Kyungsoo screeched. "WHY?!" The idea of moving to a foreign place on the other side of the globe frightened Kyungsoo on many levels, even more than the idea of Jongin being the head of a gang.
"Stop yelling, you'll wake the cats," Jongin said, frowning at him. "Besides, you're not really moving to Canada. It's just a cover so they don't suspect you when you work for me. I'll call you D.O. in front of everyone -"
"D.O.?" Kyungsoo asked warily. At least he wouldn't have to move to Canada...
"Yeah, clever right?" Jongin asked, smiling that boyish grin of his that Kyungsoo finds completely inappropriate for him, much too innocent honestly. "It's your surname spelled out-"
"I know." Kyungsoo rolled his eyes.
"Right, well, it's all planned out. I'm having Jongdae pick up your things back at the apartment to move into mine-"
"Wait, why?!" Kyungsoo demanded. He didn't like the idea of someone touching his things, either; he had a very orderly room and he didn't want that being messed up by one of Jongin's hooligans.
Jongin narrowed his eyes at Kyungsoo. "I just told you everything, were you listening?"
Kyungsoo shot the glare back at him without hesitation. "But why do I have to move in with you?" he snapped.
"Because you're my assistant," Jongin replied, turning around. The way he failed to meet Kyungsoo's eyes told him there was more to it, but he knew Jongin was too stubborn to say anything else.
"But I don't want to move in with you," he argued. "Why can't I live with Minseok and be your assistant?"
"Nope, sorry, end of discussion," Jongin said, plugging his ears in an immature fashion that suit him. He started walking off, calling over his shoulder, "Come on, let's go home. I had Junmyeon buy us groceries. You're going to make us kimchi spaghetti."
Kyungsoo scowled, kicking a can in frustration before catching up to Jongin. "You better have nonstick pans," he mumbled, ignoring the (stupid) smile on Jongin's lips as they made their way to their shared home.
And that is why, if you were to search for Do Kyungsoo, you would find a supposed man studying birds in Canada (Kyungsoo will never forgive Jongin for this), instead of the real Kyungsoo, still in Seoul but now enslaved to a Kim Jongin.
Fun fact, though: If you were to search for Kim Jongin, you would find a death certificate, cause of death being "ran over by a school bus." Jongin was very reluctant to allow that as his supposed cause of death, but Kyungsoo won him over with a batch of homemade cookies. Although, to this very day, Jongin would still whine about how "degrading to his masculinity" his death was.
So now we're back to today with Kyungsoo looking for the milk - he just went grocery shopping, and there is no way they're already out. He thinks about it for a long moment, then remembers that Zitao is out there, and he's been notorious for stealing milk whenever he's around. Kyungsoo doesn't understand it, but it bothers him to no end.
He's asked Jongin more than once to ban Zitao from the meetings - or at least the kitchen - but Jongin doesn't care. Zitao's too important of a figure to ban from anything (and his wushu can kick their asses, Jongin constantly reminds).
He leaves a note on the fridge that he's leaving momentarily to buy new milk - he doesn't want to re-enter the meeting room; the air's too thick with smoke and tense, manly stare-downs - before grabbing his coat from the closet and stuffing the keys into his pockets, leaving quietly. He makes sure to lock the door before he leaves.
The store is just down the street (Kyungsoo thanks Jongin for choosing a conveniently located condo; it's one of the few things he's thankful for from the younger), and Kyungsoo plans to only take ten, fifteen minutes max.
He realizes he'll probably take much longer when two pairs of arms wrap around him, one covering his mouth and the others grabbing his limbs. A blindfold is wrapped around his head, and tape is pressed over his mouth. With a held breath, he suddenly wishes he told Jongin he was leaving instead of just leaving a note. Who knows how long before Jongin realizes he's gone...
Jongin actually notices his Kyungsoo's disappearance just two minutes later, when he enters to demand where his new coffee is. He sees the note on the fridge and frowns, wishing Kyungsoo had told him instead. He takes his cellphone out, ready to call Kyungsoo to give him a piece of his mind.
But when he dials Kyungsoo's number, it goes straight to voicemail. Jongin frowns, trying again. And again. And again. And as much as he loves Kyungsoo's voice (not that he'll ever admit that to Kyungsoo himself), he's getting awfully sick of hearing his voicemail.
He wants to hear his voice.
And perhaps he wouldn't be as worried if he were calling, say, Sehun. Not because Jongin doesn't care as much for Sehun as he does for Kyungsoo (although that is true, because, truth be told, Jongin doesn't care about anyone as much as he cares for Kyungsoo), but because Sehun never picks up his phone. Jongin doesn't even know why Sehun has a phone, honestly.
But Kyungsoo always answers his phone. Once, Jongin had a late night out with another gang, drinking and partying in celebration of their agreement, and called Kyungsoo at two in the morning to ask for him to come pick him up. Kyungsoo agreed, although not before cussing out the younger.
He tells himself his anxiety is irrational (but then again, so is love) as he races out the door, not even bothering to tell his gang where he's going.
His heart drops when he sees Kyungsoo's Pororo keychain on the ground.
"CODE RED, CODE RED!" Jongin screeches as he bursts back into the room. The other gangsters turn to look at him as if he's a mad man (he is).
"Dude, what are you talking about," Jongdae deadpans.
"We don't have codes," Zitao says, eyebrows raised as he twirls the cup of vodka in his hand.
Luhan, one of Jongin's right-hand men (and one of the only sane ones, if Jongin can say so himself), seems to understand, letting out a long breath. "He means something's happened to that assistant of his."
"Oh, D.O.?" Junmyeon asks curiously. "I like him-"
"Shut up, Junmyeon, I need to rescue my assistant. I don't need to hear you talk right now," Jongin snaps, and Junmyeon frowns. Honestly, Jongin doesn't mean to be so mean, but he gets irrationally angry (there's the irrational part again) whenever Junmyeon talks about Kyungsoo. He knows the two are suspiciously close, and hates that Junmyeon always smiles at Kyungsoo whenever they see each other.
Thankfully, Junmyeon doesn't take Jongin's words to heart, understanding that Jongin is young and in love. So, in a nutshell, he's stupid.
"You don't have to be so mean," Yixing defends, putting out his cigarrette tiredly. "We'll get your boyfriend back-"
"HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND!" Jongin snaps, and Yixing stares at him blankly.
"Sure."
Jongin scowls. He should really have more authority over his gang.
Luhan gets up and grabs his coat off the back of his chair. "Come on, Sehun, let's go do some investigating. Yixing, you coming?" The two men follow Luhan out the door, hands stuffed in their pockets.
Jongin watches them despairingly, hoping they'll find something. He turns to the rest of his (lazy) gangy members expectantly.
Yifan gets the message first, clearing his throat and standing up. "Uh, come on Zitao. Let's go... threaten people and find something out, I guess," he says, not really sure how to handle the situation. He joined the gang later than most of them, so he doesn't really completely understand Jongin's relationship with his assistant (although it was easy to figure out, with the lovesick look Jongin only gets when D.O. is around).
"But I want to finish my milk," Zitao pouts, and Jongin's eyes narrow at that. If it weren't for him, Kyungsoo wouldn't even be in this mess! He's about to explode when Yifan drags him out of the room.
"Well, I'm going to go and pretend to look for something, too," Jongdae says, standing up. He tugs on Junmyeon's shirt, who follows, not that he really has a choice with Jongdae pulling him. "See you, Jongin," Jongdae calls over his shoulder.
Jongin is too busy hyperventilating over where his precious Kyungsoo may be to notice Jongdae called him by his real name, not his boss name.
Meanwhile, back with Kyungsoo, he finds himself transported via, what he can only assume to be, a white van. After all, white vans are the classic signatures of kidnapping. Or so he assumes from the crime shows he watches in his free time (and he has a lot of that, considering he's job-less - he hardly considers his position as Jongin's assistant a job, but more of a chore really - and school-less).
"Are you sure this is the right guy?" he hears one of them ask.
"I think so," the other replies, voice much deeper. Kyungsoo wonders, if his voice is that terrifying, how scary his face will be. The thought sends shivers down his spine. "Boss said to look for someone cute, and this guy is pretty cute."
Kyungsoo would be flattered, except not really. He values his masculinity, thank you very much. Especially since living with Jongin has seemed to be slowly stripping him of that.
He hears a smack, and can only assume one of them hit the other.
"Aw, but you know I think you're the cutest, Baekie~"
There's another smack, harder this time, and Kyungsoo can't help but laugh through his nose. His kidnappers seem more like kids than anything else.
"He looks really familiar, though, don't you think," this 'Baekie' murmurs thoughtfully. "Hey, look, it's one of those EXO signs. Remember when you wanted to join that gang, Chanyeol?"
'Chanyeol' snorts. "Yeah, but then the boss denied me. Said I creeped him out or whatever."
'Baekie' laughs. "You can't really deny it, though."
There's another smack.
Any fear that Kyungsoo might have held for his kidnappers is lost in their constant bickering.
If an outsider were to be informed of Kyungsoo and Jongin's conditions, and not the situations they were in, it'd seem as if Jongin were the one kidnapped instead. Because while Kyungsoo was as cool as a cucumber, Jongin was as mad as a mad man. (Unfortunately, there are no cool sayings for mad people. Not that Jongin deserves a cool saying anyway.)
"You need to calm down," Luhan tells him over the phone. "From what we can tell, he was taken by very sloppy kidnappers. One of them left crumbs, I think."
"Cookie crumbs!" Jongin hears Sehun exclaim from the background. He doesn't want to know how he knows.
"I don't care how messy they are or what they eat," Jongin snaps, flailing his arms crazily. "I just need to find Kyung- D.O.!"
He can practically hear Luhan's eye roll. "I don't know why you call him D.O. around us, I mean, at least me. I already know his name so-"
"Enough chit chat!" Jongin cuts off, sick of Luhan's rational lectures. "Figure out who took my D.O.!" He hangs up before he can hear Luhan's snickers.
He goes back to curling up on the couch, clinging to Kyungsoo's Pororo doll (that he bought for him, actually, half-jokingly and half-seriously) and replaying Kyungsoo's favorite CD's (damn the fact that Kyungsoo likes sad ballads).
Kyungsoo lurches forward when the van comes to an abrupt halt. He waits for a moment, listening as his two kidnappers get out of the van and as the door beside him slides open. He asseses that he could probably kick blindly, get one of them, and run out of there. That is, if he were in actual danger.
But since he doesn't think he is, he just sits. This could be amusing, after all. Nothing really interesting happens to him anyway, aside from Jongin, who is the epitome of amusement in Kyungsoo's life these days, with his stupid, immature tactics.
"He really is cute," 'Baekie' mutters as they yank him out, Kyungsoo's lip twisting in discomfort at being pulled.
"Exactly, he has to be the guy," 'Chanyeol' replies, and the two proceed to "gently escort" him out of the car. And by "gently escort," that means yanking and pulling on Kyungsoo until he finally stumbles out of the van.
Kyungsoo swears he hears 'Baekie' mumble, under his breath, "I'm cute, too, though..."
They pull him up stairs, and Kyungsoo almost trips several times. He can barely make it up stairs when he can see, much less when he's blindfolded.
He doesn't know when they reach the top of the stairs, so when he takes an extra step where there is no stair, he almost falls forward. But a pair of arms envelop around him, saving him from falling.
"Well, look who we have here."
Almost two hours have passed, and Jongin has eaten almost everything in the kitchen. Kyungsoo always told him he ate when he was sad (he can't help it!), and he would give anything to tell Kyungsoo he's right.
He jumps when his phone vibrates underneath his butt. He frantically reaches for it, hoping it's Kyungsoo telling him he just dropped his keys and he's almost back and his phone was off because it was low on battery and he plans to make kimchi spaghetti when he's back and- and-
And it's Tao instead.
He scowls, wanting to toss the phone across the room. But hoping that Tao has some news on Kyungsoo, he answers it anyway. He doesn't say anything, though, impatiently waiting for Tao to say something.
A moment passes before Tao quietly asks in his accented Korean, "Hello? Kai?"
"What," Jongin snaps, tapping his foot.
"Oh, Kris ge thinks he found something that might tell us who took D.O. ge," Tao says slowly, and Jongin almost goes crazy waiting for him to finish.
He's out the door before Tao can tell him where to go.
When Jongin arrives to the address Tao texted him, he stops dead in his track.
"You fucking idiot," is the first thing he says to Sehun, the first one to approach him. It was more of a general statement towards all of his so-called 'friends,' but it just so happened it was Sehun to hear it personally.
Oh well, better Sehun than Tao or Kris.
"Hey, I just got here," Sehun says, frowning. Luhan follows, rolling his eyes.
"Yeah, I know," he tells Jongin, ignoring the pout Sehun is throwing him.
"This is not the kidnapper!" he yells, grabbing everyone's attention. They all turn to him, most of them confused, except for Luhan, who knows, and Jongdae, who also knows and his cackling in the background.
"What," a new voice asks, and out walks Minseok, Kyungsoo's ex-roommate, in boxers and a tank top, wearing black socks with holes in them. There's a bun in his hand, already bitten.
Jongdae is now literally laughing on the ground, and Luhan looks like he wants to join too.
The rest of the gang gives up after that. Sehun complains about being hungry, so Luhan takes him to grab bubble tea. Jongdae introduces himself to Minseok (again, as they met the first time when Jongdae picked up Kyungsoo's belongings months ago), and lets himself and Junmyeon into Minseok's place. Minseok, too confused to refuse, lets them pass. Kris seems fed up and leaves wordlessly, and confused Tao follows, not knowing what else to do. Yixing blinks several times before walking away.
Leaving Jongin on his knees on the dirty cement, wanting to tear out his hair.
Times like these, he feels hopeless and useless, and nothing like the boss of a big gang he really is. Then again, Kyungsoo always makes him feel like that.
He drags himself back home, although it doesn't feel like home without Kyungsoo.
Not many know that Jongin is very romantic, as in he goes through those montage moments when something momentous occurs. Right now, depressed with the thought that he may never see Kyungsoo again, he is very dramatically going through the kitchen, gingerly touching Kyungsoo's favorite pan. The dirty dishes Kyungsoo planned to wash. The trashcan Kyungsoo touched.
He moved on to Kyungsoo's room, going through his belongings as if he'll never see him again. He grazes his fingers over Kyungsoo's drawer, drawing out the shape of a heart.
And he does not shed a tear because he is a manly man, damn it.
He is in the middle of not shedding tears and tracing hearts when the door opens. He's about to yell at whoever it is for interrupting his montage of feelings when he hears a beautifully familiar voice.
"Jongin?"
Said boy bolts up and flings himself onto the smaller, surprised male, wrapping his arms around him as he lets his non-tears be dried by the warm fleece of Kyungsoo's coat. He's glad to find that there are no cuts or bruises on his assistant/housemate/obvious crush.
"I THOUGHT YOU WERE KIDNAPPED," he cries, squeezing the smaller even tighter now to make sure he's really there and Jongin's not going crazy.
"Oh, I was," Kyungsoo replies as if it's the most normal thing in the world.
Jongin pulls out a gun out of nowhere all of a sudden - Kyungsoo actually squeaks in fear, and Jongin finds it cute (of course). "WHO TOOK YOU?! I WILL MESS THEM UP, I SWEAR, HOW DARE ANYONE TOUCH MY BOYFRIEND!? DO THEY KNOW WHO THEY'RE MESSING WITH?!" Jongin is waving the gun around like a mad man, and Kyungsoo slowly backs up.
"Put the gun down, Jongin," he warns calmly.
"NOT UNTIL I REVENGE YOU!" Jongin screams as if it were a battle cry.
"Jongin, calm down," Kyungsoo sighs, shaking his head. "They didn't hurt me. It was all a mistake, actually. You see, I actually know the guy-"
"OH MY GOSH, HE WAS OUT TO GET YOU, WASN'T HE?! I TOLD YOU TO STOP BEING SO DAMN CUTE ALL THE TIME, EVERYONE'S GOING TO WANT YOU AND YOU'D GET KIDNAPPED, AND LOOK WHAT HAPPENED!"
Kyungsoo finally gets the guts to rush over and quickly yank the gun out of Jongin's hand when he's too busy yelling hysterically. As he does so, he accidentally trips over air - Kyungsoo really does not know what coordination means - and the gun goes flying across the room, and Kyungsoo on top of Jongin.
He hears Jongin quietly sob underneath him. "I told you to stop being so cute," he whimpers, and Kyungsoo frowns, looking down at him. He's surprised at the softer look that replaced his previous insane one, full of concern and frustration and...
Kyungsoo sighs.
"I'm sorry," he murmurs, rolling over so that he's side-to-side with Jongin now. "But like I said, it was an accident. He was looking for someone else, and they accidentally took me instead."
"Why?" Jongin demands.
"Er, because I'm cute apparently," Kyungsoo grumbles, averting his gaze for a moment so he doesn't see the way Jongin's face reddens when he gets angry.
"I swear I will hunt them down myself and rip out their balls and feed them to the dogs-"
"Jongin-"
"- and I'll get Tao to wushu their asses to Antartica or get Kris to stare them down because that's pretty intimidating -"
"Jongin-"
"- I'll blacklist their name from Seoul entirely!" he hisses. He's about to continue when he feels a soft hand on top of his chest and wide eyes staring down at him.
"Jongin," Kyungsoo sighs, and he stops breathing and starts listening.
"It was a mistake. The guy, and I won't tell you his name now since I'm afraid you'll hurt him, let me go once he realized it was me. They didn't hurt me either. In fact, I think the most harm they did was to each other," Kyungsoo says, chuckling quietly.
"So you're okay?" Jongin asks again, eyes roaming over Kyungsoo to make sure.
"Yes, Jongin," he sighs. "You don't have to worry about your boyfriend. He can take care of himself." Kyungsoo's grinning now, and Jongin's heart stops because did Kyungsoo just call himself Jongin's boyfriend?!
"W-What?" he stammers, thinking now that this must be a dream because this is too good to be true.
"That's what you called me," Kyungsoo says, laughing, and Jongin immediately frowns. He thinks it's all a joke.
"Oh, y-yeah. Well, I-I..." Jongin sighs, puting his arm over his eyes in frustration. For someone as 'big' and 'bad' as Kai, the boss of the infamous EXO gang, he sure feels weak under Kyungsoo's stare.
He's about to come up with some lame excuse to avoid admitting his feelings again when he feels warm lips press down on his. He flails, accidentally hitting Kyungsoo and himself in the eye and breaking their kiss.
"Ow," Kyungsoo groans, falling back.
"OH MY GOSH, I'M SO SORRY!" he exclaims, one eye closed as well as he surpresses his pain to focus on Kyungsoo's instead.
"You're an idiot," Kyungsoo sighs, covering one eye with his hand and using the other to prop himself up to face Jongin. He realizes they're both lying on his floor - thank goodness he vacuumed yesterday - and that this is a very odd position for both of them. Then again, Jongin is very odd and their relationship (whatever it is) is even odder.
Kyungsoo embraces their oddness as he leans in for another kiss, careful of Jongin's arms this time, and lets Jongin kidnaps his heart instead.
An hour ago...
"Well, look who we have here," Kyungsoo's savior said, and Kyungsoo couldn't help but find the voice somewhat familiar.
"We got him, boss! He was just leaving his apartment and we snatched him up!" 'Chanyeol recalled excitedly.
"Hmm, did you really now," their boss replied. "This is Ilhoon?"
Kyungsoo blinked, wanting to say, "No, I'm Kyungsoo," but the tape over his mouth stopped him. That, and he figured that their boss had already caught onto this and was just waiting for his two idiots to figure this out themselves.
"Yep! He's cute and everything, like you described!"
"Right... did you happen to ask him for his name?"
"Well... no... we didn't have time to, with the whole kidnapping and tying up and... yeah..." There's silence for a moment, before he continued, "We should have...?"
"Yeah," their boss deadpanned.
"So is this not Ilhoon?" 'Baekie' asked, sounding defeated.
"Why don't we ask him ourselves?" their boss said, pulling the tape off of his mouth.
The first thing to escape from his lips was, "Ouch!"
"What's your name, kid?"
"Kyungsoo, not Ilhoon. Listen, I have to buy some milk for my bratty boss so can I go now, because I'm pretty sure he's somewhere hyperventilating about his lack of coffee right now," Kyungsoo rambled, suddenly remembering that Jongin was waiting for him and Jongin did not like to wait.
"Wait, Kyungsoo?" the boss asked, and then his blindfold was taken off to reveal-
"Hyunsik!" he exclaimed, surprised.
"Kyungsoo," Hyunsik laughed, shaking his head. "What are the chances that these two idiots kidnap you instead of Ilhoon?" (Said idiots were very confused about what was happening.)
"Slim, I guess," Kyungsoo chuckled. "I can't believe it's you though."
"Me neither. I heard you moved to Canda!" Hyunsik exclaimed.
"Ah, that was Jong- my boss' lame alibi for me," Kyungsoo snorted, rolling his eyes. Hyunsik laughed, and it felt like old times when they were back in high school together, singing and promising to become idols.
And now they work for gangs. Funny how things work out.
"It's really good to see you, Kyungsoo," Hyunsik said with a grin. "You should come around some time. You could even bring that boss of yours. He sounds like a keeper."
Kyungsoo chortled at that. "Yeah, to keep in a closet or something. He's a handful."
"But you must really care about him if you stick around," Hyunsik replied, smirking with that knowing look in his eyes. Kyungsoo sighed, because Hyunsik really hadn't changed and it actually felt nice to see him again, smirk and all.
"I guess," Kyungsoo laughed. "So you're looking for Ilhoon, eh?"
Hyunsik chuckled, and it was, surprisingly, soft and almost caring. "Yeah, he owes us some things..." he said, and Kyungsoo smiled knowingly.
"I see."
Hyunsik just laughed and pushed him playfully. "Well, don't let us keep you from your milk and boss- oh, wait, is he cute?"
Kyungsoo just stared, and Hyunsik burst out laughing. "I'll take that as a yes, then. Go get him, Soo! Let's go, Chanyeol and Baekhyun. You can try again tomorrow, and I'll give you a picture next time." He waved them to follow him into a room, leaving Kyungsoo alone in the hallway.
With a sigh, he took out his phone that he turned off (it was low on battery). When it finally turned on, he saw the 27 missed calls and 41 text messages, all from the same person. Kyungsoo laughed, shaking his head as he made his way back home. He contemplated grabbing milk, but figured Jongin would much rather see him than milk.
Kyungsoo really needs a new job now, because Jongin fired him as an assistant.
And hired him as his boyfriend, instead. "It's a permanent occupation," Jongin told him as they curled up together in bed, pressing sleepy kisses into his skin until they both fell asleep in each others' arms.
Kyungsoo likes this job much more.
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a/n: heads up that I have various gangster/mafia fic requests LMAO which is sad because what do I know about gangs (or do I? lol jk) but also interesting I guess. another one has boss!kai btw but younger and whatever. it too is humorous, I think. maybe it'll be more ganster-like too because this one was like very... very not gangster-like at all LOL omg I suck
FOR APRYLL~ thank you for your cute prompt :D I hope I didn't completely butcher it ;A;
AND I FORGOT TO SAY THIS BUT MUCH THANKS TO airplanewishes FOR LOOKING THIS OVER FOR ME :D
thanks for reading ^^ hope you enjoyed~