Mafia Boss (JonghoXReader) [COMPLETED]

Chapter 12

That night I looked out my bedroom window and saw Jongho and the people who protected us in my living room in the park across the road from my house. I was shocked when I saw Jihoon from my restaurant but now I kinda just realized that anyone in my life could have this secret, I don't feel any different about Jihoon. I still think he's a great and funny guy but why am I so conflicted about Jongho?

I saw people sat in cars in the front my house and people go around and I knew Jongho wanted them to make sure I was safe, my stomach gained butterflies at his kindness.

I watched as he looked at my house one last time before he got into a car with three of his friends and I just felt a little piece of me hurt. Not physically as in my leg or my arm but emotionally as my trust and love began to wither.

That night was around one and a half weeks ago and I was desperately trying to give in and call Jongho up but that mental block in my mind wouldn't let me.

Every night has been a sleepless night.

I miss Jongho so much but can't help but feel hurt he kept it from me but then again I understand because one, who isn't cared of a mafia boss and two, look how I reacted. But also people broke into my house to harm him probably so..... anyways.

It was Thursday and I was just laying in bed, I was just so exhausted but couldn't sleep because of Jongho, but when I did sleep I woke back up from a dream about Jongho only minutes later. Jongho was in all my dreams.

He was my dream, dream best friend, dream boyfriend, dream husband.......

That's when I grabbed my phone and called one of his friends named Mingi. I muttered incoherent words to myself as I clutched my blanket and sat up, my feet tapped the blankets they laid under.

"Hello? Y/N?" Mingi spoke and I exhaled deeply, relieved he answered.

"I made a mistake. Where's Jongho?" I asked and I could almost sense his smile.

"243 Cherry Blossom Avenue." He spoke and I mentally wrote it down and thanked him before hanging up and changing quickly into something better than pyjamas for my apology to Jongho.

I realized that I saw a future with him the genuinely made me happy and yearn for it. And in that future I didn't care about his job all I cared about was that I was with him and he was with me. I loved Jongho.

I didn't bother going with my car because the address Mingi gave me was only a few blocks from my house. I had my phone in hand and speed-walked the entire way as I just felt the urge to get to him fast.

I got to the address and was confused, seeing it was an abandoned warehouse. I thought maybe Jongho was done with me and got over me and that made me upset but I also just thought of him already having another girl which made me tear up.

I also thought that Mingi gave me the wrong address under Jongho or another members command. So I called him up.

"Hello again Y/N."

"The address you gave me is-"

"An abandoned warehouse I know, no ones bothered to lease nor fix it so that's why it's home to an underground boxing ring and Jongho should be using the gym there." He explained.

"Oh okay thanks Mingi."

"No problem."

I hesitatingly opened the unlocked doors and looked around, confused to where he would be as the open space was a concrete square. That was until I saw a staircase where I felt like I was supposed to go to. I walked down quietly with my white airforce ones until I heard the grunts that must belong to Jongho and the sound of a punching bag being abused. I walked all the way down this hallway with horrible lighting and looked into a much bigger room that looked to be where these underground boxing matches would take place.

I turned to my left and looked into another room and saw that's where Jongho was. I walked in and of course saw him punching the poor sand filled bag hanging by a chain from the roof.

A layer of sweat covered his bare back as his shirt was no where to be seen. Classic black gym shorts with his usual black Nike's. Hair dampened by sweat and black fingerless gloves were the only thing protecting his knuckles.

I clearly my throat loudly, not knowing how else to gain his attention, and he turned to see me. He stood still and looked at me rather confused but I took a deep breath and began walking towards him.

"Y/N what are you do-" I wouldn't let him finish his sentence because I cupped his jaw and just smashed his lips on mine.

He immediately responded.

He grabbed my waist and held my body up against him as our lips locked together in the best way possible. We pulled away and he was smirking.

"I'm sorry."