A complicated life

The way back home

Y/n's pov:

You hated to use the lift but since Dami was about to collapse you had no other choice. The door opened and you hesitantly stepped in. Soft music could be heard from the speakers inside and it was supposed to calm you down but it didn't. Tight rooms made you anxious but you couldn't let the other woman notice it.

"You are okay, Y/n. Just a few seconds. You can do this." You calmed yourself down while you pressed the button for the fifth floor.

The doors closed automatically and you felt yourself panic.

"Just a few seconds." You repeated and closed your eyes. "Just a few seconds."

The elevator started to move as you forced yourself to breathe.

Dami's pov:

Something was wrong with Y/n. As soon as the doors closed her hand tightened around Dami's. The assassin could feel the other woman shake a little. Suddenly Dami realized why Y/n always avoided elevators.

"She is claustrophobic." Dami thought and looked at the other woman.

Y/n's eyes were closed and she seemed to concentrate while her hand got sweaty. Dami knew she should do something but she didn't know what, so she just let her thumb brush over Y/n's hand a few times. The elevator doors opened and Y/n immediately exited the lift. Her hand was still sweaty as they walked to their room.

"It must've been torture for her to be inside that tiny room." Dami felt pity for the other woman.

Meanwhile, the Harpy opened the room door and let Dami enter first. Another thing that made Y/n incredibly charming. She always held the door open for Dami and it never failed to make the assassin smile. As soon as Dami was inside she took off her shoes and changed clothes before she let herself fall to the bed. Y/n on the other hand opened one of the bags she brought with her and refilled the magazine of her gun. After she was finished the underboss pulled the slide back and let it snap forward. The metallic sound made Dami worry. What was Y/n's next step?

"What are we going to do now?" Dami asked.

"We? There is no we. I will go and check out the government's house while you stay here." Y/n replied as she stored the gun in her holster.

"You are not going alone." The assassin replied and stood up.

The sudden movement made her dizzy and if Y/n didn't react so fast Dami would've fallen.

"You are sick. Taking you with me would only slow me down." Y/n replied.

She still held Dami's arm while the two women looked into each other's eyes. Dami loved how Y/n eyes looked. Everything about them was perfect from their shape to their color. They seemed to be a piece of art.

"Do us both a favor and lay down. Drink some water and try to sleep." Y/n's words were more like an order but in her eyes Dami could see the honest concern.

Dami nodded and made herself comfortable under the duvet. Meanwhile Y/n rummaged in the bag again. After a few moments, she pulled another gun out and placed it on the nightstand next to Dami.

"Should be your preferred handgun. Shoot everyone that comes through that door that isn't me." Y/n chuckled and winked.

Dami nodded and watched the other woman leave. As soon as the door closed behind the underboss Dami started to worry.

"I shouldn't be so scared about her well-being. The sooner she dies the better for me but why does my heart cry when I think about her death? I know there is no future with her, but still, I can't stop loving her." Dami mumbled while she stared at the ceiling.