Mama I'm in love (Bts x reader)

Faces.

"My name is Kwon Jiyong but you might know me as G-Dragon" G-Dragon starts but Jungkook already interrupts.
"Aren't you the rapper from Big Bang?" Jungkook asks as he points his finger at him. I can tell that he's shocked.

"Listen to his story first" I tell Jungkook. Jungkook slowly nods.

"I am" G-Dragon answers Jungkook's question then carries on.

"My dad doesn't have the best track record. He used to be the leader of a huge mafia group but fell ill ten years ago. Cops are still on his ass about it but he'll never make it through prison life so I made sure that I'm the 'Mr Kwon' they are looking for. I just want my dad to live a long life. But Sweet Cakes here keeps on busting me out before I could go through procedures. It saves my image as G-Dragon. At first, it took a lot of convincing on her part for me to follow her. I'm only telling you this since she wants me to" G-Dragon says with a smile.

"And you've got a concert tomorrow so you better get moving" I tell him as I shove him.
"Wait, I have questions" Jungkook quickly says. I force money into G-Dragon's hand.

"Sorry dude. Better get going. Thanks again, Sweet Cakes" G-Dragon says with a bright smile.
"Stop calling me that" I whine.

"Then next time, tell me your real name" he says with a wink and jumps to the next building and the next until he disappears.

Jungkook yanks off his mask and angrily sits down.

"In a moral dilemma there, Champ?" I ask as I sit down, also taking off my mask. My feet dangle off the building as I keep my eyes on Jungkook. I'm curious to see what he has to say now.

He sighs.

"It's a lot to process" he says.
"But it's still wrong" he stubbornly says.

"Then why didn't you chase after him?" I ask, trying not to sound cocky.
"Because he shouldn't be the one going to jail" Jungkook replies.

"And you think a sick man should?" I ask.
"Yes-no. I dunno" he starts to malfunction as he pulls his knees to his head.

"I help him out when police can't. That's what I try to do" I say.
"You're only making the situation worse for him" Jungkook says.

"I think I'm making it better. If the system wasn't so screwed up, I would've taken a step back a long time ago" I say. Jungkook has nothing to say. I suppose he also had his share of questions towards the system.

"But I'm not a good person. I do what I think is right-sometimes" I say.

He finally unburies his head from his knees as he turns to me.

"And what's your story?" Jungkook asks.
"Not much to tell" I shrug.

"I don't believe you. It seems you've got stories for days" he says. He looks at me with expectation, waiting for my story.

"...Childhood was basically nonexistent" I start once I gave in to Jungkook's stare. I start laughing slightly.

"It's ironic. My mother was a police officer, just like you. Top of her game and everything" I say with a fond smile.
"My father, not so much. He wasn't the best person in the world. At least he sort of cared for me. He was a leader-boss-whatever you want to call it-of other very bad people. All bad. My parents had the very cliched love story thing. They fell in love, despite everything, and had me" I say and start to grimace.

"Then there was this big shooting between the police and my father's group when I was about two. Someone shot my mother, she died and my father died later on, not before giving me stupid lessons" I say and turn to Jungkook who has been patiently listening to my story.