powerboys | This life is all wrong for you, ddaeng

"If you ever take a bullet for me, I'll shoot you." No, that didn't make any sense even as a hypothetical threat, but Yoongi didn't even care. Namjoon had gotten hurt for him before and he hated it every single time. "If he makes it, I'll have to reward him for doing this. What I want to do is kick his ass so he'll never do it again."

Fuck all of this. Yoongi closed his eyes and lowered his head. "He was just crying. He looked like a kid." He was a kid.

He had to think about something else. "Cheon, right? That's the one who threatened Jimin too." So many reason to hate him. "You told them to get him alive?"

"Kookie did what he was trained to do. Like I do what I'm trained to do. Yoongi, you're important. You're like a king in our world. We have to be ready to die for you. If you died, there would be a power vacuum. I don't want that, so many people would die." Yoongi was needed for balance and they had to do what they had to do just to save him and keep him in place. Jungkook did the right thing.

Namjoon just wished he hadn't. "I should have been there. Shit. I could have taken his place. I can't stand him being hurt. I don't want anyone hurt but he's just a kid."

He couldn't even imagine Jungkook crying, he hadn't done that since he was little but he didn't even want to think about it. It was too much. "Oh yeah, I told them I wanted him alive. If anyone kills him, it's us. And it's going to fucking hurt."

"I know. I know that." Not that he wanted any of it to be true, but he could hate destiny once Jungkook was fine. Right now he had to focus his energy on hoping for him and, well. On imagining ways to kill the bastard that shot him. "I shouldn't have let Jungkook come with us, but he wanted to so badly. And I know he'd have always wanted to be the one to take a bullet for me. It's not making me feel any better about it all, but it is what he wanted."

He exhaled slowly and gave Namjoon's hand a squeeze. "We'll kill him slowly. Are you sure we got everyone else? I feel like killing more." He should be glad that they had ended the war with such a decisive blow, but he couldn't do that right now. "I guess we'll have a lot of riffraff to take care of when we take their territory properly."

"He wanted to come and he wanted to do this, he acted without thinking. You gave him what he wanted and I doubt he regrets a second of it. Well, maybe the pain part. God, he is going to whine at us all the time." Jungkook hated being sick, he was so bad at staying in bed and he was just going to drive them nuts. Maybe they could handcuff him to a bed or something. "He'll be back to bugging us in no time."

He squeezed Yoongi's hand back, refusing to consider Jungkook not being fine. He'd be okay, he just knew it. "We need to take over the club to truly make our statement so we could always ambush that. Think of the scumbags we could end in that shithole."

"God, yeah." Yoongi leaned his head back, smiling briefly as he imagined all those shitheads getting their brains blown out. However, he frowned after a few moments, already thinking strategically. "We'll have to be careful, so the girls stay safe. Boys. Whatever they keep there. Definitely need Hobi again." Otherwise, he wasn't sure. But the thought of accidentally hurting someone like that made his heart clench painfully in his chest. So much for being the unfeeling gangster boss. Whatever, Namjoon knew him.

"I'll need blueprints of the place." He paused for a moment, then looked at Namjoon. "You know, if... I mean. Jungkook would like to help plan something like this."

"We can get the blueprints and we'll work something out. I think we can do it with a few causalities, not too many. Only the scumbags. Hopefully we can get some of the girls and boys somewhere safe so they don't have to be there any more." He hated that this kind of thing went on in their city. Well, now they had an excuse to deal with it.

They messed with Kookie, they were going to suffer for it. "We'll attack every business they own, every place to hang out, we'll just send a message. No one innocent gets hurt, just them. No one does that to our youngest." And they would pay. "Kookie is going to love planning an attack."

"He'll love the planning. It's afterwards I worry about. Might have to do the handcuffing. Get your new baby brother to guard him, they love each other." Yoongi snorted, trying to focus on that. Things that could happen when Jungkook survived this. He had no idea what he'd do if he didn't.

"I'll talk to J-Hope about what he thinks long-term. We might have to diversify on that side of town. I'm not going to become a pimp, that's not happening in my territory. I don't know. Strip club? What do they call the classy version, burlesque?" Might be a better way to find jobs for the kind of people they might end up there. "We'll need more manpower too. Damn. I hate people."

"Let me handle all of that, it's boring stuff. You already have a lot you need to do and I don't. I just dick around. Let me take that on." He didn't just dick around, he had a giant work load but he didn't want Yoongi to have to deal with people and whores, all manner of horrible things. Instead, he just smiled at Yoongi and gave him a thumbs up. "I got this."

He hoped he got it. "I'll ask Tae to watch him, making he can keep him down. And we can get Jimin in to help Hobi, he will need the back up if we have to do so much planning and I'm sure Jimin can handle it." Hopefully.

"We'll do it together. I don't want you to befriend them all." Seemed like a real danger. He smiled anyway, rolling his eyes. "Listen, I li-- All right, I'm as ambivalent towards Jimin as I am to most people, but he doesn't exactly have any experience. With anything. As far as I can tell."

Although he was starting to suspect he had seduced his fair share, but that was neither here nor there. "If Hobi finds him useful, maybe. But I'd not hold my breath if I was you."

"Hey, I-- What are you two doing?"

"Playing king of Korean." Jimin told him like it was the most obvious thing in the world. They had a pillow fort and he was wearing a crown and a blanket cape, Tae was dressed up like his bodyguard/ninja. There really wasn't a lot to do here so they had to be creative. Jimin took off his crown and wriggled out of his cape. "What's up? Did you do the thing? Did it -- did it go well?"

"Oh yeah." Namjoon answered on instinct because positive was better than negative. "We got all the guys but one, uh, we-- we had some causalities. And some injuries." Come on, Namjoon, don't fucking cry. He took a deep breath and tried to focus. "But it's over."

"Wait, which guy didn't you get?" Tae focused on the important thing, while stepping behind Jimin, taking off the shades he'd worn to be a proper ninja/bodyguard. He was looking Namjoon over to make sure he wasn't one of the injured people, trying to get a good read on him, but it was difficult. He wished he knew the guy better already, he bet that would make it easier to know whether he was all right. "You are upset. Right?"

"Cheon slipped away from us. Little bastard. He shot-- shot Jungkook and ran for it. We're looking everywhere for him but..." They had no luck so far. He closed his eyes and tried his best to stay strong around these kids. Why was he still so upset? Jungkook was stable. That was good, right?

"Is he... did Jungkook--?"

"He's alive, yeah, he's stable. Just waiting for news on what the full impact is, you know?" They said it was a clean shot, the only thing it hit was his appendix and they had to remove it but they still didn't tell them what other complications were possible. "Cheon knows he's a dead man so he's probably laying low."

"I'm sorry..." So, Jungkook wasn't exactly their favourite person - for obvious reasons - but he could see that Namjoon was really upset and he wasn't sure what to do about it. What would Jimin do? Tae swallowed and then moved past his friend so he could go and hug Namjoon, trying not to feel like a complete idiot doing that. There was only so many ways he could show that he cared. "He will be fine. He's really tough."

He would know, his face still smarted sometimes.

"Oh yeah, I know. He's a little pain in the ass, he's going to be fine." Namjoon laughed sadly as he started to cry without wanting too. He wrapped an arm around Tae and hugged him close. He was like Kookie in some ways. Clearly Tae wanted to be loved and wanted to help, he was just a kid looking for a place. And Namjoon would help him, he'd already decided. "Sorry, this is so stupid, I'm just a little worked up."

"It's okay, anyone would cry." Jimin got up too and reached out to stroke Namjoon's back, so easily falling into affection. "You and Yoongi must be torn up."

"Oh yeah, he ... he took a bullet for Yoongi. It's been hard."

"Wow!" It sounded like something out of a movie and he knew he shouldn't focus on that, but it was so exciting. Tae kept hugging Namjoon, deciding that this was okay. He could hug the gangster, if the gangster was such a puppy. He clearly needed a hug. It was a bit like hugging Jimin. A very tall, lanky Jimin. "Jungkook is gonna get a diamond gun next."

Well, he had figured out by now that Jungkook liked to show off with his weapons and he'd saved the boss's life? He bet he was going to get something cool out of it. "He'll be fine, just to brag."

"Seriously. He's such a show off, he's going to love this when he wakes up." Namjoon pulled back and ruffled both boy's hair, laughing as he wiped at his eyes and cleared his throat. "Whatever, I'm fine. I didn't come here for this so... I need you two to work with me for a while, yeah? Nothing too big but just some training. We lost some guys so we could use some new ones."

"We'll help in any way." Jimin bowed respectfully, hoping he wasn't just going to be benched. "I would very much like to help out."

"Good, we'll head to Hobi's club today and you guys can check out the work place a little."

Tae nodded and bowed as well, so excited for the opportunity. "We'll be very helpful!" It was still at the back of his mind that Cheon was out there, but he supposed that wasn't too much of a worry. He was sure the man had other worries, with Min Yoongi's men all out for him.

"That means you have more territory now? Right? Because you won against them." He assumed that's how it worked. "Do you own that club now, the green one? I don't like that one."

"We're taking it over right now. We'll clear it out and change ... God, everything about it. That's not the kind of gang we are." They were respectable gangsters. They didn't do that to people. They didn't rape or sell people, they didn't want to be pimps either. "The closest thing we're considering is a strip club."

"What happens to all the people who were there?"

"We'll help them." He reached out and gave Jimin's shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "And look, I know you're a little worried and all but you guys will be safe as long as you do what we say."

"... What is Cheon comes back?" Jimin didn't like him. He hurt him a few times. He bit his lower lip and looked over at Tae. Not good.

"Yeah, is someone... I mean. Cheon really liked Jimin. A lot." And Tae hadn't even told Jimin all the things Cheon had said to him, but everything Cheon had already done to his friend was probably more than enough to scare him. He wrapped his arms around Jimin and held him close. "You can keep him safe, right? Your group."

Because that would be a good reason to stick with them. Protection.

"We'll keep you safe. You can hang out at Hobi's place and try to stay off the streets until we have him. Unless you're with someone, of course." Namjoon didn't think Cheon would be coming at them again but he didn't put anything past that bastard. "He's not going to get close to any of ours again. I won't let him."

"Thank you." Jimin felt nervous and bounced a little from foot to foot as he debated what to say next. "I-- did you check his hideout yet?"

"... He has a hideout? Like his own place?" Wait, what? He thought they only had that shithole club and their meeting point. "You know where is it?"

"Yeah, he took me there and we -- did things." He didn't want to specify things but Cheon told him that was where he took everyone he found pretty. And if these guys didn't know about it, maybe he should tell them. "I can tell you where it is."

"Tell him!" Tae remembered seeing Jimin after, that was bad enough, but he didn't know where it was. He hadn't even known there had been a specific place, he just assumed it would have been at the stupid club, so this was new information for him too. "He hurt Jimin. I want him to be dead." Just making that clear.

"Tae, calm down." He wrapped his arms around Tae and nuzzled him, just wanting the other to cool down. "I can tell you where it was."

Jimin gave the address and Namjoon texted it ahead to the men looking and to Yoongi, adding where he got the information from. As long as Yoongi knew these kids were useful. "Thanks, I appreciate the help. Come on, you two. Let's go to the club. Meet the boss."

"So, you're both pretty cute. That's not what I was expecting." They still looked like little punks, but they were good-looking, Hoseok had to give them that. He leaned back in his chair at the table while the waitress set their drinks down, smiling at both of them. "You two got me into so much trouble. I swear, I thought Min Yoongi was going to kill me."

"Almost did," Yoongi offered, not very reassuring. He wore shades indoors today, hiding his eyes as he looked at his glass, turning it in his fingers. "Can you use the help?"

"There's a lot to do." Hobi shrugged, looking at Jimin and Tae again. "You want to work in a club?"

"I want to work with RM." Tae was determined there. "He said I could."

"When I'm less busy. Shit got real, we'll do that soon. Until then, you earn it. Work hard here, do whatever Hobi wants you to do. And maybe we can play around with guns later on." Namjoon grinned, unable to help himself. What? He liked the kid. He was funny and bold, he kind of wanted him to work alongside them. He reached out and ruffled Tae's hair.

"What kind of work do you have to do at a club?" Jimin wasn't sure what kind of club this was. He kept looking around, scanning the room. Was it like the other club he had to go to? He didn't like that one. Everyone kept touching him.

Feeling bold like Tae, he made his intentions clear. "I'm not going to fuck anyone. I don't wanna do that."

"Jesus, you two are direct." Namjoon had to laugh, giving J-Hope an amused smile. "I told you they were funny punks."

J-Hope laughed as well, shaking his head. "No, it's just a normal club. Dancing, drinks, some dealing." Well, if they were going to be direct. He ran a hand through his hair, amused. "You won't have to fuck anyone. Unless you want to. And they want to. And it's outside of your working hours."

Just establishing that right off the bat. "You can see where you can be useful, what you like. I need waiters, people behind the bar, really need someone to help me with the numbers, but I doubt that's up your alley."

Yoongi checked his phone, texting quickly. His texts didn't tend to be very long, so it wasn't as if it took much time.

"Which job makes the most money?" Speaking of direct. Well, Tae was curious.

"Probably waiter, if you get tips." Out of those options, anyway. "You can rise up if you do a good job."

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