Forbiddingly Falling For The Boss | GodxBas (2Moons Pha and Yo)

9

I woke up to the sound of glass shattering. I quickly jumped out of bed and ran downstairs. Before I made my way to the kitchen, the room where the glass shattered, I heart giggling.
I peered my head around the corner and peeked into the kitchen. I was shocked. Tae and Tee were making out!I know that they're a thing but this is where we prepare food!
I walked into the kitchen in an attempt to get noticed, but I failed. "Ahem."
Tae backed up from Tee and helped Tee get off of the counter and hid behind his boyfriend. They looked at me for a moment, then ran upstairs, I'm guessing into their room to finish.
I sighed and laughed a little. I began picking up the broken glass. It was a mug, God's favorite mug. I picked up all of the pieces and managed to glue them back together. I waited about an hour for it to dry, but eventually fell asleep.
This time, I woke up with my body shaking.
"Wake up," I heard.
I opened my eyes, stretched and realized I was in the kitchen. It was God waking me up.
"Do you want me to carry you back in the room?" He asked.
I shook my head. "I'm sorry your mug broke. I tried fixing it."
"It was our fault, we knocked it off of the counter," Tae told God, overhearing our conversation.
"It's alright, it's just a mug." He said and put it on the top shelf in the cabinets, where surely he'd be the only one to reach it.
"It's not fair how you're that tall," I said, jokingly but kind of jealous.
He turned around and smiled. "It's weird how you're that short."
I found a piece of balled up paper and threw it at him. We both laughed and we made our way to the living room.
We watched TV, Kimmon and Copter coming down to watch it too, for about an hour when we heard a knock. Everyone jumped.
No one should know where we live. What if we get caught and someone goes to jail? I could hear my heart beat. I was so scared.
"Everyone go upstairs just in case." God said. "Except for you, Tae."
Tae nodded. I kissed God on his cheek in case it was going
to be the last chance I had. I took Kimmon's hand in mine and we quickly walked upstairs and into God and I's room. We waited a couple seconds for Tee and Copter to come.
We waited in the room for almost an hour. "That's it. I'm going downstairs." Tee said.
We all nodded. "Be careful," Copter told him.
He nodded and walked out of the room. Within maybe five minutes, he came back. He handed Copter a pistol and put his own in his pocket.
"He's here." Tee said worriedly. "I heard his voice. He's making a deal with them."
"Shit, shit, shit!" Copter yelled, but not loud enough to be heard.
"Bas, do you know where God keeps his guns?" Tee asked me.
I nodded and walked into the closet. He kept them under a blue bin that was labeled, "PRIVATE". I showed them the guns and Tee handed one to me and Kimmon.
"W-what do we do? I've never shot anything!" Kimmon said.
"Neither have I!" I said right after.
"These are just in case anything goes wrong. But it won't. We'll protect you. You'll be fine." Copter reassured us both.
We nodded and tried to keep calm. "Be careful," Kimmon told them both, but stared at Copter.
"Yes, be careful," I said.
"Don't worry, it'll be okay," Tee said, he tried to make it sound like everything was okay, but I could sense the terror in his voice.
Who was he? Why is he so terrifying?
They walked out, but Copter stopped. He turned back and kissed Kimmon as if it'd be his last chance to do so.
I couldn't help but smile. My smile quickly washed off when I thought about if they didn't make it back upstairs.
Kimmon and Copter hugged and Copter left Kimmon's arms. Kimmon and I sat on God's bed and tried to not be scared.
"Has God talked to you about him?" Kimmon asked me.
"No, and I'm guessing Copter didn't talk to you either.
I sighed and stared at the two guns that were placed in our hands.
"Bas, I'm scared," he said. He looked the same way he did from when I first met him.
"Me too. Let's just pray for the best." I said.
We waited and waited. We became impatient. We were pacing around the room, not knowing what to do with ourselves.
    Then we heard a gunshot.