MAFIA | GYUHAN [COMPLETED]

seven

It took me a while to remember why I was naked on the bed in the morning. When I did, a lot of questions and regret popped in my mind. What had I been thinking? Why had I left myself to be seduced by Mingyu? Had I been drunk?

No, I was certain that I hadn't been drunk.

And I just couldn't control my heart from beating faster when I recalled his kisses, his words, his touch. I was losing my own game of pretending to like Mingyu.

I carefully sat up on the bed and looked around. He was sitting in an armchair by the window with a cup in his hand, wearing just boxers and a sleeveless shirt. His hair was a mess and he looks so cute. Stop it, Han.

"Good morning," I said tentatively since he had a strange look on his face. As if he was scared of something.

"Good morning." He answered.

There was a long, awkward silence in which he stared at his cup and I pretended to fix the bed sheet around my waist.

"So..." I mumbled.

"So," He answered.

Our sights locked for a second and we both turned our eyes away hastily.

"Jeonghan... I... I'm sorry." Mingyu said finally, still avoiding my gaze.

"...What?"

"I'm sorry for what I did. I just... I lost control." He ran a hand through his hair.

" What do you mean...?" I frowned. "I'm fine."

I blushed. It had been a lot more than fine, but it was extremely embarrassing to talk about it now. I felt as if something had possessed me the night before, and now when I thought about the fact that Mingyu had seen/hear me naked and moaning, I felt like I'd never be able to look at him in the eye again. Ever.

I heard him sigh. "I didn't want it to be like this." He said.

I stayed silent. I was desperately trying to recall the moment I had started to fall for Mingyu. I still couldn't believe myself, but I couldn't deny the fact that I do like him.

Maybe it had been the first night when he had left me be because he saw I was nervous. And maybe it started becoming stronger when I realized he wasn't evil 24/7.

But Ren wasn't right. It wasn't the money, the college, the clothes or the comfort... It was something more dangerous. It was him, his actions towards me.

The way in which a man like him could be so gentle had impressed me from the beginning.

The fact that I liked him made all this situation worse, however.

"I didn't want you to be fine with it, I wanted you to want it as much as I did." He added.

"And I did!" I exclaimed quickly, startling both of us. I blushed even more.

"...You did?" He asked incredulously.

"Yes. Isn't it obvious that I'm not longer hate you?" My tone was almost angry.

He gave me an astonished look.

"You don't?"

I shook my head, and he stood up from the chair. He sat on the bed beside me and watched me intently. "You don't hate me?"

"No..." I lowered my eyes, but he grasped my chin and made me look at him.

"Oh Jeonghan, I love you." He whispered.

My heart skipped a beat. For a moment I was lost in his eyes, in the apparent sincerity and vulnerability that they showed. In those seconds my heart wondered how hard it would be to just give in completely. I felt capable of trusting him, of forgiving his jealousy and secretiveness.

A sudden knock on the door interrupted us. I could see Mingyu face change, and adopt his usual stern look. He opened the door slightly, and I couldn't see who he was speaking to. I could catch something about someone in the basement.

"Jeonghan, I have to go but I'll be back in a few minutes to have breakfast." He announced. He put on some skinny jeans and shoes and left.

Very slowly, in order not to increase the pain in my bottom, I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and shower. By the time I was dressed it had been twenty minutes since Mingyu had left, and I was very hungry. I distracted myself talking to Kir for a while, who was trying to sleep on the same spot I had left on the bed.

"It's ten already, I should probably go see what he's doing, right?" I caressed a spot behind his ear and he purred. I took it as a yes.

I went to the basement and heard talking and... sobs as soon as I started going down the stairs. That scared me and I hesitated, wondering if I should go back.

"Just say the name!" a demanding voice snarled.

"I already told you what I know! P-please!" Someone answered shakily.

My curiosity got the best of me and I finished going down the stairs. There was a group of four men with their backs turned towards me, surrounding another, who was on the floor. I recognized Mingyu, Hoshi, and Shownu.

It was dim and I couldn't see the face of the man on the floor very well, but I was certain that the pool of dark liquid below his head was blood.

"THE NAME!" Mingyu growled.

"Please, please, I didn't know, I didn't-, I just did as I was asked, I-I got the money, and I didn't know." He sobbed. His voice made me think he was young. "Please..."

I moved a little to the right to see past Hoshi. The guy was slowly trying to sit up. His brown hair was a blood-stained mess, the same as his designer clothing. He was shaking very violently, mumbling "I don't know." and "Please." over and over again.

"I don't think he knows anything else, Mingyu," Shownu said.

"Then, just kill him." He spat. The man looked up in that moment and saw me, his eyes pleading. I couldn't stand it, I couldn't allow it.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Shownu draw out his gun and I screamed, losing all caution.

"STOP!" I launched myself towards them.

There was a gunshot.

I felt as if something had hit my arm. I was momentarily confused until it started burning like hell. Mingyu was yelling, and I when I turned to see my arm and saw my side covered in blood I felt lightheaded.

I couldn't comprehend what was happening around me beyond the burning, the smell of my blood and the terrifying way I felt it spilling. Suddenly there was a lot of people surrounding me.

The last thing I remembered before blacking out was Mingyu horrified face.

-the end-