kill me, kiss me.

"You know ...," Beomgyu blinked in surprise at the sheer audacity of his target. He didn't respond to the man's voice - people like Choi Yeonjun would fill the silence if given the chance, after all. "I wouldn't mind being killed by you Choi Beomgyu." The kilometers between them didn't matter nor did the garbled static that crackled through the in-ear radio - Beomgyu could see the smile that edged onto Yeonjun's lips, followed by the ghost of a laugh. "But you should remember, darling, if you're going to aim a gun at me ...be sure to pull the trigger.."

(or; Enemies are lovers, especially when love has always been a battlefield -- when it's a spy vs spy situation, you'll find out that there's more than one way to complete an assignment.)