A complicated life

The woman I love

Dami's pov:

A week had passed and the assassin was exhausted. Y/n had given her many tasks from guard duty to deliveries. It was a stressful week and Dami was glad that her shift was over. It was almost three in the morning but there was something good that happened this week. Y/n had given her the key to her room and allowed her to use it. That was three days ago. No need to describe what the assassin felt when Y/n showed her the room. Every time they interacted with each other Dami got incredibly flustered and nervous but at the same time, she felt relaxed. She felt good in the underboss's presence. Only the way Y/n looked at her made her heart skip a beat.

"I can't wait to let myself fall into the bed," Dami mumbled and walked down the long hallway.

There were not many doors on this floor and the assassin knew why. The higher-ranked members had bigger rooms. It was not too big. Just the bedroom, a bathroom, and another room that Dami was not allowed to enter. She knew Y/n used it as a study room. Only an old armchair and an overfilled bookshelf were in that room as well as a stereo unit. It seemed that the underboss liked classical music. Of course, Dami sneaked in to spy a little on her crush and she was surprised by what she found. Y/n was interested in art and music as well as history and geography. Everything Dami saw in that room made her fall for the Harpy even more but there was something that made the assassin go crazy and that was Y/n's scent.

"I don't know why but I like her perfume so much. She smells amazing." Dami thought and pulled out the key Y/n gave her.

Since the underboss had given her said key Dami didn't see her once. It was embarrassing how many times Dami looked around in the hallways or the canteen just to look around for Y/n but unfortunately, the Harpy was very busy. Dami opened the door and immediately got greeted by the sweet scent of Y/n's perfume. It made her feel safe and less stressed.

"I'm too tired to switch clothes," Dami whispered but remembered Y/n's rules.

"Clean your shoes before you enter, don't go into the second room, don't touch my stuff and for god sake please never were your work clothes to bed. I hate the smell of used clothes on my sheets." Where the Happy's words.

Dami sighed and started to get undressed that was the moment when she realized that the bed was recently used. The assassin would never forget to make the bed in the morning. It was one of her rituals. The sheets were crumbled up and one pillow lay next to the bed.

"Was Y/n sleeping here?" Dami asked herself but was too tired to think about it.

It was unusual. The underboss always took a nap on the couch in her office or sometimes in the armchair of the other room. Dami was in the middle of unbuttoning her shirt when she heard the door to the bathroom open. A tired-looking Y/n stood at the doorway only wearing a bra and some sweatpants. The assassin froze on the spot. Her gaze wandered from the Harpy's eyes to the other woman's boobs and up to her eyes again. They started to stare at each other.

Earlier:

Y/n's pov:

You were exhausted. The past three days you didn't sleep at all. The plan was more important so you spend most of your time in your office. From time to time you checked up with Siyeon and discussed the progress of the medic girl but it didn't matter what you did Dami was always on your mind. That woman had you in a choke hold and it was too strong to get out. Not that you wanted to get out. You liked daydreaming about her. A sigh left your mouth when you leaned back in your chair and opened a candy bar. You thought it was a smart idea to give the assassin some task while she was here. The main reason for you to do that was to get her as far away from you as possible. Daydreaming of her was okay but you didn't want that something similar like back at the shooting range happened. You knew that you probably couldn't resist next time, which would be bad.