Assassin X Mafia (A Kim Namjoon mafia ff)

13

"Akira, babe, what are you talking about? I'm not Thyme." Mason pleaded. 

I laughed. "Don't try to lie. We all know."

Namjoon stood there, looking at me, naked, on top of Mason. He shifted his eyes from my back to just what he could see of Mason's face. 

Back when we talked to Monroe, he not only spilled the information on where Thyme was, but he had also let it slip that Mason Telluride was Thyme. But after that was said, Jin did a deep dive on his life, turning every stone over and confirming what Monroe said was true. 

From there, the plan hatched. Unfortunately, Namjoon getting that severely hurt wasn't part of the plan, but it worked out and he was fine. Recovering.

Or so I thought. 

I turned around seeing who spoke. There in the doorway threshold, was Namjoon. I got off Mason, quickly throwing my clothes back on. I walked over to Namjoon, but he put his hand out and stepped back. That stung, but I understood. If I saw him the way he saw me, I would have done the same thing. 

He walked passed me and walked straight to Mason. He pulled his gun from his back belt grip and lined it against Mason's forehead. None of us stopped him.

Mason looked at the gun and pleaded over and over. Namjoon smacked the butt of the gun against Mason's skull, knocking him out. 

Namjoon then walked over to me and smacked me across the face with the back of his hand. The boys looked shocked. They were about to say something but I motioned for them not to. I looked at Namjoon and then I looked down. The first time I ever felt ashamed, embarrassed, and seeing him look at me with disappointment, hurt. 

"Did you enjoy it? Was he good in bed? You get what you wanted?" Namjoon accused. 

I didn't say anything, though I really wanted to. He had a right to be angry. I took it too far. 

"Akira." He raised his voice. "Answer me."

"Hyung, I think you're going too far. Stop." Jimin interjected. Namjoon shot him a look, shutting him up. He looked back at me and grabbed my throat. 

"Did you not get enough with me? Lacked the excitement? Akira. You are married now. This little stunt doesn't fly." He pushed me against the wall. His grip around my throat tightened. I choked for air. Once I felt the wall against my back, I grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand off me. I slapped him back in the face. 

"You need to separate personal and professional life Joonie. I only did what was necessary. To get Mason vulnerable, I had to. When we started dating, you knew exactly what kind of person I was. Mason was an assignment! I married you, didn't I? Despite our histories, despite the threats we could get, I decided to spend my entire life with you." I yelled at him. 

"Something's gotta give." Namjoon calmed down a little. "I can't live like this. I can't see you with someone else, even if it is a job."

"When Thyme is dead, I told you I'm hanging it up." 

It was weird seeing this side of Namjoon with me. I had seen him this brutal with people he did business with but never with me or the boys. Again, I don't know how I would have reacted if I saw him getting hot and heavy with a girl even if it was for a job. Maybe it was different when we were dating since it wasn't a full commitment, but after marriage, there are many other factors involved. 

I held his hands in mine. I couldn't look him in the eye. I stared at our hands. A groan broke the silence. All eight of our heads turned to the origin of the noise. Mason. I was done with Mason destroying everything good in my life. I took the gun from Namjoon and walked up to the bed post, pointing the gun at Mason. 

"It was fun while it lasted, you filthy vile of vermin." I pulled the trigger. Once. Twice. Five times. 

I tossed the gun aside and dropped to my knees. It ended far too fast. But that end was long coming. I wanted to cry. Cry for my family. Cry for all the lives lost. But no tears came out. Jungkook dropped his gun and ran over to me, giving me a hug from the back. He consoled me as I just sat there in silence. 

It was over. Thyme Oberwall was dead. The Telluride leader was dead. I could finally get out of the killer life. While I had an uncontrollable bloodlust, it ended when I killed Thyme. I was still married to a mafia crime boss but I wanted out of being an assassin unless that skill set was really needed. 

Jungkook helped me stand up as we all exited out of the house and left the property. 

In the car, I cuddled into Jimin. Jungkook was driving and Namjoon was in the front passenger seat. Jin stroked my hair, making sure I was okay. 

"Joonie, are you okay? They released you from the hospital?" I spoke after a while of silence. The boys stifled a laugh. 

"Akira, none of Namjoon's injuries were real." J-Hope giggled. 

I opened my mouth in shock. "Wait. So I risked our lives, driving across the border into Capote territory to get him into a hospital?" 

They nodded. "Sorry, we didn't expect you to do that. Didn't think you'd see the makeup as real injuries."

My face turned red. "Oh my god, the surgeons must have thought I was insane!"

Namjoon laughed. "The look on their face when I had to explain this was all makeup was priceless."

Hearing him laugh, made me smile softly. After the rough day we had, I was glad he could let loose. That looseness should have been directly from me. But he fed the energy off of the boys. For the first time, I felt I didn't do a good job as a wife. Not even a year of being married, and I already caused a serious rift between us. 

"I love you." I said honestly. 

"I love you too." Jimin joked. 

"Hey!" I slapped him across the chest. 

Jungkook smiled. "AK-47, I love you too."

Everyone other than Namjoon messed with me by telling me and each other "I love you" making me turn red. 

After a moment, they all went silent. But in that time, Namjoon didn't say anything. I bit my cheek. Turning on the emotional side for me was easy when it came to the boys or Namjoon specifically. It hurt when he didn't say anything. He just focused on the drive. 

It was a long drive to where the Bravia quarters was. 

The rest of the drive was in silence.