The next day, the boys and I sat with Akari about how the Aku territory was going to be run under the control of the Bravia. What I suggested to her, made her and Itsuki think about it and they thought it was a perfect idea.
Namjoon explained what the plan was. While externally it would say that I was ruling, it was really the boys. I would just make their decisions come to the public.
Akari agreed to it. She knew the boys weren't people who rushed decisions and really took their time with all possibilities. She also knew I wasn't someone who would think selfishly for myself before the people.
We all signed a transfer of power contract papers to make it official.
In the afternoon, Jungkook got Namjoon out of the house. They hadn't spent time together in a while. Yoongi and I packed the things I bought yesterday. Jin, J-Hope and Taehyung decorated the living room. Jimin blew up balloons for the boys to hang.
After a few hours, Namjoon and Jungkook returned home. I had on Namjoon's favorite outfit of mine. It was a dark blue laced overlay strapless dress. My hair was in a bun with a fake white flower crown on. The boys were all in variations of suits.
"What is going on?" Namjoon asked. Jungkook walked over beside me.
"Happy birthday!" We all exclaimed.
Namjoon was surprisingly shocked. He forgot it was his birthday. He gave the boys all a hug and gave me a kiss.
"Wow you look so beautiful." He walked into the living room.
"Wait. Sit. I have something for you." Yoongi helped me carry a few boxes over to where Namjoon was sitting.
"All these boxes.. for me?" Namjoon questioned. "Akira, I don't need anything. I have it all right here."
"Shut up and open them." I rolled my eyes. I handed him the first box. It was the biggest one.
Unwrapping it, Namjoon opened the lid. "A pair of Gucci loafers." He smiled. It was a pair he had always wanted. He set the box down. I gave him the next one. It was significantly smaller.
"Okay, Akira, I don't wear heels. These are yours." He chuckled, not really understanding. I gave him another box. This one was extremely small.
"Tiny boots. I can add them to my tiny things collection. But I'm still confused. Does this mean something?" Namjoon raised an eyebrow. He set the box down. I handed him the last box. My hands sweat. I was fidgeting a lot. Everything came down to that box.
Everyone except Yoongi was at the edge of their seats, intrigued.
Namjoon slowly removed the wrapping. He stared down at a small rectangular box, different from the other three. I watched as he pulled the lid off and looked inside. His eyes darted from inside the box to me then to back to the box then to me. I stood there, confused. Did he not get it? Does he actually have an IQ of 149 or does he say things with a level of authority and people just tend to believe him.
Namjoon dropped the box and ran over to me. He picked me up and twirled me around. He put me down and kissed me. Yoongi fired the confetti cannons. Confetti fell around us as Namjoon kissed me.
"What?" Jimin and J-Hope were intrigued.
"What was in the box?" Jungkook asked.
"Anyone? Hello. We aren't in on it." Taehyung complained.
Namjoon parted from me. We looked at the boys.
"I'm pregnant!" I exclaimed.
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Assassin X Mafia (A Kim Namjoon mafia ff)
FanfictionWhat happens when an assassin from the most feared family marries into the most feared mafia organization? Important TW: violence, smut, strong language, and other mature themes