Lookism Gun x Reader: How The Mighty Fall In Love

I Promise Not To Kill You Again

(Just a heads up, if this book gets deleted by Wattpad {cause this book will probably get much more violent cause...well you know, assassins} I will also be publishing this book on Tumblr and probably Archive of our own. I'll keep you posted! Also, I have decided to stop calling myself author and you may now refer to me as Supreme Bun Bun Overlord. Thank you my beautiful Bun Buns 😌💖)

I watched in silence. I might be Sargent Death, but I'm terrified. That's one of the many things that makes me weak.

Instead, I hid my fear with a grin.

"I'm not doing that."

The Chairman stared at me, looking rather bored.

"I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. You're going to do it."

"Why would I? Because you'll hire some men to kidnap me and sell me to a prostitution ring?" I asked with an angry smile.

He chuckled and leaned back, resting his head on his hand.

"No. Because you don't want Gun and Goo to beat you till you agree, do you? You don't have another option."

"There's always another option."

"And if there isn't?"

"Then I make one."

"Grab her." He sighed and looked at his cane. Gun and Goo started for me and I smiled nervously. I ran to the wall and jumped, pulled myself onto some boxes, ran up, kicked off a few walls and broke through a window.

"Get her!" I hit the ground, rolled, jumped to my feet and ran into the trees.

I could hear the two behind me. They were insanely fast. I could practically feel their breaths on the back of my neck. I reached into my pockets, pulled out two dime sized disks and tossed them onto two trees on either side of md. A line of electricity stopped them momentarily, gaving me a few seconds to get away.

"YN! Get back here!" Goo shouted.

"You really think you can get away?" Gun called out.

Of course they would trade me for a pay check. My brother left for money, you best believe he'll beat me for it.

I ran and slid, going into the sewers. The sound of them breaking the manhole reached my ears and filled me with fear. What would they not do for money? I beat them before but I feel like this time is different.

I rounded a corner and the tunnels seemed to go on forever. There was no exit, only darkness. I ran, the water splashing loudly, giving away my position.

Finally, I found an opening. I squeezed through and ran to the edge of a bridge. I looked behind me to see they were right on my tail. I ran and jumped off, pulling my sleeve up and aiming my bracelet at the bottom of the bridge. My grappling hook dug into the cement and I held on for dear life.

Finally, I was safe. I looked down and took a shaky breath. There's water, but we're so high up that I would break my bones. Suddenly two hands wrapped around my neck and I gasped.

I turned and Gun was smiling a sadistic smile.

"I found you."

The wire snapped and we fell. I felt my bones shatter but Gun seemed perfectly fine. He tightened his grip on my neck. I tried to scream but nothing came out. No matter what I did, he held on.

My eyes widened and I gasped, sitting up in shock only to be pulled down and pinned by my shoulders. I looked to see Gun and my panic intensified. I punched him and he grunted.

"Ow, YN!"

"Ah, Gun! I'm sorry!"

"Are you okay?" He asked and I raised an eyebrow.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

"I'm fine. You have weak punches."

"And you have weak shoe game, but I don't say anything about that, do I?" I immediately felt awful. But loafers...I mean, come on man.

"What's wrong with my shoes? I like them." He smirked leaning back.

"Yeah, YOU like them...."

"Then what do you recommend? I can't fight in shoes with laces or I could trip if they come undone."

"I recommend NOT fighting." I nodded and he rolled his eyes.

"What, so I should get Velcro? Crocs?"

"Ewwww, no, never! Just tie the laces correctly! It's that simple!"

I made my way to the kitchen and drank some water. I suddenly remembered Gun killing me and I glared. I opened the fridge, took out two slices of precut cheese and walked over to him.

"What are you-"

The cheese landed on the center of his face and he yelped before yelping again when the other slice hit the side of his face.

"What the hell!?"

"That's because you killed me!" I shouted and began hitting him with a pillow.

"What are you talking about?!" He tried to take the pillow and defend himself to no avail.

"You killed me! You were paid to do it so you choked me underwater till I died, you bitch!"

"In your dream?!"

"Yes in my dream!"

"That was a dream! Why are you attacking me in real life?!"

"Cause you still killed me!"

"Okay, I'm sorry I killed you in your dream!"

"Are you really?!"

"Yes! I'm sorry I choked you underwater till you died, I won't do it again!"

"Good." I stopped hitting him. "Apology accepted."

Gun looked at me as if to say, 'This bitch crazy!'

I guess he's right, I am a bit crazy.