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Eighteen

Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High?- Arctic Monkeys

Instead of a cigarette pressing against his pink lips, inhaling the toxic nicotine into his body, it was a glass of the familiar bourbon. So you see, a cigarette can only sustain a specific amount stress that Yeosang is feeling right now. He needed something a little more stronger that'll be a little boost to feel more relaxed and light to everything in the world.

Not like it's working either way because as he continues to stare at the tortured and beaten up body on the floor, it only makes him throw the glass against the wall and drink out of the whole fucking bottle instead.

At least he got a lead now, but definitely not a fucking good one.

Truth to his theory, it is one of his father's enemies being stalkers after him. An enemy mafia to be exact, who has been an annoying pest to the Oasis empire for years.

Orchids.

They just love aggravating Jeongguk's presence and making his life a complete living hell. They are like obsessive fans, who literally knows their every move and what they do in their lives while trying to grasp as much information as they can.

However, Oasis stands firm and they have managed to block out their existence easily with their security. But no matter how desperately Taehyung and Jeongguk tried to keep Yeosang hidden from them, from everyone of the outside their empire while growing up, these fuckers somehow managed to know his identity.

And of course it would be smart to kill or kidnap the Spawn of the Devil himself to see how he completely falls apart. Then their empire will crumble down, perfect access for Orchids to take over to be number one.

Smart fuckers indeed.

"Well," Lisa suddenly sighs through the silence, smoking the cigarette between her lips while leaning against the wall, staring at the dead body too, "Now you got a lead. Maybe you should tell your parents-"

"Like hell I am," Yeosang huffs angrily, taking a swing of the bottle, "If they find out about this, they won't let me out of their sight at all."

And he pushes himself off the chair he was sitting on, approaching the gutted man with a hideous grin, "Besides, this is actually pretty fun."

Yeosang didn't have to see it to know Lisa is rolling her eyes before approaching her nephew, plopping an elbow to his shoulder as she takes a hit of her cigarette, "Always the blood luster like your dad. Clearly Jeongguk rubbed off on you," She mutters amusingly, patting his shoulder, "What's the plan now?"

For the past week Yeosang has thought of all the possibilities on what to do once he got a lead, but now with the acknowledgment that it leads to the second biggest mafia in the world, he doesn't know exactly what to do.

He can't just go in there and fuck everyone up, he's not the heroic type either way. Perhaps he could send a message of the body so they would leave him the fuck alone.

This is only 5% of what he could do either way.

Perhaps Wooyoung can help him with that.

"I'll think more into it," Yeosang tells her and wraps his arm over her shoulders, "Thanks for helping me out. I promise to go to your next fight without missing out."

Lisa only chuckles and pinches his cheek adoringly, "What is family for after all?" And she turns to look at him, a bit more serious now, "On a serious note, the one who saw you kill....... He won't be a problem right?"

Jimin.

Of course Yeosang told Lisa about Jimin, since she instantly went all detective mode to the scene when she arrived to the apartment. So he told her the details, perhaps leaving out what him and Jimin were actually doing before all of this happened.

Yeosang definitely didn't realize the severity of this situation at first, but just thinking how this guy had easily found him and could've killed him if it wasn't for the screen of the computer just made him doubt. Jimin and Joshua don't have the skills that he does, so the more he's around them than the more they'll be at risk to getting killed.

If he keeps his distance then Orchids will think he forgot about them, putting all of their attention sole on himself.

Man he can't do normal shit these days, and that's what fucking sucks.

Perks of being the son of a mafia lord.

"No he won't," Yeosang answers back, walking Lisa to the door, "Kinda have him walking on thin ice. One word out of him and I'm dragging him with me, he knows that."

Jimin wouldn't risk his precious reputation and life to just go to waste before his eyes, so of course he will keep his lips sealed.

After all, he would also lose the thing he cares about the most in the world.

Joshua.

Their friendship is precious to him, so if word goes out to what he did then he will definitely lose Joshua for sure.

His aunt grins to this and ruffles with his hair, "Well I don't doubt that. By the way, your back up penthouse at one of my hotels is available and ready for you to come in. One of the most safest hotels in the country, with good security and of course they'll be more protective if you're staying," She informs him while opening the door, "In that way you can sleep without having to keep an eye open, since they wouldn't exactly open their mouths."

Ah Lisa, the queen of business. Apart from fighting in underground rings, this women in the mafia world is known for her classy hotels and killer clubs business at such a young age. She gains a lot of money and invests very wisely. To show how deep and secretive Jeongguk has made Oasis when it comes to his family, no one knows Lisa is Jeongguk's sister.

In that way Lisa can be able to bloom without being an easy walking target, and of course bringing in a lot of money to help her family and benefit herself. Smart business.

Doesn't man she's changed much, if anything she's still just as youthful as Yeosang is.

"Wouldn't be a bad idea," Yeosang assures her, giving Lisa a hug, "Get home safe."

The beautiful woman only hugs him back and walks out of the apartment, leaving Yeosang alone with his mutilated friend still on the floor. Thankfully he feels a bit more lose because of the alcohol but that's definitely not enough. Not only that but he has his classes to study for, even though he's stayed up multiple nights breaking his head over studying to make sure he gets the best grades in the class.

It doesn't help much that adding onto this stress is the guilt he feels whenever he sees messages and calls from Joshua, trying and desperately wanting an explanation. Truth is, Yeosang knows at one point as this continues then Joshua will eventually hate him. If he hates him, he will stay away from him. Nobody will get hurt anymore.

So that's the plan. Now Joshua is desperate but one day he won't be, and that's okay.

As long as he's safe, that's all Yeosang cares about.

Even if he has to sacrifice his own happiness for that to happen.

Leaning against the wall now with eyes closed, facing the ceiling as he tries to take deep breathes to gather the remaining bits of his composure. How is he going to avoid this situation? He can't just keep hiding all his life, or run.

He doesn't want to live like this anymore, that's why he left the empire in the first place!

Fuck.

Eventually the perfect plan will come, but as for now all he can do is send a message with this body.

He's probably going to have to call his own little crew from back home to do a little assisting, it's been a while he's heard from them either way.

Just then his phone abruptly began to buzz in his pocket, making him react with a heavy groan to in frustration.

Especially since he knows who it is, and he can't do anything about it besides continuing to ignore it.

He's doing this for his sake!

Ugh, why can't he just give up.....

It's not like they were going to work out either way.

But it seemed as though Joshua has been a little eager because he wouldn't stop. The call kept going and going nonstop until Yeosang finally grunts under his breath to grab his phone from his packet.

To his surprise, none of the messages or calls were from Joshua.

They were from Jimin.

Who's on his way here right now.

Yeosang's whole eyes dilated as he glances now between the phone and the body.

Oh no.

No, no, no, no.

Fuck!

Yeosang didn't fucking care how cold it was outside, he literally ran out of his apartment wearing a t-shirt in hopes to meet Jimin halfway.

If something happens to him, everyone will know for sure why they call him The Spawn.

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A/N:
Aha aha aha.......

Kinda excited excited for the next chapter, I'm so ready!!

Let's go!!

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