Bullets | Lee Taeyong • Mafia AU •

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"So, do you have a crush on him?" Lucas questioned like an excited puppy, sitting on the edge of his seat and practically quivering.

Y/N rolled her eyes and smiled softly. "Nope." she answered, much to his dismay, but Ten was not buying it. Not even a little.

"Yeah, right. One of Korea's- no, the world's best, who's killed like, a thousand people in cold blood would cry for the first time when she thought someone died." He chortled, causing Lucas's eyes to regain their glint.

"You make me sound like a hardass and a pussy at the same time." She rolled her eyes, her gaze landing on Sicheng, who seemed to be reproachfully observing them all.

As soon as his eyes met hers, he turned away quickly like he had never looked. "What about him is the most attractive to you?" Lucas inquired, his head resting on his hand, his eyes shining with interest.

"I do not find him attractive~" Y/N whined, although with that even she knew she was lying. She may not 'like' him that way, but he was very good looking. Just as Lucas opened his mouth to retort, the door opened to reveal Kun - dressed in a floral apron.

Y/N held onto her mouth, she was sure she cracked a rib from trying so hard not to laugh. While Yukhei and Sicheng seemed immune to this, like her, Ten's eyes had begun to water. "Come down for breakfast," The other male ordered.

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It seemed like an entire stadium had come to the table to eat, the minute you expected members to stop arriving, 3 or 4 more would come in groups. And the noise was unreal, it sounded like a bee buzzing in your ear - except it wasn't just one bee, it was 18 of them. Finally, Taeyong was rolled in on his wheelchair, looking paler than ever before, but still smiling, deep in conversation with Sicheng.

It took a while for Y/N to realise that the chair Ten had set up for her was on the left side of the leader, where Lucas usually sat. Upon catching the widening of her eyes in realisation, Yukhei choked on his orange juice, causing some to dribble from his nose. This earned many laughs from the others' in turn, who treated him like a huge baby.

"Hi, Y/N." Taeyong greeted with his signature smirk. Refusing to look him straight in the eye, she returned the greeting before sliding him the gun she borrowed. With that, breakfast commenced, and for the first time in a while, some silence was restored as members stuffed themselves with food.

"Y/N. Y/N. Stop ignoring me. Look at me." Taeyong demanded, but it didn't sound angry, on the contrary, he sounded like a tantrum throwing child. Giving in, the girl turned to meet his eyes for the first time since she had saved his life, causing them to sparkle. "Do you hate me?"

She laughed out loud, earning the stares of members who had never heard her laugh before. She had either been running, crying, or angry. "Yes, Taeyong, I hate you. That's why I saved your life."

"Oh, crap. Then I can't let you love me, because then you won't save my life." He furthered her sarcastic comment, causing her to kick him. He feigned pain, causing her to roll her eyes.

Why was she enjoying this?

"'Love', huh? You're moving too fast for me." She replied, biting into her toast, but his next comment made her gag on the food as she turned to stare at him in disbelief.

"So if I move slow, love is a possibility?" Taeyong asked innocently, tilting his head curiously like he had done back in the room.

"No, I don't love people."