Mafia leader's husband | chanbin ONE-SHOT

°.♤ Mafia Leader's Husband bonus II ♤.°

"You had one job. One fucking job," Chan gritted at the two abashed men. "You kidnapped a high schooler?!"

"We're r-really sorry, s-sir... he looked exactly like the p-person in the files we've got," Hyunjin – his right-hand man – flinching at the harsh tone of his boss, replied.

The White Wolf crossed his arms making his veins more visible and snorted sarcastically. "Oh really? Does this short twink look like a 6 feet tall middle-aged man?!"

"I-it was dark..." It was Jisung's – Hyunjin's partner – time to try to explain their mistake. Chan pointed his finger at the two ready to argue further but the hostage cut in.

“Hey, you fuming Pomeranian, I'm neither a twink nor a high schooler. I'm 22,” the tied up boy opposed.

"I wasn't talking to you." Chan sent him a death glare.

The boy mimicked his stare. "But I was. Tell that Eiffel Tower to untie me,” he commanded and watched the older walk his way.

Chan squatted in front of him and grabbed his chin making him look directly into his cold eyes. “Who do you think you are?”

The younger stared back without a trace of fear in his emerald green eyes. “I'm Seo Changbin,” he answered wittily and grinned mockingly at the older before headbutting him.

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Chan woke up sweating profusely and let out a breath of relief. It had been two years since he met his husband yet he managed to dream about the moment over and over again. He checked the time and panicked when he saw two missed calls from Changbin and three messages.

He clicked on the latter and cried out: “He's gonna kill me!” Not wasting a moment, he sprinted to his car and drove to the nearest market on his way home.

Binnie ❤

Chanhee and I demand strawberries

Now.

Christopher?
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Chan dashed inside the house with three containers of strawberries in his arms that he almost dropped when he saw his 3 months pregnant husband being spooned by Hyunjin on the sofa in the living room.

The blond tensed and mouthed a 'help me' in horror. His hands were respectfully hovering over the smaller frame of his husband and he indeed looked like he had been pressured into cuddling the younger.

Chan frowned. “Darling, I'm... home?” he greeted perplexed. He really didn't know how to feel about what he was looking at. Changbin opened his eyes with a small yawn and rubbed them.

“Oh, Christopher. Welcome home,” he replied not exactly interested in his husband's arrival. He snuggled closer to Hyunjin's chest. Needless to say, the blond was dying of fear of the possibility of being killed by his boss.

“Changbin, baby, what is the meaning of this?” Chan crouched next to the sofa and asked in a soft voice. The younger rolled his eyes and closed them again. “You were taking too long, so I messaged your minion. Who knew he would be such a nice cuddle pillow?”

Chan glared at the said man who looked like crying. “Why don't you cuddle with me ins-”

A snore interrupted him. He glanced at his peacefully sleeping husband and smiled enamoured.

“S-sir,” Hyunjin sobbed in a whisper.

Chan put the containers on the coffee table and lifted his lover cautiously not to wake him up. “You can go now. I'll take care of him,” he replied in an equally quiet voice and went upstairs to tuck Changbin in.

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