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· "you know, (y/n), you've really gotta stop hurting yourself"
· "what, you think I like getting shot?"
· "well you think I like giving you stitches?"
· you were sitting in the office of Dr. Lee Gunhee, a doctor who knew about the 101, the syndicate of organized crime that you worked for
· his high school friends had gotten involved in the 101, and so he'd kind of gotten dragged along with it
· you had met him when you first joined the 101 out of desperation, having gotten shot on your first day on the job
· since then, the two of you had something between a friendship and acquaintance, him scolding you for getting hurt and you teasing him about his lackluster life
· "can you pull your shirt down a bit?"
· you also had a huge crush on gunhee
· you blushed slightly as you carefully tugged your shirt down, revealing another cut on your upper chest
· gunhee carefully cleaned the wound off and applied a bandage, cool hands smoothing over the spot before he pulled away
· the touch made you shiver slightly as he looked at the injury with an intense gaze, tracing over it lightly again before looking up at you, a smile spreading across his face
· (gunhee's smiles were the best)
· "there you are, good as new!"
· and it was terrible to say, but you almost looked forward to getting injured, because it meant that you got to see gunhee
· and as you moved up the ranks of the 101, your jobs got more and more dangerous
· gunhee was always scolding you about this, saying that you should talk to daniel and ask for less dangerous tasks
· you just waved off his concern, figuring that it was your duty to take on whatever was assigned to you
· one night, you opened your mission file to find a particularly hard job with a lot of high-aggression aspects
· and unsurprisingly you were shot, this time in the upper chest
· you also probably had multiple broken ribs, if the searing pain was any signal
· you blacked out just as gunhee arrived to the scene, eyes fluttering closed as he crouched over you
· when you finally came to again, you were lying in a hospital
· gunhee was slumped over in one of the uncomfortable plastic chairs, his simple jeans and tshirt covered in blood
· "you're awake?" he sat up straight, narrowing his eyes as he got up
· "y-yeah?"
· gunhee towered over you, arms closed
· for a split second, his frightening gaze send a chill of terror down your spine before the doctor opened his mouth
· "yah, (y/n)! what the hell were you thinking, just charging into the warehouse like that?" he threw his hands up into the air, pacing back and forth
· you watched the man, half in concern, half in fondness
· "you could have been injured– oh wait, you were injured!" he turned on his heel to face you again "you could have died– oh wait, you almost did!"
· "i didn't die, though," you countered, instantly regretting the words as gunhee gave a shriek
· "I didn't die, though," he parroted in a terrible imitation of you, "you almost died just because you didn't bother to wait for the team! what in the hell is wrong with you? the love of my life almost died because they aren't a team player! what is my life? why are you like this?"
· you raised an eyebrow at that, a slow smirk spreading across your lips
· "i'm sorry, why is the 'love of your life' like this?"
· gunhee froze, turning around slowly
· his ears were slowly turning bright pink and you almost squealed at how cute he was
· "i-i didn't mean that–"
· "you totally did, though," you grinned, holding out a hand and wincing slightly at the pain, "come here."
· gunhee scurried over, now a bright strawberry red
· you reached down to grasp his hand, and gunhee squeaked
· "come here, love of my life," you breathed out before pulling him down for a kiss
· gunhee gazed down at you with wide eyes and an open mouth
· you giggled at his expression, reaching over to close his mouth
· "careful there, you don't wanna catch flies, do you?" you winked at gunhee, who turned even redder at your flirtiness
· when the two of you started dating, you realized that your personalities fit perfectly
· the two of you joked and bantered
· and texted each other memes to say good morning
· but when you got particularly, gunhee got all flustered and adorable and wow you really had a cute boyfriend
· you tried to take on less intense missions, occasionally even hanging around the hospital to visit gunhee
· sometimes when you brought him his lunch, you were able to forget the world that the two of you lived in, and just pretended like you were bringing your boyfriend the lunch he forgot at home
· and even if your life was very different from the one that other people lead, you wouldn't want to do it without gunhee by your side
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