Gᴜɴs ᴀɴᴅ Rᴏsᴇs
"Y/N, I can't do this, really," he mumbles, looking at you pitifully. The rain pelts the ground. "Why not?..." you ask quietly, reaching for his hand with which he holds the umbrella over you. "I'm your bodyguard. I can't be with you. My only job is to protect you." You see in his eyes that it takes so much strength f...