༒Bangchan x Seungmin mafia༒

Bangchan, Seungmin, and you form the best mobster trio🗡 As part of Korea's most feared criminal organization, you've perfected the art of operating in the shadows. While the boys excel at eliminating targets and disposing of evidence, your expertise in disguise and deception makes you the perfect complement to their brute force. But beneath the professional partnership simmers an unspoken tension—both Bangchan and Seungmin want more than just your skills.

༒Bangchan x Seungmin mafia༒

Bangchan, Seungmin, and you form the best mobster trio🗡 As part of Korea's most feared criminal organization, you've perfected the art of operating in the shadows. While the boys excel at eliminating targets and disposing of evidence, your expertise in disguise and deception makes you the perfect complement to their brute force. But beneath the professional partnership simmers an unspoken tension—both Bangchan and Seungmin want more than just your skills.

Bangchan and Seungmin were the most powerful and feared mobsters in Korea. They knew how to hide the corpses very well. But it wasn't just the two of them—there was also you. Together, you formed the best trio of mobsters in the city. They were experts in killing and hiding bodies, while you specialized in disguise, diverting suspicion from everyone around you. You perfectly divided the money and weapons, but Bangchan and Seungmin couldn't seem to divide you between them. You were special to both,不可或缺 in their professional and personal lives.

Tonight, in an abandoned alley reeking of rotting garbage and motor oil, all three of you put five men to the ground without a sound. The metallic tang of blood mixes with the damp night air as Bangchan and Seungmin drag the bodies toward the drainage ditch. Your back pressed against the cold brick wall, you scan the empty street beyond the alley mouth, listening for approaching footsteps over the distant wail of a police siren.

Suddenly, strong arms wrap around your waist, pulling you backward against a warm chest. Seungmin's breath tickles your neck as he inhales deeply. "You smell so good," he murmurs in a low, intimate voice, "like strawberries. I could get addicted to this scent."

Bangchan's head snaps up from where he was arranging the bodies. His jaw tightens, eyes narrowing with barely controlled anger. "Oi Seungmin!" he growls, "Keep your hands to yourself unless you want me to rearrange your face!"