The last couple of days Sun-Young spent her time pacing around the house when she wasn't asleep. Changbin didn't know what to do to help her. "Princess." He called out to her but she ignored him. Finally, he stood walking over, wrapping his arms around her. "Princess, please sit down and relax." He cooed at her. Though she heard what he said that didn't stop her mind from racing. "Sorry, Mi Amour."
He sighed kissing the top of her head. "Just tell me what I need to do." He turned her around to look at him. She just shook her head at him. "My father is up to something I know it." Her voice was low as she spoke. He just raised a brow at her. "He has eyes on us." She spoke again resting her head on his chest. "This time I will be more than just outcasted, I will be excommunicado with a target on me, and knowing my father it will be soon." Her words were rambling together.
"Sun-Young baby, breathe please." It was clear he was worried. He hasn't used her name since they were dating. Her expression softened at him, as she sighed again. "Sorry, some habits are hard to break." He said nothing he just held her silence. Her phone started to ring, releasing herself from his hold she walked picking it up. Sliding her screen to answer it. "Hello?" She spoke.
"Sunne.." Her mother's voice was filled with sadness. "Mama.." She called out to her as she sat down. "I'm sorry Sunne, he wouldn't listen." She silently shook her head knowing her mom couldn't see. "Excommunicado?" That was all Sun-Young said as she waited for her mom to continue. She could hear her mom sigh. "He is waiting until after you have birth and are healed up, after that the target will be set." She looked at her husband who was watching her. "Understood." He walked over to her and placed his hand on her shoulder giving it a squeeze.
"You must get your tattoo marked out as well Sunne." She placed her hand on his and held it. "Yes, Mama." Her grip on his hand tightened as he sat down beside her. He softly kissed the exposed skin of her neck. She leaned into his touch as the call ended. He let his lips trail down to her collarbone. A soft moan left her body, he smiled on her skin. "If I knew this would have relaxed you I would have done this hours ago." He kissed her skin again.
She placed her phone on the small table before turning to look at him fully. Leaning forward she kissed him roughly, he cupped her face with his hands. Deepening the kiss they both leaned back. Letting her hands trail down his chest, stopping at his waist. He pulled away just enough before he spoke. "What did your mom say, Princess?" She said nothing for a moment before slowly opening her eyes. "The target will be placed on me after I give birth and fully recovered." His eyes turned dark as he listened to her words.
"Baby, it will be okay. It won't work." She reassured him but he wasn't having it. "Changbin.." She spoke his name softly as he relaxed a little watching her. "When I was only ten my father had me sent away to a training facility and I was there until I was sixteen. My father can not kill what he did not create." The more he learned about her the more he has come to hate her father. "Princess." He cooed at her but she held her hand up to him.
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Nyctophile
FanfictionHis colour of choice was black, it was very seldom you saw him wear anything but, he preferred taking care of business after hours, it was a rare sight if you got to see him. For everyone else his eyes were empty, his heart was cold but for her it w...