I Can't Kill You. - Yungi smut.

IX

Yunhos POV
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I woke up to a mouthwatering smell. Something was being made in the kitchen, Mingi was no more on my chest. I woke up and ran my mind once again on the contract, it was nerve wracking.
I got up, put on boxers from that bag and then went to the kitchen, Mingi was making food in there. He didn't see me as I walked up to him and put my hands around his waist.

"Morning. How's your back?"

"It's definitely better, thank you."
He looked over his shoulder.

"What are you making?"

"Fried rice."

"Mmm. Delicious."

"I like it too."
He smiled and looked back at the pan.

"I bet this will be the best fried rice I'll ever eat."
I put my head on his shoulder.

"Did your mom never make fried rice?"

"She did, but I don't remember it anymore. I haven't seen or talked to her in ten years now."

"Why?"

"Because I joined the mafia."

"And why did you join it?"

"Long story."

"Well, tell me it."

I laughed and kissed his neck.
"You'll hate me after."

"I won't, I promise."

"So ten years from now, when I was sixteen, I dropped out of high school to join the mafia with my friends, we all felt the want of violence in the teenage years, I did lots of drugs too. Soon when I turned nineteen, they chose to keep me from all of the 'new joiners'. They told me to execute them, in attempt to avoid that, I tried to kill myself but it was unsuccessful. They were killed by another guy that was higher class, but from the sixteen year old me, my family cut off all contact."

"That makes me feel bad for you."

"Yeah. And actually just if we're talking about my mafia career, I have to tell you that if I don't kill you or a rumour doesn't come out that you managed to kill me, another person will have to kill you instead of me."

He turned to me and kissed my forehead.
"I'm so glad you're being honest about it."

"If needed I'll kill myself."
I hugged his waist.

"Oh Yunho, don't say that. I believe we'll think of something else."
He laughed nervously.

"I honestly will do anything for you."

He suddenly turned around, put his hands on my cheeks and pulled me into a kiss. I widened my eyes but then got into it and closed them.

He pulled away.
"Did you calm down?"
He still pet my hair.

I smiled, put my hands on his waist and kissed him again but shortly ended the kiss.
"You did calm me down."

He looked at me with some magical eyes and then turned around to mix the rice.
"You're crazy."
He giggled.

"I love you."
I whispered into his ear.

He smiled and shook his head.
"You only know me for two days."

"I don't care and I couldn't care less. Love is love."

"I think I love you too."
He whispered.

"You think?"

"I think. I'm not sure yet."

"I'm sure."
I started kissing his neck.

He started giggling as he moved away the pan from the stove and turned to me again.
"Maybe let's move away from the stove at least?"

"Such a good idea you have Princess."
I picked him up and put on an empty counter nearby.

He put his hands around my head and we started kissing again. He was holding me to himself lightly by my hair while I was holding him to myself tightly by his hips. He was smiling, it made my heart warm up that he was happy to finally connect our lips.

I was the one to pull away and stare at his magically beautiful eyes.
"I truly promise to not hurt you and let other hurt you."

"I can protect myself."
He giggled.

"I know you can, it's just that I would feel guilty for leaving you in a hard situation."

He smiled and gave me another short kiss on my lips.
"You promise?"

"I can promise anything to you and I will keep my word to it."
I smiled.

"I have one thing that you will need to promise to me."

"Yes?"

"Leave the mafia and never kill anyone again."

"Deal."

"Really?"

"It might be a bit hard to leave the mafia but I don't have violent wants anymore. I bet the mafia will try to kill me, but they already tried several times and all of the times the ones that were told to kill me ended up dead."
I smiled.

"So I guess I can expect full security next to you."
He brushed his hand to my neck.

"Definitely. I know how to work others death."

"But not mine."

"But not yours"
I nodded.