Shoo Fucking Shoo

Shoo Fucking Shoo

“what are you doing here?” Mickey spurted out as soon as he opened the door of his old apartment. A single popcorn slipped from his hand where the others were bunched in his fist as he scanned the man in front of him with a serious scrutinizing gaze.

Jana smiled at the lovely-looking boy. He, in return, scanned Mickey from top to bottom, taking in his floral, baggy attire and his ruffled hair while the younger munched on his salty treat.

“I just thought to check if you are still interested in those ‘dangerous people’ meet” Jana said like it wasn’t a big deal but the words came out as an opportunity towards Mickey from which his eyes twinkled in excitement.

But he could already see a ‘but’ coming.

“so you will just take me there……no questions?” Mickey asked narrowing his eyes as he watched Jana rubbing his hands together in silent excitement.

“I will take you there……no questions…….but…” Jana left the sentence in the middle on purpose and a huge question mark appeared on Mickey’s face.

“What?” he asked already sensing something awful coming.

“what’s in it for me?” the older said with a raised brow. Mickey glared at Jana with somewhat annoyance before adding two more popcorn to his mouth.

“of course, you creep……..what do you want?.....a kiss, make out, lap dance, what?” Mickey asked boringly trying not to show his nervousness around the older who might ask for his kidneys or something.

“I don’t want none of those baby.” Jana slurred and Mickey scrunched his nose in distaste.

“then what?” he asked with a glare.

“go out on a date with me” Mickey widened his eyes dramatically at the ridiculous demand and threw whatever popcorn left in his fist at Jana. The older stood unaffected against the soft and salty attack while Micky seethed with anger.

“what the fuck!” he yelled whispered and Jana smiled a little smirky in return.

“yeah,… that's my deal. You wanna go in the meet and greet, you gotta fulfil the demand.” Jana sang as he turned around to leave.

“If you are still interested?” he turned around again and looked at the angry Mickey thoroughly.

“Meet me at the back of the Cheapers-Creepers club at nine, I will wait for only two minutes…..” the older of them both said and then walked away leaving a fuming Mickey at his door.

“see you around sweets!!!!” Mickey heard before he slammed the door shut.

………….

King entered the living room and the first sight was enough to make his blood boil. The crime lord was already in a bad mood, he was frustrated, tired and extremely busy nowadays and those facts did nothing but fuelled his anger more and more.

And now that he sees his boyfriend giggling with none other than Jayce, his temper is like shooting stars.

Up above the world so high~~

Mago was playing chess with Jayce on the carpeted floor of the living room. Both were seated opposite to each other as they played their attacks with giggles and laughs mixing well with words.

Jayce had a slim glass of sparking alcohol in his hand from which he sipped from time to time while the younger had a sour lollipop in his tiny fist, licking every two seconds.

“checkmate!!!!” Mago yelled after the seventh win and Jayce laughed charmingly at his defeat. The younger fell back on the carpet with lots of satanic giggles that he failed to notice a flare-nosed king glaring at the duo.

“you are so good in this” Jayce commented while drinking a little from his glass as he smiled warmly at the younger boy happy in front of him.

Mago had such an energetic persona that it felt contagious.

Mago was ready to answer back and play another round when he felt someone towering above him. The boy looked up and found his boyfriend glaring daggers at him.

“you came I see………finally left the rock you were surviving under?” Mago sassed as he stood up while dusting his clothes from the non-existent dust around. Jayce followed along.

Mago was bitter for a reason, it had been almost three days since he had seen the king. The man was not paying him any attention and was treating him like a doll he had purchased from a thrift store. The boy was so bored and alone for most of the day and that was what coming out of his tongue right now.

King grabbed at the younger’s arms tightly earning a hiss from the boy as he started to drag him upstairs to their room.

“don’t treat him like this…..you are hurting him” The mafia boss stopped in his tracks and looked back with fire dancing in his pupils.

Mago gulped loudly as he stared at the face of his lover and wondered if the grip was really all that tight for Jayce to react like that.

No. king surely held him firmly but it wasn’t hurting and for the hiss, the boy produced earlier was his playfulness and a very prominent part of his personality.

A drama queen.

“mind your own fucking business…” King glowered and Jayce felt his heart ache at the embarrassing treatment towards himself. Tears gathered in his eyes and he left the place with his glass.

Poor Jayce

Mago wanted to deliver a piece of his mind but he didn’t get a chance. The boy was dragged until they were locked in the security of their room and that was when the king left the boy alone.

“stop spending too much time with him” the mafia boss ordered while dropping his coat on the floor.

“What?” Mago asked as he traced his eyes from King’s blood-splattered shoulder to his blood-splattered pants down to his dirty shoes.

“I SAID STOP SPENDING TOO MUCH TIME WITH HIM!!” the man shouted and Mago jumped in his place. The boy frowned seeing King like this.

“what the fuck is wrong with you. why are you yelling?” Mago asked while raising his own voice but deep down, way down, his heart trembled.

“Because you behave like you cannot listen all of a sudden!” King shouted at Mago’s face making the boy step back.

King didn’t like how Mago was so playful with Jayce while wearing only a black button-down shirt and his hidden boxers.

Legs exposed!!!

“you are so snippy Mr…….what crawled up your ass and died there!” the boy was equally mad or was trying to be.

King paced closer suddenly and gripped at Mago’s cheeks as he squished them together.

“don’t get on my nerves” he gritted his teeth as he warned his boyfriend.

Mago had had enough by now, he pushed at the king’s chest forcefully making him stumble and stomped on the king’s foot angrily once. When he didn’t feel any reaction coming out of King, the boy stomped again as he pushed King once more.

Oh, that strong, sexy giant.

“why are you picking a fight with me? What in the fucking world is wrong with you!!?” Mago seethed in anger and the king replied nothing for a while. They glared at each other like a couple of wild animals and they remained quiet for a few seconds.

Mago was certain that whatever was going down in that basement was nerve-wracking because all he heard were grunts and screams of pain from down there when he snuck there again.

He has also witnessed King going in and out frequently and was non-stop talking on his phone to whoever was getting him mad.

And that blood on the king’s clothes? Well, Mago could only wish that whomever that blood belonged to, was alive.

But it seemed very unlikely if you look at the king and his bloody clothes. The man was reeking of an awful smell of something rotting and his stiff body told Mago how stressful he was at the moment.

“I don’t want you spending time with him and not me” King said in a normal tone and Mago felt like he was talking with a stubborn child.

He rolled his eyes.

“you could have said that like a decent human being. Was it that painful to be human again?” the younger questioned with a savage tongue and the king secretly smiled at the lightening of the mood.

“Whatever!..... I need a bath” King muttered dismissing the matter as he started opening his shirt buttons. Mago watched King with interest. The older did not only had his clothes but his body bloodied too.

Someone was surely dead under the wrath of his wild boyfriend.

One thing that Mago discovered with a happy heart is that king was kind and caring and almost loving, when he is not horny, with him and him alone. He has never seen the king talking to others the way he talks to the boy.

Even Mickey has told him about how professional King sounds when they are alone. The crime lord was surprisingly sweet with the boy and Mago loved the treatment with every cell in his body.

But that enough gushing,

“clean your attitude as well while you are at it” the boy sassed again and this time King came closer than before.

“did you forget who you are talking to…..I am a fucking Crime Lord” King boasted his authority and Mago raised a brow.

“you are my fucking boyfriend who has a few screws loose in his head…..and I am bearing with it” Mago replied as he glared at the older playfully.

“get in the bath now……shoo fucking shoo” he pushed King with all his might and King obliged just because he really did need a bath and not because he was cooing at his raging kitten from the bottom of his heart.

Not at all.

…….

King felt content….he was satisfied.

They had their first fight after being in an official relationship and King loved every moment now that he remembers tiny details of it while sitting in the tub.

How cute that fact is.

The mafia boss was smiling with the scenes from earlier dancing in front of his eyes, how the young boy was turning red due to a swish of temporary anger, how his small button nose flared, his small fists trembling and his posture like a feral kitten.

It sounds absurd but King was sadistically hoping to get more of them in the future.

But would that be anyone else……they would be six feet under for making the king apologize or even shouting at him.

The crime lord jerked back to reality when suddenly the door of the bathroom opened making him look at the door. The door swung slowly like in a horror movie but nobody was apparent in sight.

King already knew who could it be with the way things were turning out and he laughed under his breath at his cute boyfriend and his antics.

So, the king composed himself and closed his eyes to pretend that he was unaware of his surroundings, giving Younger the courage he required.

Mago came in tiptoeing as if the king wouldn’t notice him.

But he did…way before Mago entered.

King felt him sitting behind him and soon the boy started to massage his shoulder with a foam he gathered from King’s body. The older sighed as he relaxed his body entirely and set his head back on Mago’s bare legs.

The couple did not exchange any words until ten to twelve minutes and King felt his head being massaged as his long hair was pulled into a rough soapy bun.

King wanted to say ‘sorry’ and surprisingly he didn’t mind saying this word to his lovely boyfriend. He guessed it being the best part where Mago would pout and he would ask for forgiveness.

Couple goals!!

But the bubble of fantasy popped when Mago uttered his next words.

“look!.... I made you look like a shark” Mago exclaimed with a happy laugh as he made a fin of soap on top of King’s head. King rolled his eyes as he flew back his hands and grabbed Mago before pulling him into the tub with him.

The boy shrieked loudly and tried to climb out but the king didn’t let him.

“you freak; the water is freezing,” the boy said with wobbly lips. King kissed Mago swiftly on his lips and cuddled him closer.

“It is a therapy to calm your mind” the older preached and Mago gripped on king’s shoulder tightly.

“y-your fucking t-therapy will shrink the sponge b-bob on my ass” Mago retorted snuggling closer to get some warmth from his big bovver boyfriend and King did nothing but laughed at the boy.

………

“oooh hoooo!!! Whose bitch is that” a man whistled behind Mickey and the boy twisted his fingers around the dagger in his waistband.

The boy was wearing a sexy outfit just to match the vibe of the club and yes he agreed to play the deal fair and square.

A large hand wrapped around Mickey’s thin waist and Jana came into view with a gruff, dominating voice.

“That’s my bitch. You better stay at your fucking place” he warned pulling Mickey close to his body. the younger eyed the stranger before eyeing the building with a clueless expression.

He feigned innocence and the only person who didn’t believe his act was Jana.

“that piece of ass isn’t allowed inside and you know it” The man grinned disgustingly as he scanned Mickey from top to bottom.

“you don’t tell me what’s allowed in there ….I organize these settings.” Jana growled at the man and the other staggered back.

Jana was scary with that attitude.

“boss won’t be happy,” the man said as a matter of fact.

“Don’t worry about him…..I will handle it.” Jana assured as he looked around for other people.

“Plus, my baby is mad at me for not making time for him……you know how these delicate things are” Jana joked as he dropped a kiss over the soft mop of Mickey. The boy remained unfazed.

“I got you…..my girlfriend does that pouty thingy too” the man sympathized while he opened the security door and in went both Jana and Mickey.

Mickey braced himself for the upcoming surprises.

“don’t wander anywhere without me…..they have strict instructions to kill whoever they find stray” Jana whispered in Mickey’s ear and the younger nodded his head while he looked around to see and explore.

After a while, a couple of cars entered the premises and soon the meeting room was filled with people, big bad people.

But what wasn’t expected for Mickey was to see the man he couldn’t dream of seeing there.

How could he?

The grey-haired man and Kangsu whispered things a little aggressively while Mickey stood there in shock. He composed himself for the rest of the time and invested himself with Jana to be safe from the eyes of those people.

Things were about to change.

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