Requested by jo1ena
(I'm not the best at fight scenes so bear with me. 🙏)
Your POV
We're in Shawn's Lamborghini, just outside the roomy alley where Shawn has his "meeting". I really don't want him to go because the person he's meeting is the most dangerous gang leader in the world.
"Shawn! You're gonna get killed!" I exclaimed.
He wore brass knuckles on his right hand and black leather pants, tank top, vest, glove (on his left hand), and he wore gold chains around his neck.
Shawn chuckles holding my hand, "You doubt me love?"
"No, I just don't want you to get hurt, or worse, killed!" I reply.
"I won't babe. I promise, bit I won't for the other guy," Shawn smirks, kissing my cheek.
I roll my eyes while he tells me to stay in the car. I roll down my window an inch or two so I can hear and I glance outside a few times.
"Listen Mendes, I know you want to be the biggest and baddest around, but you know you have to get through me before you can be that, right?" The guy said.
He was buff, like buff. Even buffer than Shawn is, but Shawn was taller. In my mind, I'm going over the pros and cons of who's gonna win.
"I know and I'm ready," Shawn smirks.
The other guy cracks his knuckles and sneers.
Oh shit...
Shawn's POV
He throws a punch at me and I block it. I duck as he throws a right hook and I swing my leg to his feet, knocking him off balance. Knowing he's down for now, I get on top of him, throwing punches to his face with my right hand.
He pushes me off of him, as he's the strongest/the one with more muscle, and now he's on top. He spits blood on my face and grins at me with bloodied teeth. I grimace in disgust and punch him in the chest with the brass knuckles. He falls over to the ground beside me and I get up, grabbing a knife from the inside of my vest pocket.
"No fair Mendes," he growls lowly in a sneer.
"Hey, if you wanna win, you gotta fight dirty," I reply.
"Good words to live by," the guy says, spitting blood to the ground.
He whistles and one of the other guys there throws him a gun.
"Too bad this has to end here," he points the gun at my chest.
I smirk, "Go ahead. Use your one shot."
"Gladly." And he pulls the trigger.
"SHAWN!" I hear Y/n scream.
The bullet drops to the ground as it hits me.
"You dirty little bastard!" The other gang leader shouts.
"Always come prepared," I say, adjusting the handle of the knife in my hand.
I sprint to the guy and plummet the knife through the top of his skull, into his brain. He drops down to the ground and the two other guys that was in another gang, now belonged to mine.
Your POV
I got out of the car and ran to Shawn, hugging him.
"First rule of a gang leader fight: Always be prepared to fight dirty," Shawn smiles.
I kiss his busted lips.
"And always wear kevlar," I smile.
"That too," he chuckles.
We kiss again and I'm just glad that Shawn's okay and that he fulfilled his goals.
(I AM SO SORRY!!! I am so sorry that this is kinda late, but at least I got it up. I hope y'all liked it and I'm surprised I actually did a decent job on this one. Given the fact I haven't done one like this before. I have a few other requests to do so look out for those! Love y'all!)
