A complicated life

Working on a plan

Dami's pov:

After 8 long hours, she was finally allowed to leave her post. It had started to snow and the cold made her finger numb. Not even the safety of her coat's pockets was able to keep them warm.

"I need to buy warmer clothes." The assassin thought on her way back to her girlfriend's room.

She was looking forward to a hot shower and maybe some cuddles from Y/n. Before her shift had started she had watched the underboss sleep and it was such an adorable sight. The way Y/n had snuggled up on her side had warmed her heart and it was hard to get up to go to work.

"I hope she was able to rest a little," Dami mumbled as she opened the door.

The room is dark but a small light cone from the library illuminated it a little. The door was a little open and Dami wondered if Y/n was in there so she closed the door and took off her coat and boots before she knocked softly at the library door. There was no answer and Dami thought it would be best to not disturb the other woman but Dami wanted to know what Y/n was up to so she opened the door slowly just to see Y/n sitting in the big chair with a book in her hands. The underboss seemed to be very much invested in the story and didn't witness Dami's presence.

"Hey, babe," Dami said once she walked a little closer.

"Hi," Y/n said without looking up from her book.

"What are you reading?" Dami asked and grabbed the book from Y/n's hands.

"History book," Y/n replied.

One glance at the book told Dami that it was written in a different language. She was curious if Y/n was really able to read it or if she just pretended to appear more mysterious.

"In French?" Dami chuckled.

"Actually, it's German." The underboss explained while Dami turned a few pages.

"I'm curious if you are really able to understand all these different languages." The assassin closed the book and looked at her girlfriend.

The underboss just nodded as she stood up. She stretched her body and yawned.

"How many?" Dami asked.

"Just English, Russian, German, and Italian," Y/n explained.

"Just? That seems to be an understatement, don't you think?" The assassin replied.

"I'm just good with languages and remember people's faces that's all." Y/n shrugged her shoulders like it was nothing to be able to speak and understand four languages.

Needless to say, Dami was impressed. Y/n wasn't only hot. It appeared that the underboss was also very intelligent. That made her even more attractive.

Y/n's pov:

You didn't want to tell her that you had a photografical memory. Almost no one knew about it and usually, when they did they looked differently at you like you were some kind of genius.

"How was your shift?" You asked to change the topic.

"Good, but you have to tell me how you were able to learn so many languages. It's impressive." Dami said while making eye contact with you.

"That would be a long story." You sighed.

"I see," Dami replied as if she noticed that you were not ready to talk about it.

She was still looking at you and you were sure you could see curiosity in her eyes. The assassin wanted to know more about you and your past. It was still a hard topic for you and the relationship with Dami was so fresh. You didn't trust her enough to tell her about the miserable life you had. Suddenly she grabbed you by the waist and pulled you closer. Her nose dragged along your jaw and it made the butterflies act crazy in your belly.