Love Is A Warm Gun (Kim NamJoon x Male Reader)

Chapter 12

    3 Hours Later

  I woke up, feeling my lower abdomen sore and wrecked. He really does a number on me when he gets that hard over sex I thought to myself. I sat up, laying against the bed while I heard the shower turning off behind the bathroom door. I turned on the TV, relaxing and closing my eyes, but not before I heard the door open and Namjoon greet me. "Jagiya!" He said, walking up to me. I opened my eyes to behold a Greek god sculpture walking up to me. Namjoon, naked but a towel wrapped and tied about his waist, his abs showing perfectly in the sun light, his skin glowing with small water droplets holding onto his skin while his hair was wet and dripping slightly forward. "Come here, let me dry your hair off." I said, taking a smaller towel that was around his neck and threw it on his head. He sat down infront of me, lowering himself to let me rub the water out of his hair and dry it. Once I finished he sat back up and layed down between my legs, his head resting on my chest while we both watched TV for the time being.

  "I'm so tired Jagiya." Namjoon whispered, taking one of my hands in his and holding it up to his mouth to gently whisper a kiss on it. "What do you mean?" I asked, giving a concerned look, not sure if I should be really worried or just supportively worried. "I'm tired of this," He whispered. My heart quickly ached and my eyes welled uo, before he continued "All of this with the continental, working with the high table and different mofias and assassin's and everything, In just ready to put it all behind me and move on with my life, our life." He said. I just stayed quiet, rubbing his shoulders and neck, feelings the tension between his tissue. "I want us to live a normal life, no more killing, or hunting, or torturing or any of it. We live as normal people, with a normal family. Maybe live outside the city and next to a beach, we can live in a beach house, relax. Go to sleep to sunsets and wake up to sunrises. Living on the edge of the world in peace and quiet for us both." He continued. I closed my eyes, picturing what that life would look like. And it was beautiful. We'd have a dog, we'd love as neighbors with Jungkook and the others from BTS, we'd have children. 2 boys and 1 girl. It was a magical imagery.

  "Do you know how you're Dad did it for him?" Namjoon asked. I snapped out of my daze and tried to think "Sorry, I missed that, what'd you ask?" "How'd your Dad do it? How'd he get out of the business?" Namjoon asked. I had to think back go when my Dad had finally come back from home, covered

    Flashback

  Covered in blood, sweat, and exhaustion. Dad showed up worn out to death, instantly dropping to his knees when he stepped inside out the house. My Mom running down from the stairs and picking him up to lead him to his room, "Y/n, get daddy the aid kit!" She said, I dashing into the other room where the aid kit was,and bringing it back to her and my Dad, who was sitting in a tub. Blood dripping from his body and his suite torn. "Thank you do much honey, you're such a big help for daddy." My Mom said to me, running the shower to get my Dad out of the drying blood on his body. "Thanks buddy." My Dad said, looking at me with happiness. He was finished, done. It was the end for his time in that field. Or that's what we thought.

     Flashback Ends

  "My Dad did the impossible mission. The mafia crime business he was working for at the time was having too many enemies for them to count and losing my Dad was a way too big of a loss for them. So the boss gave him his final mission, a mission that would set my Dad free from the business. His ticket out. It was called, the impossible mission." I said, looking down. "You mean mission impossible? You're Dad's life is played by Tom Cruise??" Namjoon asked jumping in excitement. "No, this one was way worse." I continued. "How so?" Namjoon asked.

  "My Fathers boss made the deal that my Dad could leave for my Mom and I, if he were to go and kill all of his enemies, in one night. And he did, one by one. It was the swiftest, most bloodiest, massacre that ever was traced to nowhere. Even though my Dad left his foot prints by the blood, no one was able to stop him, no one anticipated him, and no one could kill him. So he finished tje mission, and that was the end for him. And then when he came back and killed again, well, everyone knows about that but, that's what he had to do in order to make it out of the business alive." I explained. Suddenly, there was a knock at our door, Namjoon went to get it and some people walked in his chairs and table, setting them up while I was left there, bed ridden, confused and unsure of what was happening. "I got us masseuses since we had a pretty rough round don't you think?" Namjoon asked, laying down on one of the tables and getting massaged.