stray kids one shots ( fluffy stuff only)

Lee know has been lieing

It all started when two people met at a cooking class 2 years ago. He was a choreographer at JYP. While the other was working there way up in voice acting. The pair got along great.

They continued paying $50usd for a cooking class just for the sake of maybe seeing eachother again. It was love at first sight. The two fell in love after hooking up in his car when he offered the other a ride home to there appartment.

2 years later there engaged and to become a married couple in a year. Living together in his two bedroom luxury appartment life was great.

-y/n point of view-

"Good morning honey, how's it going?" Minho asked with some rasp in his voice left from just waking.

He hands me a fresh cup of coffee ruffling my untamed hair before standing up only in grey sweatpants heading towards the closet to find his cloaths for the day.

I was always curious as to why my fiance is always going into such  a physical field of work in a dress shirt and tie. Not that I'm complaing. It's just a thought. The sip of cafine gave me enough energy to get up out of bed. As comfy as Minho's shorts and shirt are. I can't roll up to work like this.

The sun was peaking out of the curtains blinding me slightly as I approached minho and helped his finish his last button giving him a peck on the lips.

"I love you y/n. I can't wait for us to become a family." Minho smiles as his Dori rubs themselves on my leg , leaving strands of grey fur on my socks.

"I love you to Mr. Cat buttler." I laughed smacking his lushous booty before he walks out of the room to go eat breakfast.

I got ready in a nice button up shirt and some black pants. Combing my hair to get it out of my face and adding some product to add a little wave to my otherwise crazy hair in the morning. As I was putting on my shoes a was greeted my the adorable sight of Minho holding a bagel arguing with Soongi our orange and white cat to get off his shoes so he could leave.

I picked up the cat and put them on the tower putting on our shoes and saying our goodbyes for the day.

As I am walking to my car I feel bad knowing that I am keeping a big secret from him. I'm actually in an organization that deals directly with the Japanese yakuza. We help import goods like weapons and cars to them. It's not intirely legal and it's not safe to be associated with members of our organization. Hence on why I havnt told my lovely fiance.

The drive there is about 15 minutes from our appartment. Lovely commute if the traffic is good. The building is 20 stores tall and all glass and modern looking. Nothing to draw too much attention in the bustling area of of the city.

I arrive to the office and that's when my boss sends me an assignment. Apparently I gotta get these weapon crates secured to the gangs near by. There's a trade we need to do. They give me the details of what the gang is like. Apparently there is 8 members of the gang. Lead by a foreigner from Australia. I was to report to a man in red when I got there. And when the weapons where securely delivered. I was to kill him. Typical business, 8 ausies can't be that hard. Right?

When I arrive to the warehouse things where quiet. Too quiet. I park the truck and file out by myself to investigate. I was to kill this horrible man because he hasn't been paying his money back for the weapons. And apparently has been picking off members of our association for some time.

Then I'm greeted imidatly by a by a blonde man with a freckled completion in all black suit yellow tie.

"I am here with your delivery." I make it as comfortable as possible, drawing no suspicion to myself having a butterfly knife in my belt and a small pistol just in case.