for kimbapmeow (requested)

it was dark. almost pitch black, but the soft colours from an ice cream van brightened up the park. the pastel blue, pink and purple did not suit the pitch black park at all. blood red, however, did.

sοοbin scoffed as he removed his blood-stained gloves, stuffing them in the inner pockets of his suit. he made his way towards the parlour where it was empty, except for a certain blue-haired man who was standing inside the van, staring right at him with a welcoming smile. maybe blue was suitable for this place afterall.

“hi! welcome, take a look around!” the part-timer chirped. ‘very unfitting to the atmosphere,’ sοοbin thought to himself. without a word, sοοbin stepped forward and eyed the flavours that were offered. there were mixtures of common and rare flavours such as vanilla, chocolate, speculoos, and nutella. but a bright blue coloured ice cream that was so obviously artificial colouring caught sοοbιn’s eyes. it reminded him of the part-timer smiling brightly at him.

“i’ll have this,” sοοbin nodded at the blue coloured ice cream. “okay, one smurf ice cream coming right up!” sοοbin noticed a light chuckle leaving the part-timer’s red plump lips. he couldn’t help but frown a little at that, “what’s so funny?” the question seemed to take the part-timer by surprise. he flailed his arms around, panicking slightly. “i just think it’s cute! i didn’t expect you to like a flavour like this, is all,” he explained in a quiet voice.

sοοbin’s eyes trailed down to his nametag. ‘yeοnjun is serving you!’ it read. “well, i’d like to pay for my smurf ice cream, yeοnjun,” sοοbin said in a slightly condescending tone.

anyone would’ve been trembling from just one look from sοοbιn, but the same bright and light laughter left yeοnjun’s lips once again. “okay, mr black smurf. here’s your smurf ice cream for you!” he smiled, his eyes turning into a crescent shape.

sοοbin hesitated his next move for the first time in his life. his eyes shifted from the ridiculously bright blue-coloured ice cream to the blue yeοnjun. yeah, blue was suitable.

he stretched forward, and they touched. a drop of blue swam freely. it didn’t take long before the bright colour overtook the pitch-blackness.

the customers shifted in their seats under the watch of sοοbin’s hawk eyes that were keeping an eye out for anyone who was deemed as a nuisance in yeοnjun’s eyes (mainly soobin’s.)

ever since sοοbin started frequenting the ice cream van, he noticed that there were some rude customers. however, the part-timer took no action towards their rudeness. he smiled just like he always does. the same smile he gave sοοbin too. but people like them do not deserve that kind smile. so sοοbin took things into his own hands. it started from one rude customer, but sοοbιn went up to him before he could raise his hand at yeοnjun. his grip tightened around the customer’s wrist, bending it slightly until the person cried out for help. unfortunately for him, but fortunately for sοοbin, no one was around.

yeοnjun thought it was cool at first. to finally have someone who would get their hands dirty for him so he wouldn’t get fired for being rude to customers.

but now, sοοbin would glare at anyone who looked in yeοnjυn’s direction. there were two types of people sοοbin were looking out for the rude customers and the customers who flirted with yeοnjun.

yeοnjun cleared his throat to get sοοbin’s attention on him. sοοbin already knew what the other was about to say.

the man in black made his way toward the blue-haired man and stood awkwardly in front of the cashier like a dog that got caught chewing its owner’s shoes. a sigh left yeοnjun’s lips. “sοοbin, you’re scaring the customers. tone it down,” he whispered in a hushed tone.

usually, the man in black would become furious. but this was yeοnjun.

“yeah okay. sorry.” sοοbin found himself apologizing way more these days than he would before he met yeοnjun. the blue-haired man groaned as he watched the last pair of customers walk away, leaving their ice cream cups behind on the table. yeοnjun stepped down from the van and walked towards the table, and sοοbin trailed behind him quietly.

instead of cleaning up the cups, yeοnjun lifted himself up on the table and sat on it. he crossed his arms and scanned sοοbin from up to down and up again.

“what?”

another sigh left yeοnjun’s lips, coming out more frustrated than he’d like. “you know, you’ve been here for three months, and you come almost everyday. so what’s the deal? are you interested in getting a job here? i don’t think that’s the case because you would’ve gotten it three months ago if you were interested.”

silence.

“do you have a job?”

nothing.

yeοnjun swung his legs one last time before unfolding his arms and placing both feet on the ground. he made his way towards sοοbin, closing the distance between them. soon, their bodies were touching. yeοnjun tilted his head, and the gap between them was almost nonexistent. sοοbin’s stoic expression never changed, not moving an inch. the blue-haired man giggled softly, amused by sοοbin’s immutability. “i thought maybe it was me you were interested in. but i guess not!” yeοnjun returned to the table and grabbed the ice cream cups before walking back to the van.

sοοbin blinked as yeοnjun washed the cups in the sink. his tiny waist was accentuated by the apron tied around his waist made his shoulders look broad. but once sοοbin was in the picture, he could cover yeοnjun whole with his broader shoulders.

‘i thought maybe it was me you were interested in.’ yeοnjun’s words replayed in his head. sοοbin stood there, dazed. ‘but i guess not!’

“you guessed wrong.” sοοbin wasn’t sure what came up, but he had never regretted anything in his life. “huh?” yeοnjun turned around to look at the man in black, slightly fascinated by how loud and clear sοοbin was.

“i am interested in you, so go out with me.”

they stood there blinking in silence. yeοnjun wasn’t actually serious when he said what he said, but after seeing sοοbin’s brows slightly furrowed in seriousness, it dawned upon yeοnjun that sοοbin was being genuine. sοοbin didn’t miss the way that yeοnjun’s cheeks turned slightly pink.

when yeοnjun seemed to be taking longer than usual to reply, sοοbin noticed his heart pounding loudly against his chest, something he didn’t hear very often. only ever aware of it whenever he was calming down from the adrenaline of having blood stained his hands.

but this was different; sοοbin was actually nervous. nervous that yeοnjun might reject him. he dug a hole in the van with his eyes, unable to look at yeοnjυn with that fear in mind.

“where to?” the same lively voice chirped, catching sοοbιn’s attention back on him again. sοοbin didn’t realize how nervous he was until he almost choked due to the dryness of his tongue and throat. sοοbin swallowed his spit and approached yeοnjun, holding the blue-haired man’s hands in his. “you’ll see. i’ll pick you up here tomorrow at 2pm.”

as soon as sοοbuin’s hands left yeοnjun’s, he craved for that warmth again. for the first time, sοοbin did not watch yeοnjun close up the van. instead, he returned to his mansion to plan for the promised big date.

the next day came by quickly, and sοοbin was there half an hour earlier than 2pm. he spent the night picking out an outfit before deciding to settle for the black suit (amongst all the other black suits) that he would wear for an important event. (for example, a ‘family’ meeting to discuss their next target.)

sοοbin held a bright crimson red rose in his hands that reminded him of the night that he met yeοnjun. his gloves that were stained red but now they were holding onto a red rose to gift yeοnjun. red had always come with malicious intent, but not this time.

when yeοnjun arrived in a pale baby blue button-up and shorts about 20 minutes later, sοοbin’s jaw fell open slightly. he realized that this was the first time he saw yeοnjun in a fit outside his uniform. sοοbin could feel his cheeks heating up. he hoped they weren’t as red as the rose he was holding.

“hey,” yeοnjun rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, his top raised slightly, revealing a tiny bit of his soft stomach that caused sοοbin to almost choke on air. “m-hey,” sοοbin stuttered. with wavering hands, he pressed the rose against yeonjun’s chest. a tiny smile formed on yeοnjun’s plump lips. he hopped towards sοοbin and naturally locked his arms with the taller man. sοοbin wasn’t sure how he was still functioning at this point. maybe he wasn’t.

“so where are we going? you said that you were going to take care of everything right?” yeοnjun asked, his chest pressed up against sοοbuin’s triceps. anyone who walked past them would’ve thought that they were a couple. but sοοbin knew that he had yet to win the blue-haired man over (at least that’s what he thought.)

when they arrived at their destination, yeοnjun’s jaw dropped onto the floor. “you.. rented out the whole amusement park?!” to say that yeοnjun was as surprised was an understatement; he was bewildered. “where’d you get the money from…”

without saying a word, sοοbin walked into the park. yeοnjun shrugged and skipped right behind the taller man. it wasn’t everyday that he got to have the entire amusement park for himself, so yeοnjun was going to enjoy himself to the fullest today.

yeοnjun gasped loudly when he saw a shop that caught his eyes. “hey! take a picture of me standing here!” he shouted at sοοbin, trailing behind slowly. he scrambled out his phone and hastily placed it in sοοbin’s hands.

the man in suit angled himself and took a few pictures of yeοnjun striking different poses. “get a few good ones of this!” what could be so difficult about that?

but when he looked into the phone again, yeοnjun had his arms raised, and his hands were behind his head, revealing a sliver of his soft tummy once again. sοοbin’s hands paused, watering at yeοnjun’s oblivious sensualness.

yeοnjun must’ve noticed that he had stopped taking pictures because he called out to the taller man. “are you taking the pictures?” he readjusted his pose again; the soft skin was the only thing sοοbn could see and think of.

sοοbin let his guards down. he didn’t even notice that a worker had been standing behind him and observing everything all along. it was only when the worker approached yeοnjun did sοοbιn that someone had been watching. and he didn’t like the vibes from the guy. he didn’t even acknowledge sοοbin. that was when he immediately knew the worker’s ulterior motives.

the stranger was blushing stupidly while talking to yeοnjun. sοοbin clenched his jaw and watched everything play out. he could’ve stepped in from the start, but he wanted to see how yeοnjun would react. occasionally, the blue-haired man would flirt back with the customers. but he was now on an official date with sοοbin, and sοοbin hoped yeοnjun would react differently.

a sense of relief flowed through sοοbin’s veins when he saw yeοnjun rejecting the worker’s passes. now what irked sοοbin was the fact that he was so fucking persistent.

deciding that he had enough, he stepped in between yeοnjun and the worker. “i don’t know if you heard him the first time, but he said no,” sοοbin paused and pulled yeοnjun towards him by his waist. “and he’s on a date with me. if you didn’t already notice, i am the one who rented this place out. so you either leave us alone now or you lose your job.” he threatened, his tone low and his face black. the worker scurried off upon hearing that he might lose his job.

when sοοbin turned to the side to look at yeοnjun, he noticed that the shorter man’s face was flushed red. sοοbin could feel how yeοnjun was trying to move closer to him too.

“you’re kinda amazing..” yeοnjun mumbled, smiling shyly. “yeah. to answer your question from earlier, i am a mafia boss.”

blink.

yeοnjun’s jaw fell slightly agape. “haha sοοbin, i didn’t take you for a funny man.” he slapped the taller’s arm lightly. but sοοbin’s expression showed no change, still as serious as he was a few minutes ago. “you’re being serious?” yeοnjun whispered, his legs trembling slightly.

sοοbin took this chance to close the distance between them. with each step he took, yeοnjun took a step back until his back met the window. “yeah. i’m serious,” sοοbin looked dead straight into yeοnjun’s feline eyes. “and that’s why i’ve been getting rid of the people who caused you inconvenience or flirted with you. it is simply what i do, and-” sοοbin grabbed yeοnjun’s small hands in his large hands. “because you’re mine.” he watched the blue-haired man gulped nervously.

“scared?” the man in the suit smirked.

“not at all… i think it’s hot.”

that ticked sοοbin off. their lips collided, and sοοbin took the lead from the get-go. yeοnjun’s head was hazy from the new information. he liked the idea of sοοbin being the big bad guy and only showing the real sοοbin to him. he liked the idea of being owned by the big bad guy and having no one else touches him except for sοοbin. ‘like’ was an understatement, yeοnjun was obsessed.

without any difficulties, sοοbin lifted yeοnjun up and wrapped the blue-haired man’s legs around his waist. slightly dizzy from the fact that he was touching yeοnjun’s bare skin. but sοοbin still managed to bring them into the alleyway filled with cartons of wooden boxes. he gently placed yeοnjun on one of them.

not wasting a millisecond, sοοbin proceeded to tug at yeοnjun’s shorts that rode up his thighs. sοοbin watered at the sight; he had never felt this way outside his killings. but then again, meeting yeοnjun evoked a bunch of emotions in sοοbin that he did not know he was capable of.

“eager, aren’t you?” yeοnjun looked down at sοοbin with half-lidded eyes and a cocky smirk. the blue-haired man knew how much sοοbin had been craving for him. now that he was finally in the palms of the mafia boss, he would be lying if he said he wasn’t afraid of what sοοbin was capable of doing. but yeοnjun lived for the thrill more than anything else.

sοοbin grunted and shut the blue-haired man’s cockiness with a rough kiss. he sloppily pulled down yeοnjun’s shorts and groped the shorter’s man buttcheeks. sοοbin let out a wavering sigh. he could cum from just touching the blue-haired man’s soft skin. and the thighs that had him drooling from the moment he saw yeοnjun. with his knees, he spread the shorter’s thighs apart and knelt before him. he started leaving trails of kisses within yeοnjun’s inner thighs. the shorter jolted at the feeling, gripping onto the edge of the box for his dear life.

sοοbin’s mind immediately traveled to how the blue-haired man would be like when he finally had his dick in him. if he was so sensitive and cute now, what would become of him later?

with that in mind, sοοbin pulled yeοnjun closer to him and placed the man’s milky legs on his broad shoulders. yeοnjun’s pink hole was on full display for him to see. without much thought, sοοbin stuck his tongue inside the blue-haired man’s hole, using his saliva as a lube’s replacement. yeοnjun gasped loudly. his fingers found purchase in sοοbιn’s hair, and he tugged onto it. “fuck!” he cried out as sοοbin’s tongue worked miracles in him.

both men started getting impatient; one wanted to be filled, and the other wanted to see the blue-haired man whimpering under him.

sοοbin’s fingers entered yeοnjun’s hole easily, which caused the man in black to be suspicious. yeοnjun noticed the slight change in the taller man’s face and smirked. “i used a dildo last night. it felt really good,” yeοnjun provoked.

it worked because the next thing he knew was that sοοbin was lining himself up at yeοnjun’s slightly swollen hole. “then we’ll see if i’m bigger than the dildo through your tightness. and perhaps we’ll know whether or not you are a cock-taking slut,” sοοbin spat.

with a grunt, sοοbin thrust into yeοnjun and pulled onto the shorter’s waist to meet his hips. “fuck. you’re still so tight. i guess you’re not that big of a deal that you think you are,” sοοbin said through gritted teeth. yeοnjun fell completely pliant, allowing the man in black to use him as he pleased.

it was like yeοnjun’s body was made out of ice cream. with the way that he was melting under sοοbin’s touch and the way that sοοbin was licking him.

“h-hey! i know i work part-time at an ice cream van, but it doesn’t make me an ice cream! why are you licking me like one?” yeοnjun’s voice shook each time he jolted when sοοbin sucked and licked at his erogenous spots.

sοοbin averted his gaze at yeοnjun. with his tongue still on yeοnjun’s nipples, he replied, “but you’re blue.” yeοnjun blushed upon realizing what the mafia boss meant. it was nothing like the blue that lit up the park, but sοοbin thought that yeοnjun would look good in pink too.

“is smurf really your favourite flavour?” sοοbin paused at yeοnjun’s question. he moved up, so he was finally met with yeοnjun’s face. “not until i met you,” he whispered before pecking yeοnjun on his lips.

“what if i- ah! what if i change my hair c-colour?”

“then that’ll be my new favourite flavour. you’re my favourite.”

true to what sοοbin thought a few months ago, he did cover yeοnjun whole. the blue-haired man’s back arched into a bow as he trembled under the mercy of the mafia boss. with each thrust, they were both close to climaxing.

“you’re so- hah- fickle-minded. what if you meet another person you like on the streets? what will happen to me then?” yeοnjun only asked to tease the taller man. he should’ve known better that the mafia boss had always taken everything in his life seriously.

with a deep thrust, his eyes turned dark, and he swore to yeοnjun that there was no other except him. yeοnjun shivered under sοοbin’s dark gaze. his legs trembled as he came, his hole tightening around sοοbin’s cock, and his body relaxed, leaving it for the mafia boss to hold up.

sοοbin embraced yeοnjun tightly, resting the blue-haired man’s head on his neck. yeοnjun kneaded and purred into the comfort. sοοbin’s thrusts became more erratic, coming close to his release. but he couldn’t help it when the blue-haired man kept whimpering and moaning into his neck.

yeοnjun gasped loudly when sοοbin released his load into him. sοοbin felt the other tense up once again, so he quickly placed his hand on yeοnjun’s cock. yeοnjun flailed around and dug his nails onto sοοbin’s back before cumming for a second time.

for the first time, sοοbin’s hands were no longer stained red. the mafia boss looked down at his cum-stained hands that were white before he decided that they were blue like the smurf ice cream, like yeοnjun.

sοοbin lolled his tongue around his fingers, licking the blue-haired man’s cum with steady eye contact. “sweet.” yeοnjun shied away from the comment. “shut up.” — was his best fight at that moment.

he looked down at his hands, which were now stained blue instead of red. yeah, blue was suitable.