Mr. Lee

46. Love

Mr. Lee was standing in the door opening. His hair was ruffled, his expression an icy fury, and his face and suit were splattered with blood.

His eyes quickly scanned the room as the five men hesitated for a second what to do. Then, without blinking Mr. Lee fired his gun at all five men. Instinctively you put your fingers in your ears and closed your eyes.
When you opened them all five men were on the floor, bleeding and groaning but all still conscious.

'Did they touch you? Are you hurt? Y/n!' Mr. Lee grabbed both your shoulders studying your face frantically. There was clear panic on his face now.

'Fine,' you breathed in shock.

'Are you sure? Did they touch you? Did they harm you?' Mr. Lee repeated. His chest heaving with his frantic breaths. You shook your head at him. 'Oh, thank god. Thank god.' He muttered pressing you hard against his chest, one of his hands on the back of his head as he buried his nose in your neck. His warmth and scent enveloped you and you closed your eyes as you put your arms around him too. This was home.

After a minute or so Mr. Lee's breathing had returned to normal and he let go of you, stepping in front of you and looking down with a disgusted face at the five men.

'You're lucky I'm a bad shot when I'm livid. Leave. You're bleeding on my floor,' Mr. Lee said with a cold voice. He didn't have to tell them twice. All of them scrambled up, holding their wounded body parts with their free hands as they tried to get away as fast as they could.

When the room was cleared Mr. Lee turned back to you again. His eyes large with worry as he cupped your face in his hands.

'Y/n,' he breathed your name as if it was holy, 'god you have no idea how worried I was- swear to me they didn't do anything because I will follow them hand end them,' Mr. Lee spoke, a flash of red hot rage in his eyes.

'I'm okay,' you assured him for the third time. Mr. Lee shook his head.

'Fuck I was so worried. When I came home and I went to check on you- your bed was empty and I- god if I hadn't immediately checked the security cams- Y/n I wouldn't know what to do without you,' he rambled, then suddenly pressing a kiss on your lips. His lips kissed you hungrily as if he was still afraid it would be the last time.

You couldn't help it. Tears were rolling down your face. Stupid, stupid tears.

'Hey, hey, what's wrong my dear? Y/n?' Mr. Lee asked his face once more concerned as he checked your teary eyes.

You couldn't say it. You couldn't tell him how scared you had actually been. Not of them but of Mr. Lee not coming to save you. Of him not caring whether you would live or die.

You lowered your eyes, ashamed and unable to face him, still somehow not feeling confident.

'Y/n, please. Tell me what's wrong dear. What's wrong my love?' Mr. Lee asked, tucking your hair behind your ear and trying to lift your chin.

Your heart felt like it had stopped for a moment. Your eyes flew up to his at that one word.

'Love?' You repeated barely audible and your voice hoarse. Mr. Lee blinked a few times processing what you said.

'Yes, love. You know I love you don't you?' He asked with a confused frown on his face. You couldn't say anything. You just stood there. Frozen, like a deer in headlights.

You could see Mr. Lee's hesitation.

'I mean, I thought you knew. I'm sorry if I surprised you. I-I thought you felt the same way. I don't want to scare you. If you don't feel the same way-I won't force you...' he stammered in a slightly boyish way. He grabbed your hands looking at them unsure.

You were feeling dizzy. He said he loved you. He did love you. He does love you. You wanted to scream and dance around in happiness but instead, tears just kept rolling over your cheeks.

'I'm sorry if I-,' Mr. Lee began, his voice unsure.

'I love you,' the words were barely a breath but he heard them. He lifted his eyes back to your face, an expression of pure bliss on it.

Once again he took your face into his hands, wiping away the tears with his thumbs before softly planting his lips on yours again. His kiss was so soft this time. So delicate. So full of love.

'I love you too,' he murmured into your lips.

You felt like you were flying. Like you had just won the world championship of whatever the fuck. You were in heaven. Had to be.

'How about I take you home my love.' Mr. Lee suggested, wrapping his hands around your waist and kissing your forehead. You nodded.

But you were already home, as you were in his arms.