Note: BOLD Italic = Japanese
While he was driving Gun glanced through the rearview mirror at the two people he was in charge of protecting.
Crystal and M/n continued taking funny and embarrassing photos of each other as they laughed.
"You better delete that Chrissy or I'm throwing that phone out of the car." M/n said in a jokingly stern way.
"What do you mean? You look so hot in this photo." Said Crystal with a laugh.
M/n and Crystal kept jokingly arguing with each other before finally making it back to her house.
Gun opened the door for them as the two got out.
"You should definitely stay over for a sleepover some time, M/n." Said Crystal as M/n walked her to her door.
"Nah. I'd rather have a sleepover with your dad." Replied M/n with a playful wink.
Crystal just smacked the side of his head as she walked into her house waving goodbye.
"Get off my property now, whore."
"Love you too bitch~!" Waved M/n walking back to the car.
Gun watched the scene with an unreadable look.
M/n ignored the male as he was about to get in the car when-
"Hey! What the hell!"
Gun had roughly pushed him in the car. Slamming it shut as he walked to the drivers side.
"Hey! What was that for?"
Gun ignored him while he drove off.
"Uh are you taking me back home now."
Gun still ignored M/n, only driving.
M/n shrugged sitting back in his seat and relaxing.
I feel like a cigarette.
M/n thought while reaching over to the box that was sitting next to the other male.
Yet again a strong hand caught M/n's wrist.
At this point M/n was use to the male drug-blocking him but this time..
His grip is stronger.
M/n moved his gaze from the box he desired staring up at the man who was roughly griping his wrist.
He didn't realised that the raven haired male had suddenly stopped the car on the side of the road.
His piercing black eyes glared at him.
If looks could kill, M/n would be pummelled to death.
Eh I don't care..
M/n thought, pushing the limits again as he attempted to reach out for the box a second time.
That moment seemed to be the tipping point for the (composed) bodyguard.
"You. Get out the car Now."
Gun said in a dark voice.
M/n glanced at him deciding to go along with the order.
Fuck I'm tired.
M/n got out of the car realising that it was pretty late now as the sun was already setting.
There's no one around too.
M/n analysed his surroundings. Not really giving it any thought.
M/n looked at the man who told him to get out the car.
