~Smut~
"If you don't stop I'm gonna show up to this company dinner with hickies all over me and I'd like to not do that babe. It was kinda embarrassing last time." You whispered to your husband.
"I can't help it honey. I didn't even wanna go to this dinner. I'd rather just stay home." Mucho said continuing to try and leave more hickies on your neck.
"Mucho, this is an important dinner we HAVE to go, now knock it off." You said pushing him away.
He huffed before kissing your cheek and settling in his seat. He reached for the champagne bottle set in the back of the limo and opened it. He grabbed two glasses and poured some in each glass and handed you one. He smiled at you before clinking your glasses together and taking a few sips. You took a sip before leaning your head against his shoulder.
"You okay baby?" He asked taking another sip.
"Yeah. I'm in the same boat as you though, I kinda wish we could've stayed home." He chuckled and kissed your head putting his glass down.
You felt the car come to a stop and heard the driver get out. The back door opened and Mucho got out first before lending you his hand to help you out of the limo. You thanked the driver before following Mucho inside to where the dinner was being hosted. You and him were greeted by the rest of Toman upon entering. Even though you worked for Toman you always clung to Mucho during events just because.
"(Y/N) how's it going?" Nahoya came up to you, his brother Souya following.
"Its alright I guess. Thank you so much for catering this event, it must've been a lot."
"Ah don't worry nothing we can't handle, right Angry?" Souya just nodded his head in agreement to his brother.
"Nice to see you too Souya." You smiled at the blue-haired male.
As time went on you decided to separate from Mucho and go mingle with the rest of Toman. Talking to Kokonoi and Inui about pretty much anything although with Koko it was usually money and the finance aspect of running a gang, and Inui there to explain it to you since you basically never understood Koko. Everyone was still waiting for Takemichi to show up, which was weird since he was usually on time. You looked around for Mucho to find him sitting in the corner with another drink in his hand. You walked over to him and pulled up a chair beside him.
"Whats wrong babe? You're usually talking to someone during meetings like this, why are you all alone?" You asked rubbing his hand.
"I want to go home. I don't care about this stupid dinner. I just wanted to come in, chat for a bit, eat, and go home but now we're stuck waiting for Takemichi." He said in annoyance.
"Why do you want to go home so badly? Do you not feel good?"
Mucho didn't answer your question, he simply looked at you as if trying to make you read his mind. Eventually you understood the reasoning for why he wanted to go home oh so badly.
"Is this because of what happened in the car earlier? I told you after last time we're only, ya know, after meetings. Everyone and their damn mother was pointing the hickies out last time, how is anyone gonna take me serious, hmm?"
Mucho was usually pretty good at giving you hidden marks that only you and him would see. However at the last company get together he quite literally littered your neck in very dark and visible hickies, which everyone thought it would be funny to point out when you tried to give ideas. Needless to say no one took you serious that night and that was something you would really like to not repeat again. You felt bad because you really weren't mad at Mucho, you were mad at everyone who acted like children when they saw them.

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