jaehyunsprincesspeach

[jaehyunsprincesspeach]

Bullet to the Heart

Chapter 9

wc: 1.87k

warnings: fluffy fluff

She's leaving behind her past, escaping the trap of perfection that she's been stuck in. Moving from Busan to Seoul, the possibilities are endless... though the universe has different plans for her... plans that she never in her wildest dreams would have imagined...

chapter 8 ~~~ chapter 10

“I'm glad I stayed… because it led me to you…”

Her eyes widen at his words… Because it led me to you… the words sound so simple, but she can tell by the look in his eyes, they hold a much deeper meaning that she's aware of… Could it really be that… he has feelings for her?

“W-What?’

“I mean it… I'm glad I stayed… If I didn't, who knows if I would have had the opportunity to meet you…”

His words hang heavy in the air… He really doesn't expect much of a response from her, considering they really don't know much about each other, but that still does little to calm the nerves he feels at his confession… To him, she's the most beautiful person he's ever seen. The way her eyes sparkle, the way her hair falls perfectly over her shoulders, the way her eyebrows furrow when she's confused or frustrated, even the way her eyes grow wide when she's surprised… a look he's growing used to considering how he seems to continuously throw new details and information at her… all of it has captured his heart… All of it has made him want to know her more, made him slowly become more and more selfish, wanting to keep her all to himself, but he's not sorry… not in the slightest… he waits patiently for her answer, seeing the all too familiar look of her brain processing his words. Finally, she gathers herself enough to at least say something

”B-but… why? Why me?”

“Because… I know I don't know you all that well yet, but I also know that there are so many things that I like about you already… You're kind, you’re smart, independent and stubborn… Your eyes light up when you talk about something you enjoy, you twiddle with your bracelet when you’re nervous, and you bite your lip when you’re thinking a little too hard… There's so many things about you that have completely captivated me… and I know that’s not all there is to you, but I want to learn… I want to learn everything about you… I want to learn all of your likes, your dislikes, everything that makes you happy, even the things that make you cry… I want to know about your past, and the dreams you have, where you want to be in the future… everything…”

As he pours his heart out to her, she sits there, wide-eyed and shocked… It’s only been days since they’ve met in person… days since she’s known him… yet this pull… this undeniable pull she feels towards him drives her insane… She already let him in… already let him help her… already moved in with him… sort of… she thought all of this was temporary… but now, now she’s not so sure… now she’s thinking… maybe there could be more to this… Her mind is moving a thousand miles a minute as she listens to this man she barely knows pour his heart out to her. She knows she needs to take things slow, but damn, her heart is beating faster than ever as she listens to him.

“I know we hardly know each other… I know I keep dropping these bombs on you, like being a mafia boss, I know all of this is absolutely insane… believe me, I feel crazy sitting here pouring my heart out to someone I've just met… But I can't help it… I can't help the way I feel about you… I know it's crazy, and I don't want you to feel pressured into anything, so please, don't think I'm saying any of this just to take advantage of your kindness, I just… I need to tell you…”

He watches every little reaction she has… He knows he's probably completely overwhelmed her with saying all of this, he knows he sounds absolutely insane, he knows all of this… But he doesn't care… Johnny has always been one who isn’t afraid to take a risk, and to him, this may have been the biggest risk he's ever taken… but regardless of what she says, to him it's worth it. 

Y/n sits there in awe… nobody has ever confessed so deeply to her… She's overwhelmed, but in a good way… she thinks… her brain is in overdrive right now, analyzing every word he says to her… she knows she's keeping him waiting, she can see it written all over his face as he stares at her, waiting for something… anything… Another moment passes as she thinks to herself, till finally, she lets out a breath, having made a decision that she knows will change her life completely.

“W-we have to take things slow… I don't want to rush into anything…”

A small smile emerges on Johnny's lips as he looks at her

“Okay, slow… well take things slow… I promise, I won't pressure you into anything… well go at your own pace…”

She nods softly, thinking to herself again as her eyes drift to the side, but she's already committed… she's already spoken her words, there's no going back now… all she can hope is that he will respect her wishes… She hears him take a deep breath before speaking again

“Tell you what… Why don't we go on a date tonight? I'll take you somewhere nice, we can talk, we can get to know each other more, all of that… I know you're technically living with me right now, but I promise I'll be respectful, and I won't do anything to make you uncomfortable… Do… Do you want to go on a date with me?”

For some reason his words make her heart flutter… The idea of going on a date with him is… appealing, to say the least… She would be lying if she said anything different. So instead, she gives him a soft smile…

“A date… sounds nice…”

A wide, almost boyish grin, spreads across his lips, his eyes sparkling with happiness

“Great… a date… okay, well then let me get finished up here, I have a few more things to take care of… and I believe I also told you I would take you shopping today, and then we can go back home and get ready… Is… is that okay?”

She gives him a simple nod, agreeing to his plan, as she watches him stand from the couch, moving back to his desk and clearly getting back to work so that he can take her out… 

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Their evening is spent in luxury… when they went shopping, he refused to buy anything that was not name brand, only taking her to the nicest stores, and buying basically anything that she looked at… She felt… guilty… she knows he can afford these things, but why is he spending this much money on her? Yeah, he just confessed his totally irrational feelings for her, considering they've only known each other for a few days, but she almost feels like it's too much… even though to him, it's not even a scratch in his bank account… As she sits in the guest room of his mansion, getting ready for their date, all he told her was to wear one of the fancy dresses he had bought for her… he didn't tell her where they were going, but she can only guess it'll be somewhere lavish… as she starts to get ready for the night, she feels a fluttering in her stomach… has he already gotten into my mind so much? She thinks to herself continuously as she does her hair and makeup, slipping into the sleek black satin dress. The material frames her figure perfectly, and even she can't deny that she looks good… as the time of the date arrives, she looks at herself in the mirror, making sure she likes how she looks… and then she sees it again… her fake wedding ring… thats right… were married… sort of… she looks at the ring on her hand, and another fluttering sensation fills her… as much as she tries to deny it, she cant help but think that being married to him might not be such a bad thing… but its too soon… too soon for her to think about that becoming a true reality… she pushes the thoughts aside and slips on her high heels, grabbing the small clutch purse and walking out of her room… When she gets to the main entrance of the mansion, she sees him standing there in an all black suit. Her eyes widened at the sight, just like they did this morning… Damn he looks good… she walks down the staircase, her heels clicking against the marble floor, grabbing his attention. When he turns to look at her, his heart stutters in his chest and his breath catches in his throat… Damn she looks good… he's completely speechless at the sight of her, and it's almost as if time stops around the two of them. Finally, Johnny speaks up

“Y-you look incredible…”

A small blush dusts her cheeks as she bashfully looks away

“Y-you look good too…”

He smiles as he takes her hand, bringing it to his lips and gently placing a kiss to her knuckles. The action makes her blush even more, and makes his own smile widen, before he starts leading her to the car. Their night together is easily the best date y/n has ever been on. She laughs and smiles, and enjoys her time with Johnny, almost as if they've known each other their entire lives… As if they are a normal couple… He takes her to a fancy dinner, sipping some wine and enjoying their time together, enjoying the extravagant food that is served. After, they stroll through the park, hand in hand, chatting about nothing and everything. As they walk, she rests her head on his shoulder, he drapes his jacket over her shoulders, everything is just… perfect… everything just feels right… that night, she lays in her bed in the guest bedroom of his house… He even dropped her off at the guest bedroom door as if he was dropping her off at her own apartment… He didn't try to overstep, he didn't try to go into the room with her, he simply dropped her off, leaving her with a soft kiss on her cheek, before making his way to his own room for the night. She looks up at the ceiling of the guest bedroom, unable to get rid of the cheeky smile that's been plastered on her lips the entire night… and Johnny isn't any better… He lays in his own room, his back against the pillows as he leans against the headboard of his bed, his hand behind his head, and a goofy smile on his lips as he thinks about y/n, and the amazing night they just shared… To him, there was nothing more perfect than spending time with her… even if their conversations were pointless or lacking in context, he can't remember the last time he was as happy as he is right now, knowing that this woman has captured his heart completely, and he doesn't even bother denying it… he doesn't want to deny it… he's never felt so… free…

[jaehyunsprincesspeach]

Bullet to the Heart

Chapter 8

wc: 2.11k

warnings: ANGST, mentions of father trying to sell y/n, mentions of violence (gunshots, screams, trauma), slight anxiety

She's leaving behind her past, escaping the trap of perfection that she's been stuck in. Moving from Busan to Seoul, the possibilities are endless... though the universe has different plans for her... plans that she never in her wildest dreams would have imagined...

chapter 7 ~~~ chapter 9

He paces outside of his office for a few minutes, thinking to himself… How am I gonna tell her? How can I? What is she gonna say? What if she tries to leave? His thoughts spiral as he paces the hall in front of his office door… Selfishly, he doesn't want her to leave… but after telling her the truth… his truth… he wouldn’t blame her if she did… who would want to stay with a man like him? A man who is physically and emotionally scarred? A man who lives in a world of darkness, of pain… A world where a light like her is rare, and often caught in the middle of the darkness that surrounds him… who would want that? Finally, he walks back into the office to see that she had gotten up from the couch… He knows she’s been suspicious of his work, so he doesn't doubt that she's been snooping around while he was gone, but now that he knows why her father had set up the arranged marriage, he can’t keep that from her… she doesn't deserve that… He lets out a soft sigh before speaking

”Are you looking for something?”

She turns quickly from the photo she was looking at on the wall

”N-no… just looking… Who are all of these people?”

”Sit down… I'll explain…”

Her eyes widened at his words… Explain? Explain what exactly? The people in that picture? His job? something else? she sits quietly on the couch again, her mind now running with possibilities as to what he could possibly need to explain so suddenly… but she’s hoping it's all of the things she might be thinking… she wants to know what his job is… she wants to know why he's so secretive of it, why he won't talk about it… but she gives him the chance to speak before she starts bombarding him with questions… He takes a moment to gather his thoughts before speaking, finally breaking the silence…

”I discovered why your father set up the arranged marriage…”

Her eyes widened at his words… of all of the possible things she thought he might explain, this was not one of them… still, she doesn’t interrupt, letting him continue…

”Turns out, your father got wrapped up in some gang activity… couldn't pay the debts he owed, so instead, he agreed to use you to pay off the money…”

He sees her eyes widen even further, as if that were possible… It hurts his heart, because in her widened eyes, he can see the hurt… the betrayal she’s feeling right now, and he's thinking the same thing… How could her father possibly sell her off like that? like she’s an object? like she's nothing… it makes his blood boil… he knows that he doesn't know much about her yet, but he knows she's not the kind of girl that would deserve something like this…. she's the kind of girl that deserves to be treated with respect… care… love… it pains his heart that her own father would do something like this to her… and he's determined to do everything in his power to make sure she gets the life that she deserves… after a few silent moments she speaks up

”H-How do you know this?”

”Because… My job allows me to know these things… these gang activities and people involved with it…”

He hesitates for a moment, knowing now is the time… the time to finally tell her what she's been wondering the entire time she's known him…

”I’m a mafia boss… that’s my job…”

A mafia boss… the words hang heavy in the air for a long few moments, the silence so quiet you could hear a pin drop, the tension so thick it almost feels hard to breathe… She doesnt know what to think… in one aspect, shes happy to finally know the truth, but on the other hand, she can’t deny that shes scared… scared that she inadvertently got herself wrapped up with a mafia boss… scared that shes gotten herself in over her head, living with a mafia boss, accepting help from a mafia boss, even associating with a mafia boss… she knows what this means… it means shes made herself a target… other gangs could see her and go after her for reasons she may not know, or even for simply having a connection to Johnny… her skin grows pale the more she thinks… and thinks and thinks and thinks… Johnny can see the fear in her eyes, in the riged posture shes sitting with, in the way her breath catches in her throat, and he instantly feels the need to comfort her… a feeling that is foreign to him… He moves slowly, sitting with her on the couch, yet still leaving room between them… he doesn’t want to frighten her more than he already has…

”Hey… I know it's scary… I know it's not what you expected… but i’m not gonna let anything happen to you… nothing is gonna happen to you. I promise, okay?”

She stays silent… she doesn't know what to say… What could she possibly say? feeling completely overwhelmed, she keeps her head down, till he slowly reaches out, gently cupping her chin as he lifts her eyes to his, cautiously forcing her to look at him.

”I know it's a lot… and I should have told you from the start… I just… I wanted to help you… helping people, it's a foreign concept to me… I don't know how to help people… but when I saw you for the first time, sitting in the cafe when my gang and I walked in… i don't exactly know what it was, i just… I couldn't stand the thought of you getting hurt… even just thinking of a scratch on your perfect skin makes me want to rip someone apart… I can’t explain it… But I've asked you to trust me before, and now I'm asking again… I know that I’m no good at helping people, but I want to try. please… please just keep trusting me… just for a little while longer… when all of this is over if you want to leave then I won't stop you… but for now… please trust me…”

She doesn't know what to do… he just dropped a bomb like that on her and is asking her to trust him again? How can she? How can she trust when he says she won't get hurt? That he won't let anything happen to her? That when it's all over with, he’ll just let her walk away? She wants to trust him, but what happens if he turns his back on her? What happens if he's the one to walk away instead of her? But does she have a choice? She's already been seen with him by God knows how many people… and if any of those people were from a different gang, wouldn't that put her in danger? If she chooses to leave now, how would anyone know she's no longer associated with him? If she chooses to stay, who's to say nobody will go after her? She's been placed in uncharted territory, the mafia world being one she never imagined she would be involved with… but is there really a choice at all? She's already involved… and even if she leaves Johnny, that means her father will drag her into this world whether she likes it or not… finally, after what feels like hours of silence, she speaks again

“W-why didn't you tell me this before?”

Johnny lets out a deep sigh, running a hand through his hair.

“I was being selfish… I didn't want to scare you away… I thought that if I kept it hidden, I wouldn't have to talk about it… I thought I could keep you safe, and keep you out of this world at the same time… but now that this world is the reason your father is trying to marry you off, I can't exactly keep any of it a secret… I know I should have told you, I just… I guess I wanted something to feel… normal…”

Her heart hurts at his words… she can see the struggle in his eyes, the inner turmoil he's feeling… She can see that in a world of uncertainty and chaos, he just wanted something that felt normal, even if nothing about the situation was normal at all… can she really fault him for that?

“I want to know more…”

Now, it's his turn to be surprised… She wants to know more? Why the hell would she want to know more? He hesitates for a moment before letting out a resigned sigh…

“What do you want to know? I won't hold anything back, I promise…”

“Was it your choice? Being in the mafia?”

He thinks back to his past… the memories and the trauma he's never been able to escape are still fresh in his mind, even after all these years… the gunshots… the screams… the running… all of it coming back to him, like it does every night when he tries to sleep… another sigh escapes him, knowing he has to tell her the truth… the whole truth…

“Yes and no… I've always had a troubled life… grew up on the wrong side of the tracks… My father was an alcoholic and my mother was just… always broken… she loved my father but she always wanted more from life, and well… he just wanted more booze… He left when I was little, I can't even remember how old I was, I just know I was young… After that, my mother was never the same… she had always been broken but after that, it was completely different… she had a revolving door of boyfriends… felt like someone new every week honestly… I had been getting into fights at that point, petty theft, really anything just to help get food on the table, dropped out of school to work just to provide for myself… I always tried to talk to my mom about the people she was bringing over… told her once that one day she would bring someone home who would hurt her worse than anyone else… she always tried to reassure me that she would be fine, that she wouldnt let anyone hurt me, and she did a good job… and then that one day came… she brought home another man, one who clearly had a lot of money, but she made him upset… he umm… he killed her… she died protecting me… told me to run, so I did… i just… ran… as fast and as far as I could… by the time I stopped I had no idea where I was, but some guy helped me… gave me a roof over my head and some food… then he told me he was in the mafia… at the time it seemed better than any other option so, I stayed… moved up in rank, eventually became the boss myself… its not the life I would have chosen, but at this point, its all I know…”

She listens to his story… the darkness and trauma he's sharing with her, and it shatters her heart… no wonder he wants something in his life to be normal… no wonder he didn't tell her… how could anyone react to that? She listens intently, hanging on to every word he speaks, trying to keep an open mind, given his back story… she may not understand the world he lives in, but at least she knows now how he got there… why he is where he is… it was his choice, but at the time, it may have been his only choice, might have been his safest choice…

“If it's not the life you would have chosen, then why did you stay?”

“By the time I realized that, it was too late… I was already in too deep… the mafia isn't exactly something you can just… leave whenever you want to… especially if you know too much already, so I stayed… and honestly, I'm glad I did…”

She grows confused… I'm glad I did… If he wouldn't have chosen this life then…

“Why are you glad you stayed?”

He hesitates… honestly he was hoping she didn't catch onto that part, but he cant take it back now… he's already dropped one bomb on her today, is it a good idea to drop another? What the hell, i'm already in this deep… He gathers his courage, speaking the words hes been wanting to say since the day he met her…

“Im glad I stayed… because it led me to you…”

[jaehyunsprincesspeach]

Bullet to the Heart

Chapter 7

wc: 1.8k

warnings: overthinking, parental betrayal (sort of i guess??)

She's leaving behind her past, escaping the trap of perfection that she's been stuck in. Moving from Busan to Seoul, the possibilities are endless... though the universe has different plans for her... plans that she never in her wildest dreams would have imagined...

chapter 6 ~~~ chapter 8

As she wakes up in the morning, she decides she can't wait for the supposed right time to find out what he really does for a living. The fact that he said what he does is dangerous, sets off alarms in her mind. She wants to know for her own safety… so that she can understand what is happening if something were to happen… She wants to be prepared, and if he wont tell her then she'll find out on her own. She quietly climbs out of bed, getting herself ready, as much as she can with her limited resources, and makes her way downstairs as she tries to find the kitchen. She listens for the sound of cooking, guiding her to where she needs to go, but when she gets there she sees Johnny already awake…

“Good morning Johnny…”

“Good morning y/n, did you sleep well?”

She nods softly as she pours a cup of coffee, turning to see the cook already preparing breakfast. She looks around the luxurious kitchen, seeing nothing out of the ordinary, though Johnny notices her glances around the room

“What are you looking for?”

She pauses, her eyes turning to him

“Nothing, I've just never seen a kitchen this… nice…”

Johnny gives her a slow nod, almost as if he's suspicious of her, but pushes the thought aside as he looks around too

“It’s quite nice isn't it?”

She nods again, looking around for any clues as to what he could possibly do for a living, but fails to find anything that would help her. She continues looking around until he speaks again

“I have to go into the office today, you're coming with me”

It takes everything in her to hold back a gulp of nervousness. The tone of his voice is soft, but the look in his eyes leaves no room for argument. Not wanting to seem suspicious, she agrees to go with him, hoping she will get an idea of what he does at the office… perfect, he cant hide anything if he takes me to his work with him… right? As she gets herself ready to leave with him, her mind thinks through as many scenarios as she can… What if he just works a simple office job? What if he's a lawyer? Lawyers make a lot of money right? That would make sense…. She's pulled out of her thoughts by a knock at the door of the guest bedroom she is staying in. When she opens the door she sees him in a suit… suddenly her mouth feels dry, seeing him dressed so nicely… like a lawyer right?... 

“Are you ready to go? I only have a couple things to take care of, then we can go get whatever you might need while you're here with me…”

All she can do is give him a soft nod. He turns to walk out to the car that is waiting for them at the front of the estate, but when he turns a small smirk traces his lips, knowing he’s caught her attention with his attire. He can't help but feel flattered at her shocked state, seeing him in a suit. He leads her to his car, opening the passenger door for her and escorting her into the car, before walking to the driver's side of the car and getting in, turning the key as the engine roars to life. She sits quietly in the passenger seat, trying not to be distracted… She's supposed to be finding out what he's hiding from her, not growing increasingly attracted to him… Whoever made that suit is praying for my downfall, how the hell does someone look so good in a simple suit?! She quietly thinks to herself as he drives down the road before he speaks, breaking the silence in the car. 

“You're awfully quiet this morning… Something on your mind?”

“N-no… just… not fully awake yet…”

Her lie doesn't even sound believable to her… how could she not be awake after seeing him in his suit? All she's trying to do now is keep her cover until she can find out what he does for a living… but he's catching on rather quickly…

“Not awake huh? Is that it?”

“Yeah… yeah, that's it…”

“You know… you're terrible at lying…”

She blushes softly in embarrassment at being called out on her lie

“No I'm not.”

“Yes you are…”

She lets out a huff of frustration. In all honesty, she can be a great liar when she wants to be… but seeing his attire today is making her mind fuzzy, distracting her from everything she's trying to accomplish… He doesn't press her any further, only enough for her to understand that he's aware that she is up to something… that he wants her to know he is suspicious of her and her behavior at the moment… which is something she couldn't miss even if she wanted to. She keeps her eyes outside of the window as they drive down the road, laying her head back against the seat, making it seem as if she is still tired… hoping it'll alleviate some of the suspicion he has towards her… She can feel how his eyes drift to her every now and then as they drive down the road, but his suspicion stands, as well as her effort to seem nonchalant. 

When they arrive at his office, she follows him inside… Everything seems rather ordinary, giving her a pang of disappointment… she was hoping she would find something that would give her an idea of what he does… but to her it seems as if he works a typical office job… She follows him into his office, sitting quietly on the couch in the room as he sits behind the desk… both of them staying rather quiet as the tension grows. He knows she's up to something, and she knows he's onto her… but she does a rather good job of seeming innocent…

“So… why did I have to come with you today?”

“Well, if your father tries to track you down and force you to marry some stranger, I can't help you if I'm not around, right?”

She thinks about his words for a moment, unable to deny the truth in them as she nods softly, before she speaks up again

“Why are you doing this?”

“Doing what?”“Helping me…?”

Johnny thinks to himself for a moment… he cant deny the fact that he feels attracted to her… that's what led him to protecting her in the alleyway… and why he warned her to leave the cafe the first time he saw her… but he's not ready to admit that just yet… he's not ready to admit even to himself that his feelings for her seem to grow at a rate he's never felt before…

“I just think you deserve better than an arranged marriage you didn't ask for… If that means lying and saying I'm your husband for the time being then so be it.”

A mix of emotions crosses her expression… she's thankful that he is so willing to help her, thankful that he thinks she deserves better… but her own heart is also growing with affection for the man with the scar… never did she think she would be this close to him, sitting in his office like she is now… but she can't say that… What if he doesn't feel the same way? What if he's just being nice? Her mind reels with thoughts over and over of different possibilities… Could he possibly like me? No. no way… why would he? He's rich… whatever it is he does… Why would he like me? She sits quietly as he works at his desk, trapped in her thoughts. She's pulled back to reality when a knock sounds at the office door, and Johnny's deep voice acknowledges the presence, letting them enter the room. In walks three of Johnny’s employees… or at least that who she thinks it is…

Yuta, Jaehyun, and Taeyong come walking into the room. She sits quietly off to the side on the couch, immediately intimidated by their presence, wondering if they'll even notice her sitting there. Before any of the men can speak, Johnny stops them.

“Whatever it is, save it for the meeting.”

The three men look at each other before Jaehyun notices y/n sitting on the couch, a look of realization hitting his eyes as he speaks softly

“Sorry boss, it's rather important.”

Johnny lets out a deep sigh as he stands from his desk

“Y/n, please stay here, I'll be back in a moment.”

She nods softly at his orders, noticing that he seems irritated, thinking it would be better to listen than to try anything dumb. She sits quietly as she watches Johnny and the three other men walk out of the room. When Johnny, Yuta, Jaehyun and Taeyong are in a private room, Johnny speaks up again

“What is it?”

The three look at each other before Taeyong speaks up

“It's our rivals… they are starting to make moves…”

Yuta speaks up as well

“That girl you're helping… the one you requested the fake marriage documents for…”

Johnny cuts him off, growing defensive that Yuta had brought y/n into the conversation. 

“Leave her out of it. She doesn't need to know about any of this.”

Yuta speaks up again, almost reluctantly

“Her father got himself involved with the gang… Owed them some money that he didn't have… He traded his daughter for his debts…”

The words that Johnny hears makes his blood boil… Traded his daughter for his debts? What kind of parent would ever do that to their child?! His desire and determination to keep her safe grows even stronger than it already was… He takes a deep breath before speaking again.

“So you're telling me that I have to tell her about all of this?”

The three men look between each other before Jaehyun speaks up

“We think it would be best… it's her dad, she deserves to know…”

Johnny lets out another huff before nodding softly in reluctant agreement… He knows she deserves to know why her father set up an arranged marriage in the first place… she deserves to know the truth… but how is he supposed to tell her? Especially after openly admitting that there would be things about his job that he wouldn't tell her about unless absolutely necessary? How can he tell her this without her discovering the truth of his living? The truth of the dark world that he lives in? He lets out a deep sigh before walking out of the room, slowly making his way back to his office where she waits, thinking to himself... How am I gonna tell her?

[jaehyunsprincesspeach]

so when i’m done with Bullet to the Heart, this blog will become inactive, and i will be writing on a new blog ( @czenniekimi ) !! i’ll keep this blog for those who want to read the works i have on here, but after this series, all of my writing will be on the new blog !! follow the new blog for more writing :)

[jaehyunsprincesspeach]

Bullet to the Heart

Chapter 6

wc: 2.18k

warnings: none

She's leaving behind her past, escaping the trap of perfection that she's been stuck in. Moving from Busan to Seoul, the possibilities are endless... though the universe has different plans for her... plans that she never in her wildest dreams would have imagined...

chapter 5 ~~ chapter 7

She looks around, taking in the large mansion around her. She's from a family of wealth, but this is something completely different… This is something she never even thought could be possible… Her thoughts are broken as he speaks

“Welcome home…”

She looks around her again, almost too intimidated to speak, but finally she finds her voice.

“What kind of job pays for a house like this?”

“Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to… Just know that money is not a concern of mine…”

She holds back a groan of frustration… It’s driving her crazy that he refuses to tell her what he does for a living, especially after seeing where he lives… But again, she holds back her questions, for now… She follows him around the large estate, only half listening as he shows her where her room will be, where the kitchen is, the living room, and a few other rooms that she might frequent while she's there… She observes him as they walk. She can tell he's rather guarded about certain areas of the house, and that it’s a place he doesn't usually let people see… but before she can speak, he leads her back to the room she’ll call her own for the time being.

“I've got some work to finish. The maids come in in the mornings to clean the bed sheets and restock supplies, so don't freak out if there's a stranger in your room when you wake up… The cooks make all of the food and if there's anything you need, the butler will be ready when you call. Is there anything else?”

She hesitates… is there anything else? Of course there is! How is this place even real?! The questions she wants to ask roll through her mind, but only one comes out

“Y-You're… Leaving?”

“I'll be in my office, though I’d prefer if you didnt interrupt me while I'm working.”

His voice leaves no room for discussion. She nods softly, understanding that his work must be important to him… that or it will expose something that she would rather not know just yet… As he leaves her in her new bedroom, she sits quietly on the bed, looking around. Even the guest bedroom is luxurious, the decor is simple yet elegant, like a soft white glow illuminating her, but it doesn't soothe the feeling of loneliness that is growing. She had hoped he would stay with her, especially after bringing her to a place like this. She feels completely overwhelmed, out of her element, even though luxury is something she's known almost her entire life, and the fact that he's so reluctant to talk about his job gives her an uneasy feeling, wondering what could be so bad that he refuses to talk about it…

As she sits quietly in the room, she moves to the window, sitting on the small day bed that sits underneath the window, looking out over the vast garden and backyard. She thinks about Johnny… How he was the one who had subtly warned her about leaving the coffee shop… How he was at the same bar she was, practically staring her down… How he had helped her from the stranger that pulled her into the alleyway… And how he had instantly offered to help her get out of the arranged marriage that was thrown onto her without warning… She can't help but wonder why he's doing all of this. Is it for his own benefit? Is it because he's just a nice person? She doesn't know. As grateful as she is for the help, she can't shake the feeling that there is more going on in his mind than some simple desire to help someone. But she can't bring herself to ask about it just yet… She hears a knock on the door, and watches as a maid enters the room 

“Hello miss, I've come to let you know that dinner will be ready soon.”

Y/n nods softly in acknowledgement, but she doesn't speak. She's never been great around strangers, and her already overwhelmed state does little to support that. As she makes her way to the dining room, she's greeted with the smell of fresh cooked food, and she finally realizes just how hungry she is… She sits quietly at the table, looking around for a moment, before speaking to one of the maids in the room.

“Excuse me, where's Johnny?”

“Mr. Suh is working at the moment, he will be eating in his office tonight, dearie…”

Y/n gives a small nod, a flash of disappointment in her eyes as she looks at the plate in front of her. The maid speaks softly again

“Don't worry dearie, he does this often. It's nothing personal, he's just a busy man…”

Y/n nods again, but stays quiet… As much as she doesnt want to, she can't help but think about what he could possibly be working on that keeps him in his office all night… She eats her meal quietly, sitting alone at the large dining room table, the maids and cooks all doing their work, and again a wave of loneliness hits her… She starts wondering if letting Johnny help her is worth it… Is it worth the constant confusion? The constant questions that he refuses to answer? The growing sense of loneliness? No, stop that… he's just being nice… it's not like you have to stay here anyways… it's temporary… She reminds herself over and over that this is a temporary arrangement, that it won't last, that it's okay to feel lonely since it's not forever… but the growing unease doesn't help her situation either. She feels like she's walking on eggshells, even though Johnny isn’t around… she feels the glances from the staff in the house, knowing they are wondering who she is? Looking at her as if they are silently assessing whether or not she will be a threat… All of it sends off warning lights in her head, but she keeps her composure, eating her meal, and making her way back to her room when she is finished. She paces around the luxurious guest room, her mind going through a whirlwind of thoughts. The endless possibilities, growing more and more stressful in her mind, but she cant stop… she cant stop her thoughts from taking over her mind… So much so that she doesn't even notice Johnny leaning against the doorframe, watching as she paces the room…

He had knocked on the door five minutes ago, hearing her pacing through the floor, though he's not entirely irritated with it… He thinks it's kind of cute how she has yet to notice him standing at the door… He watches for another moment or two before clearing his throat…

“Y/n?”

His voice pierces through her thoughts, bringing her back to reality as she lets out a yelp of surprise… She pauses as she looks at him…

“H-how long have you been there?”

“Bout ten minutes now…”

He looks down at his watch as he speaks, giving her a small smirk

“Why are you pacing?”

Y/n feels her ears heat up as he asks her the question

“I'm just stressed… Can you blame me?”

“Well what's stressing you out?”

Johnny sits on the bed as he questions her

“Well, I'm running away from an arranged marriage that I wasn't even aware of. I'm now living with a stranger, who I just happened to see, what… three times before this? You brought me to this massive house with massive rooms and massive… everything… and you keep avoiding any questions I ask and it's really frustrating and it's stressing me out.”

She takes a deep breath as she finishes her rant, finally looking up to see him wide eyed with surprise at her little outburst… as well as the speed that she talked with…

“I suppose those are good reasons to be stressed…”

He feels almost… guilty… he knows this whole situation must be a lot for her, clearly it is from what he's seeing now… But he convinces himself that there are things she is better off not knowing… Things that would keep her safe if she didn't know about it… But how long can he keep his secrets? How long can he keep her in the dark before she ends up taking matters into her own hands? He knows he needs to make a decision, but for now, he tries to reassure as best he can. 

“Listen, y/n… I'm sure all of this is stressful for you… Maybe even a little frightening. I'm not going to ask if you trust me, and I don't expect you to… We met only recently… I'm not dumb enough to think that you would trust me so quickly… I just want you to understand that I’m taking care of you… I'm going to take care of you… And I'll find different ways to prove that I can be trusted… But for now, I'm asking that you trust me enough to understand that I just want you to be safe…”

She lets out a frustrated huff… not that his response frustrates him, rather the situation… she feels completely out of her element… as if she doesn't belong but she cant leave…

“Why wont you tell me about your job?”

She crosses her arms over her chest, her stance defensive and expectant… she wants an answer… one that is acceptable by her standards. Johnny sees her… He knows she wants to know, but he wants to keep her safe… He lets out a soft sigh before responding in a softer tone than he anticipated…

“I don't want to tell you about it because it's not your average conventional job. It's much deeper and darker than I think you need to know… I will tell you though, it's dark and dangerous, and if you ask too many questions, you'll get yourself more involved than you should be.”

His words send a small shiver down her spine… Darker? Deeper? Dangerous? She had a feeling his job was rather unconventional, but the way he describes it almost frightens her… Yet, at the same time, she feels a sense of safety, knowing that he understands danger, and seemingly knows how to handle it… but she still wants answers… she wants to know what he does that is so dangerous… she wants to know if she's being put in danger too… she wants to know everything, yet she's stopped by his words… if you ask too many questions, you'll get yourself more involved than you should be… she falls silent, not knowing exactly what to think at the moment. She's snapped back to reality when Johnny lets out another soft sigh

“Look… I know you're curious… I know you want to know… and if I think it's necessary for your safety for you to know, then I will tell you… But right now, the less you know is probably better. I'll be honest, there may be times where I have to ask things you wont understand. But it's for your safety, and I need you to listen without asking questions. I'll explain later, but I need cooperation… just until I get a few things figured out.”

She hesitates for a moment, thinking about his words, but unless she wants to risk her parents finding her and marrying her off to some stranger, she doesn't have much of an option outside of cooperation. She gives him a small nod. A small agreement that she will be open minded, that she will listen when needed, and she'll learn to trust and understand that he is trying to keep her safe. He lets out a small sign of relief at her compliance, though he knows it's reluctant. He stands from her bed, making his way back to the door before speaking one last time…

“Get some rest, I can tell you're exhausted…”

He gives her a small smile before closing the door behind him. When she's again left alone in the guest room, she slowly gets herself ready for bed, changing her clothes and washing her face before climbing into the soft, clean sheets. She practically sinks into the bed, but the comfort does little to soothe the thoughts in her mind. She lies there, thinking about the conversation she just had with Johnny… his words running through her mind as she tries to sleep… the less you know is probably better… ask things you wont understand… until I get a few things figured out… she wants to know, but he's made it clear that he won't say anything till the time's right… and that time is not now, as much as she wants it to be… she feels a small flutter in her heart at the thought of him wanting to keep her safe, to take care of her, to be someone she can trust, but it's hard to trust someone who won't share the full truth… whether its for her safety or not, she wants to know… and she's going to find out…

[jaehyunsprincesspeach]

11:11 pm

random little fluff i thought was cute lol

xoxo <3 kimi

He's the party guy, she's the shy girl, and somehow they're best friends… Yuta Nakamoto, Yuta of NCT… Y/N, his childhood friend, who has stayed by his side through everything… so much so that his fans think she's either part of NCT’s staff, or that her and Yuta are dating… neither of which are true, but the more rumors she hears about the two of them dating, the more she thinks about it… and the more she realizes, she's never truly seen him as just a friend… maybe she had always been pushing those feelings away, but deep down, she's always wanted to be more. Still, she doesn't say anything to him. She doesn't want to get in the way of his career, so she keeps her feelings to herself… Until Yuta walks into her apartment with a girl… a girl she's never met before… still she keeps her composure, welcoming the new guest, and her longtime friend… she ignores the fact that she's completely uncomfortable the entire night, but when Yuta leaves with the girl, she cant hide it anymore… as her front door closes, she falls to her knees, sobbing silently to herself… if only she had said something sooner, maybe things would be different… but would they? They've been best friends for years… if he felt the same way, surely he would have said something to her… right? 

After that night, she can't bring herself to see Yuta or the other members of NCT, hiding away in her apartment… She stops responding to calls and texts from everyone, sitting in the silence of her apartment instead, dwelling in her own thoughts that torment her mind. She feels… small… pathetic… how could she fall for her best friend? How is she supposed to tell him that? She can't… she can't bring herself to do it…

The more time that passes, the more worried Yuta grows… He sits one night with Johnny, both of them concerned for Y/N

“Johnny, I'm really worried for her…”

“Me too… have you gone to check on her?”

“No, I mean she does this sometimes… she has times where she just stops talking for a little bit, she's always been like that… I thought this was one of those times… but it's never lasted this long…”

“When was the last time you saw her?”“When I introduced her to that girl that screwed me over…”

“The last girl?”

“Yeah… her…”

“Yuta, has Y/N ever said or done anything that seemed… more than friends… to you?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean maybe she's pulling away on purpose… maybe she thinks that you would rather be with someone else… especially considering you took some other girl to her apartment…”

“B-But… you know that's not true… I only took that girl over because I thought Y/N… oh god…”

Yuta gets up abruptly, grabbing his keys and jacket, shoving his feet into his shoes at the door, and sprinting as fast as he can to her apartment… When he finally reaches her place he bangs on the door frantically…

“Y/N! It's me! Please let me in! Please! I-I need to explain!”

His fist pounds on the door while his heart pounds in his chest… This can't happen… he cant lose her… not like this… he needs her, more than she's ever known… 

She sits inside, startled by the sudden pounding on her door… slowly she makes her way over to unlock the door and crack it open, but before she can say anything, he bursts inside, pulling her into a tight embrace… a small gasp escapes her as she suddenly finds her in his arms…

“Y-Yuta, what are you-”

“I'm sorry… I'm so damn sorry… I never should have brought that witch over… she meant nothing… I haven't even talked to her in weeks… Please… Please stop pushing me away… I can't take this anymore…”

“Yuta… what are you talking about? If she didn't mean anything then why-”

“I messed up… I was afraid, I was a coward… I was too scared to tell you the truth…”

“What do you mean Yuta…”

“It's you… it's always been you… it'll always be you… I thought I wouldnt have a chance with you, so I tried to find someone else, but I can’t… I can't get you out of my mind… I can't stop thinking about you… your laugh, your smile, the way your eyes light up when you're happy, the way you talk with your hands when youre talking about something you're passionate about… all of it… Y/N, I can't be without you… I can't take this distance… I'm sorry… I'm so damn sorry that I didn't tell you sooner, but I need you… Please… Talk to me… Tell me you feel the same way… Please…”

Her eyes are wide with shock as she looks at him. Never in a million years did she think he would ever have feelings for her… Never in a million years would she think that she would actually have a chance with him… but words aren't enough at this moment… she couldn't speak even if she tried… Without a second thought, she pulls him into a kiss… her soft lips moving in perfect unison against his, as if they were always meant to be. They melt into each other's embrace, losing themselves in the kiss, until he reluctantly pulls away, whispering softly to her

“Please… please tell me I still have a chance… I-I can't imagine life with anyone else… you're it for me Y/N…”

A soft smile traces her lips as she looks at him

“I've been waiting years for you…”

[jaehyunsprincesspeach]

Bullet to the Heart

Chapter 5

w/c: 1.89k

warnings: none

She's leaving behind her past, escaping the trap of perfection that she's been stuck in. Moving from Busan to Seoul, the possibilities are endless... though the universe has different plans for her... plans that she never in her wildest dreams would have imagined...

chapter 4 ~~~ chapter 6

Johnny and Y/N sit in her living room in her apartment… The atmosphere is tense and quiet as Y/N thinks about Johnny’s offer… a fake marriage to get her out of an arranged marriage… Johnny sits quietly, letting Y/N think about her options. Selfishly, he wants her to agree… From the first time he saw her, she's had a sort of hold over him… something about her makes him want to help her, to protect her, to keep her safe… that's why he gave her the subtle warning to leave the cafe, and why he helped her in the alley when someone had tried to have their way with her… he can't bear the thought of her being in danger… The thought of an arranged marriage, one she doesn't want at that, makes his blood boil… he doesn't want anyone taking her away… deep down, he wants her for himself… and in this moment, sitting in her living room, offering to pretend to marry her so that she's not pulled away from him, he realizes, there's not a single thing that he wouldn't do for her. 

She sits quietly… thinking and thinking… running through every possibility in her mind… There's so many questions she has, but finally, she makes a decision…

“Okay…”

Johnny’s breath hitches in his throat… okay… she said okay… she really agreed to it… His heart beats rapidly as he hears her simple response

“Okay? You're okay with a fake marriage between us?”

“Yes… but there's a lot we need to talk about… what if it doesn't work? What if my parents end up finding out? What if they somehow manage to-”

“Hey hey, Y/N, relax okay? I'll take care of it… just leave it to me okay? We’ll take things one step at a time… it's gonna work…”

She takes a deep breath, taking the leap and putting her trust in him… she gives him a small nod, agreeing to his crazy plan… He gives her a small smile, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder…

“First things first, we need to get you a ring… come on…”

“Wha- now? We’re going now?”

“Yes now, the jewelry stores will close soon…”

She follows behind him to the nearest jewelry store, which happens to be Tiffany & CO. Her jaw drops at he leads her into the store

“J-Johnny… w-wait…”

“What? What's wrong?”

“This is supposed to be fake, why are we going into Tiffany's?”

“It is fake… that doesn't mean I can't buy you something nice… plus it'll be more believable… relax, im taking care of it remember?”

She gives him a guilty look as he ushers her inside… She knows it'll be more believable if the ring is real, but she feels guilty that he's willing to do all of this for her, even more so that she agreed to this…

“How can you even afford this?”

“Don't worry, money isn't a concern to me… pick whatever you want…”

“What do you mean ‘money isn't a concern’? This is expensive…”

“I mean I have more than enough money to afford these things… you’ve finally given me an excuse to use some of it…”

She's confused, but for now, she keeps her questions to herself, deciding to just go along with it like he said… She picks a simple yet elegant ring, one that is the least expensive, but still a stunning piece of jewelry… As they move to the register to purchase the ring, Johnny requests the matching ring for the groom, as well as the wedding band that accompanies the ring, and leads her out of the store… 

“See? That wasn't so bad was it?”

“Johnny… that was too much…”

“Come on, that was fun and you know it… admit it, you like being spoiled…”

“That's not the point Johnny…”

“But you liked it… admit it…”

She rolls her eyes, letting out a small huff, but thats all the answer he needs

“Exactly what I thought… Now, the next step is telling your parents… the sooner we do that, the better it will be…”

“Now? You want me to tell them now? After I just completely lashed out at my dad?”

“Yes now… we can go back to your apartment at least… you make the call, that will give me time to contact my people and get some paperwork set up to make it look like we're legally married… oh, here's your ring…”

He pulls the ring out of the bag, handing her the box before slipping his own ring onto his finger… but she raises an eyebrow at him, letting her playful side show a little

“You’re not going to propose to me?’

“What?”

“Well, this was your idea… you said it has to be convincing right? So are you gonna propose or not?”

He smirks, gently taking the ring back and pulling it out of the box before pulling her into the middle of a busy area

“W-Wait Johnny I was-”

“Y/N, you're the light of my life, the only woman who has my heart, the only woman i'll ever need. You've completely captivated me and I dont wanna find my way out of your spell… Please, will you make me the happiest man in the world? Will you marry me?”

Arisa looks around at the crows watching her… this is not what she meant… she was joking about proposing, but here he is, confessing his fake undying love for her and proposing in front of who knows how many people… she puts a smile on her lips, pretending to be excited.

“Yes! Yes I'll marry you!”

Applause and cheers ring out from the crowd as Johnny slips the ring onto her finger and pulls her into a tight hug… She hugs him back but there's something in her heart that feels… different… almost… happy? As he holds her, she feels more safe in his arms than she's ever felt… more comforted than ever… but she pushes those thoughts away immediately, remembering that this is supposed to be fake… As they walk back to her apartment she gives him an unamused look

“When I said propose, that is not what I meant…”

“What, I thought it was perfect!”

“Johnny… I was joking… you didn't need to make a scene like that…”

“Ah, but of course I did… Witnesses… Now, if your parents go asking around, or whoever this rando is that they want to marry you off too, there will be people who saw the proposal and can back us up…”

She groans in frustration

“You're making it seem like you've done this before…”

“No no, this is a first… I just know how to… convince people of things that aren't real…”

“What does that even mean? What do you do for a living?”“Don't worry about that, we've got some phone calls to make…”

As the two of them enter her apartment, she feels a sense of suspicion… she doesn't understand why he wont tell her about his job… but ultimately she decides she should listen to him. She pulls out her phone, calling her father… after a few rings, her father answers the phone

“Y/N dear, have you calmed down?”

“Yeah. Sure. Listen, I'm not going through with the arranged marriage you set up.”

“Yes you are, this is not up for negotiation.”

“I cant…”

“And why is that Y/N?”

“I'm already married.”

“You’re WHAT?!”

“Married, betrothed, taken…”

“Why did we not know about this Y/N?!”

“Maybe because I didn't want you to know. Maybe because everytime I find something or someone that makes me happy, you manage to ruin it. So I don't know what you had planned with this stupid arrangement, but it's not gonna happen.”

She ends the phone call before her father can say anything else, looking over to Johnny who is on the phone with, who she can only guess, the person he knows who can forge the marriage documents. She waits quietly as he talks on the phone. When he's done, he turns to look at her. 

“Documents will be ready by tomorrow”

“Tomorrow? Seriously?”

“Yeah… I figured it was rather urgent… and the way you hung up on your dad, I wouldn't be surprised if he shows up out of nowhere. So, with that being said, you can't go to work till we get through this…”

“But I work online…”“Oh… never mind then… but you still can't be seen anywhere without me.”

“O-Okay, so what about living?”

“Well, I've got a rather large house, and a few more than a few empty rooms… I told you I would buy you everything brand new, remember?”

“You were serious about that?”

“Yeah… did I not make that clear with the Tiffany ring?”

Arisa lets out a sigh… of course he would say that… but she cant help the guilt that continues to rise within her, everytime he does something for her… She barely even knows the guy, and he's going through so much just to make sure she doesn't have to marry some stranger… 

”Go gather a bag, just what you’ll need for a couple nights. We can go shopping for the rest tomorrow…”

She nods softly, moving to her bedroom to pack a small bag. Her mind is still filled with suspicion as to why he won't talk about his job. What could be so bad that he won’t talk about it? She thinks to herself as she packs a small bag, only grabbing the things that she would need for the next few days before she makes her way back into the living room. He doesn't talk much the rest of the night… as if a switch flicked in his mind… He's more serious, more intimidating, and she starts to wonder what exactly she's gotten herself into… She follows him to his car, sliding into the passenger seat after he takes her bag and opens the door for her, sitting quietly as they start down the road… Finally she can't take the silence anymore…

“J-Johnny?”

He raises an eyebrow, not directly looking at her, but out of the corner of his eye

“Yes?”

“W-Why did you get so quiet all of a sudden?”

“What do you mean?”

She hesitates for a moment, as if she doesn't understand how he can't see that his entire aura changed…

“I… You just… got quiet…”

“Dont worry about it, i'm just focused on getting you home…”

She wants to ask more questions, but something about the way he's speaking tells her to hold her tongue… She gives a small nod before falling silent again. The rest of the drive is quiet, with the exception of the classical music that falls from the speakers… a genre she wouldn't expect from him, but she doesn't comment on it… 

After what feels like hours of driving, they arrive at a large gate… Johnny enters a code and the gate swings open slowly… As they drive forward, she's met with the sight of a massive estate… Her jaw drops and her eyes widen as she takes in the sight before her… there are so many questions she wants to ask, but the sheer size and opulence of the estate intimidates her, rendering her speechless… Finally, Johnny breaks the silence…

“Welcome home.”

[jaehyunsprincesspeach]

Bullet to the Heart

Chapter 4

warnings: arguing (parental-y/n), arranged marriage,

wc: 1.77k

She's leaving behind her past, escaping the trap of perfection that she's been stuck in. Moving from Busan to Seoul, the possibilities are endless... though the universe has different plans for her... plans that she never in her wildest dreams would have imagined...

chapter 3 ~~~ chapter 5

She sits in her apartment… Two days have passed since she finally met Johnny. Since then she's been staring at the number he gave her. Her curiosity is telling her to text or call the number… but her rational side says what if it's a false number or what if he's some sort of criminal? She sits, staring at the phone number… her mind in a deep matrix of thoughts… until the phone rings, startling her out of her thoughts… she lets out a yelp of surprise and a groan of frustration escapes her when she sees her fathers number… with a roll of her eyes, Y/N picks up the phone

“Hi dad…”

“Y/N, we need to talk about something…”

“Yeah? What is it?”

“Well Honey, I set up an arrangement for you…”

She pauses, her mind already reeling with thoughts, and her fathers words now adding another layer to her thoughts…

“What kind of arrangement dad?”

“Well… umm… Honey… I set up… an arranged marriage…”

“YOU WHAT?!”

“Now, Dear, hear me out-”

“HEAR YOU OUT?! WHAT THE HELL DAD! DID YOU EVEN THINK TO TALK TO ME ABOUT THIS?!”

“Y/N, listen, please…”

“WHAT NOW YOU WANT TO TALK?! WHY THE HELL-”

“Y/N! We're in debt! We needed the money!”

“SO SELLING YOUR DAUGHTER WAS YOUR SOLUTION?!”

The phone falls silent… she can feel the shame from her father through the phone, but her anger clouds her mind… she feels betrayed… thrown away by her own parents…

“Seriously dad. What the hell were you thinking? Did you even try other options? Or did you just go with the first thing thrown at you like you always do?” 

“Y/N listen… I know your mother and I haven't been the best parents to you… I know we’ve held you to unreasonable standards, and we’ve said things that are not fair to you… and I know you think that this is something that I would do just to get you married off… but I promise dear, this is one thing in your life that I wouldn’t meddle in… I looked into every other option we had, even going as far as selling the family company… this was the only option that would even come close to covering the debt we owe.”

She listens to his words… She's never been close to her parents, but… they’re her parents, of course she loves them… But just like always, they’re interfering with her happiness… yet again…

“Dad, I moved away so that I could find my own happiness… and yet again, there you are, interfering with my happiness… Why wouldn't you at least talk to me about it?!”

“Honey, I couldn't risk you saying no! We need this!”

“No, YOU need this! I don't need this! How could you sell away your own daughter!”

“It's not like that! Don't you want to help your parents?”

“Honestly no I don't. If you had asked for help I would have helped, but this? I can't believe you would even consider doing something like this to me.”

“Dear, come on-”

“Don't ‘dear’ me. I'm not going through with it.”

Before her father can say anything else, she hangs up the phone, throwing it across the room in a fit of rage. She paces her living room thinking of what to do next… she cant go through with this… its not that she doesn't want to help her parents, but she refuses to be stuck in an arranged marriage with a man she doesn't even know. As she paces and paces and thinks and thinks, she finally thinks of something… not a permanent solution, but at least it's something… She grabs her phone again, making another call… She continues pacing as she listens to the dial tone till finally there's an answer, her voice cutting through first…

“Johnny, can you come over?”

“Hey princess, inviting me over already?”

“Please, this is serious… just… Come over, I'll explain when you get here.” She hangs up the phone, leaving no room for discussion or disagreement… Her pacing continues relentlessly, waiting, hoping he'll show up. Twenty minutes later there's a knock on her door… She quickly makes her way over and throws it open. She sees him with a bouquet of flowers, causing her to stop in confusion…

“What are those for?”

“Umm… They’re for you…”

Johnny holds out the flowers for her, which she accepts with a small smile, until she remembers why she called him in the first place…

“Come inside…”

She moves aside, letting him into her apartment. As he settles and gets comfortable, she grabs a vase for the flowers, and some tea for the two of them to share… When she finally makes her way to the living room, she sits down, but there's no doubt that the inner turmoil is eating away at her… Johnny gives her a look of concern before he breaks the silence…

“Y/N, what's wrong? What is it?”

She fiddles for a moment with her bracelet on her wrist before finally telling him

“I umm… I just got off the phone with my dad… My parents are in debt… a-and he told me that he set me up in an arranged marriage to get the money they need…”

Johnny's eyes are wide as he listens to her explanation… an arranged marriage? What is this, the 19th century? His own thoughts spiral as he listens to her

“So… your parents set you up in a marriage that you don't even want, just so they can pay off their debt?”

“Y-yeah… I don't know what to do… I don't want this, I don't want to marry someone I don't even know…”

“Did they tell you who it is?”

“No…”

Johnny lets out a contemplative sigh, trying to think of what to do… as he sits and thinks, the room falls silent, until finally, he comes up with an idea… a crazy idea that might get him slapped, but an idea, nonetheless…

“Y/N, hear me out…”

“Whatever it is, I'm sure it's better than that stupid plan my parents made…”

Johnny takes a minute to gather his thoughts, hoping that she doesn't immediately shut down the idea…

“Alright, hear me out… completely before interrupting…”

She waits patiently, an expectant look in her eyes. Finally he takes another deep breath and shares his idea

“Marry me…”

Her eyes bug out of their sockets

“I'm sorry, what?”

“Marry me… if you're already married, they can't force you into another marriage… it doesn't have to be official, I know people who can forge some documents to make it look real… you can move in with me for a few months so your parents believe it… I know it sounds crazy, but the other idea I have is running away, and even that isn't full proof if your parents or the other family manages to find you…”

She thinks to herself… a fake marriage… it's not a terrible idea in her mind, and honestly she's not against it… but she's nervous… this man has already been on her mind for weeks… and he's obviously into her… 

“Why? Why a fake marriage? What are your intentions with it?”

Johnny lets out a small sigh… he figured she would ask this… and he knows it's a little suspicious given how he's been pining over her…

“You asked for help, Y/N… i just want to help you… if it ends up growing into something real, I can't say I would be upset with that, but if we do this for a few months, and you tell me you want nothing to do with me after, then i'll let you go… and I won't bother you again… but I want to help you… thats why…”

She thinks further… she thinks about what could happen if she agrees to this… She thinks about potentially starting a real relationship with this man she still knows nothing about… She thinks about the potential to grow deeper feelings than she already has… and as nervous as that thought makes her, it's nothing compared to the thoughts and feelings she has about being married to someone she's never met before scares her even more. 

“And what if it doesn't work. What if your plan doesn't work Johnny?”

Johnny takes a deep breath, thinking through his thoughts… thinking through this crazy plan of his…

“It will work… I won't let it not work… you deserve someone you want to be with… someone who will make you happy, whether that's me or not, that's up to you… but i can see how much even just the thought of an arranged marriage is taking a toll on you… it's not fair to you… so i'll make it work… I'll do whatever it takes to make this work for you… I just need you to trust me…”

Trust… a strong word from someone who is still a stranger to her… she doesn't know if she trusts him… she knows who he is, finally after weeks of wondering who he was… but that doesn't mean she knows anything about him… But, how is she supposed to know anything about him if she never gives him a chance? If she never tries to get to know him… she thinks to herself, thinking about his words, and his spoken intention to help her… She thinks and thinks, the room filling with silence… Johnny fiddles with his rings on his hand before breaking the silence again

“Tell you what… if you agree to this, I'll take care of everything… I'll handle the paperwork, and talk to your parents, everything… I'll even buy you everything brand new and move you into one of the guest rooms in my house if that's necessary, and I'll pay the rent for this apartment if you have to stay with me… Everything will be taken care of… all you have to do is say yes and play the part… that doesn't sound too bad right?”

Her mind continues its barrage of thoughts to herself… deep down, she knows this is one of the best options… If she moves away, her parents will simply track her down… if she stays, her parents will come pick her up, and take her away… if she tells them that she doesn't agree with this, they'll simply tell her it's not her choice, that she needs to ‘help her family’ who has only ever tried to control her her entire life… maybe… maybe this really is her best option… She sits quietly thinking to herself about her options…

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Bullet to the Heart

Chapter 3

mafia!Johnny x fem!reader

warnings: slight stalking (not really but could be)

wc: 1.85k

She's leaving behind her past, escaping the trap of perfection that she's been stuck in. Moving from Busan to Seoul, the possibilities are endless... though the universe has different plans for her... plans that she never in her wildest dreams would have imagined...

chapter 2 ~~~ chapter 4

Y/N paces her apartment the entire day, constantly asking herself if she should listen to the letter from the mysterious person, or if she should just stay home… By the time she looks at the clock, it's already 8:30 pm… thirty minutes before the letter said to meet, and she still hasn't made a decision… Her mind continues racing with different thoughts and possibilities… What if I get kidnapped? What if they're actually super nice? Wait, no… I don't even know this person… Am I really dumb enough to be considering this? But what if I can make a new friend? Maybe I should give them a chance… NO no… come on y/n, stranger danger… but what if… her thoughts frustrate her… her kind nature wants her to give the stranger a chance, but her mind wars with the logic… this person, she's never seen before, doesn't even know their name… just ‘J’... she doesn't know what to do… 

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9:00 arrives, and Johnny is pacing by the river… his head on a swivel, looking for her… hoping she won't leave him there… hoping she'll show up… he waits patiently… 9:05… 9:10… 9:20… 9:45… time continues to pass but she never arrives… Damnit Yuta, I knew this was a bad idea… he leaves, mentally cursing himself for listening to his friend… his heart feels… hurt… deep down he wanted to see her up close… to talk to her… he knows he shouldn't want this, but he can't stay away from her… everyday he wonders what it would feel like to see her smile at him, to hold her in his arms, to kiss her pretty lips, run his hands through her hair, to simply be with her. He wants it more than anything, but he doesn't understand why… he's never been one to get pulled in by a woman so quickly… he's known for his indifference, for his ability to keep people at an arm's length… so what is it about her that has him hooked? What is it about her? He decides he's doing things his way. He's not listening to the others, he's going for her, and he's doing it his way…

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Another mundane week starts, but Y/N stays in her apartment. She's still nervous about the letter she received, still feeling like she's being watched, even in the comfort of her apartment. She stays in, not visiting her usual cafes and restaurants, wanting to stay out of sight… Yuta’s words still ring fresh in her mind… You've made quite the impression… you're growing quite popular… popular with who? Impression on who? Her nerves stay consistently increased, even when she knows she's completely alone… She manages to get the work done that she needs to do, but every little noise spooks her… something as simple as the walls creaking from the wind outside, to even a drop of water from the faucet, she feels constantly on edge… all because of a simple letter and a few words from a stranger… She's constantly looking over her shoulder, even if it's just to the wall behind her… She wants to know who wrote the letter, but her anxiety won't let her even leave the apartment… she gets a call one day from her mother, groaning in frustration and reluctantly answering…

“Hi mother…”

“Darling, will we be seeing you soon? You know the whole town is asking about you…”

“I don't know mother, I'm still getting settled in…”

“Darling, it's been weeks, you're not settled yet?”“Mother, I still have to work, it's not like I just sit around all day…”“I should send your father to help you…” “No. Don't do that. Why is he even still around?”

“What do you mean dear?”“Mom, he cheated on you! Why are you staying with him?”

“I-Its complicated… and he apologized… he's been better over the last few years…”“That's not an excuse mom!”“A lady does not raise her voice, Y/N…”“Mom, I have to go.” Before her mother can answer again, she hangs up the phone, groaning in frustration… A lady does not raise her voice… there it is again… the idea of perfection that she's trying to escape… How can a simple phone call be so irritating? Her mind shifts from the anxiety she's been feeling, now to frustration and anger as she thinks about her parents. She knows that her mother only stays with her father for financial stability, and for the reputation of their company, but she can't help the irritation she feels whenever she thinks about them… 

Her thoughts are disrupted when she hears a knock at her front door, and her irritation is replaced again with the anxiety from before. She slowly peaks her head out of her home office, looking at the front door, slowly inching closer… When she looks through the peephole of the door, she doesn't see anyone there. She opens the door and looks around but the hall is empty. As she looks to the ground, she sees a bouquet of flowers. Stunning red roses with white babys breath flowers to accent the roses. She slowly picks up the flowers, and sees a note. 

You didn't come to the river… still I thought you might like these… ~J

‘J’... There's that initial again… that mysterious initial that sends a chill down her spine… How did they know where she lives? She looks around one more time before closing the door behind her, looking suspiciously at the flowers. She can't deny that they are beautiful, but still, she's nervous… she doesn't know who ‘J’ is, or how they knew where she lives… Something in her heart feels drawn to the mysterious person, but her logic always prevents her from finding out who they are… there's no way it's the guy with the scar… that was just a coincidence… and why would he want anything to do with me anyways? her mind on a constant loop of various thoughts.

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Johnny stands outside of her door after leaving the flowers at her door steps… He makes sure that he's out of sight, but he wants to see her reaction… When the door opens, his heart stutters in his chest, simply from the sight of her… A small smile traces his lips as she picks up the flowers, but when he sees her look around again, he hides further in the shadows, not yet having the confidence to talk to her… When the door closes, he feels a mix of emotions… Sad that he can’t see her anymore, but happy that she seemingly accepted the flowers.  He knows that he's going to have to show her his identity at some point, but for now, he thinks that he's content knowing that she’s at least accepting of his gesture. He knows not knowing is probably driving her crazy, but he can’t help but love knowing that he's on her mind… even if it's not the most conventional way to keep someone’s attention…

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When she arrives at the coffee shop the next day, as she always does, she goes about her business, ordering her coffee and starting her work. A couple hours pass, her coffee is gone, and she's almost halfway done with her work for the day. Seemingly out of nowhere, the barista approaches her table with another coffee…

“Oh, I didn't order this…”

“No, he did…”

The barista points across the coffee shop to the man with the scar. Y/N feels a sense of frustration, and admiration. She doesn't understand why he can't just talk to her… She accepts the coffee, but she sits at her table with her arms crossed, and an eyebrow raised…

He sits and admires her from across the shop, a small smirk tracing his lips when he sees her stubborn demeanor… He sits for another moment, simply admiring her before he approaches her table. 

“May I?” She motions to the empty chair, but it's clear that she's slightly… annoyed? Irritated? Curious? She feels a mix of emotions as she observes the stranger who is now sitting with her.

“Who are you?”

“Names Johnny… And what's your name beautiful?”

A small chill runs down her spine as she listens to his voice calling her beautiful… She’s never reacted to someone this strongly before… Sure shes had people approach her and flirt with her, but this feels different

“I-Im… Y/N…”

“Y/N? Well, a pretty name for a pretty face… I like it…”

She blushes at his words, looking away as she feels embarrassed. He gently places a finger under her chin, raising her eyes to meet his again.

“Don't look away, I want to see you…”

“W-Why?”

“Why? Because you're beautiful… even more so with that pretty blush… have I made you flustered?”

She's speechless… All of the thoughts in her mind are suddenly gone as she looks at him… His deep brown eyes, and the way his hair falls perfectly… He's like a work of art… 

“I-I… umm… Th-thank you…”

“So… I've requested to meet you at the river, and you didn't show… And I sent you flowers… and you didn't try to find me… Why is that?”

“That… That was you?!”

“Well, who else would it be?”

“I've been trying to find you for weeks!”

Johnny's eyes widened at the revelation… She was trying to find him… while he was trying to woo her from the shadows…

“Right… I see… Why?”“You… you helped me that night… In the alley… I wanted to know who you are…”

He thinks back to that night in the alley… how he protected her from a stranger reaking of bad intentions and alcohol… He remembers the anger he felt seeing someone else put their hands on her… the rage that burned inside of him when he saw how scared she was… 

“Yeah… that was me too…”

“Why… why didn't you just… Talk to me? Why did you hide?”

“Because… As much as I know a girl like you shouldnt be involved with me, I can't seem to stay away from you…”

“What do you mean?”

“There's things that you're better off not knowing…”

“That doesn't tell me anything…”

“I know, but it's better this way… Anyways, I've got a meeting to get to…” He pulls a small card out of his suit jacket and hands it to her

“Here… Text me… Now that you know who I am…”

Without another word he walks out of the cafe. Y/N is left in the cafe in shock from the events that just happened… The guy with the scar… the guy she has been looking for for weeks finally coming out of the shadows… she finally knows who he is… Johnny… finally a name for the face that's been stuck in her mind… But he left so suddenly… A meeting? What does he do? And what did he mean when he said there's things I shouldn't know? What's that supposed to mean? Her mind, yet again swirls with thoughts and questions, but at least now she knows who he is… 

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Bullet to the Heart

Chapter 2

mafia!Johnny x fem!reader

wc: 1.5k

warnings: slight stalking (not intentionally but could be...)

She's leaving behind her past, escaping the trap of perfection that she's been stuck in. Moving from Busan to Seoul, the possibilities are endless... though the universe has different plans for her... plans that she never in her wildest dreams would have imagined...

chapter 1 ~~~ chapter 3

She thinks to herself that night in her bed, wondering who the man with the scar is. Wondering why he seems to be everywhere she goes. Her mind races with different thoughts, making it hard for her to sleep. Who is he? Why would he help her like that? Why does he seem to be everywhere? She thinks to herself, deciding that the next time she sees him, she's going to confront him. Not knowing is driving her insane. She needs to know who he is and why he seems to be everywhere she goes. 

As the next week passes, she doesn't see him… she goes to the same cafes and restaurants that she goes to on a regular basis, the same places she's seen him around, but he's not there. It's as if he just… disappeared… vanished… like he never existed… Have I been imagining all of this? Am I going crazy? What is going on? Her mind is in overdrive, wondering about this mysterious man with the scar… but deep down, it makes her want to find him even more… she starts venturing further away from the normal spots she stays near. Her head always on a swivel, always looking… always searching for the man with the scar…

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He watches from the shadows… he doesn't know who she's looking for, but after saving her the way he did, he knows that he put himself at risk… he risked her finding out who he is, what he does, the kind of man that he is… a risk that could put her in danger, if she isn't already. He stays in the shadows, as he continues watching her. He doesn't want her involved in the darkness of his world, but he can't stay away from her either… he can't bring himself to stop watching her… seeing that she's safe brings him a sense of comfort…

As much as he wants to know more about her, he can't bring himself to talk to her… he's never felt so drawn to someone before, but he can tell, she's not the kind of person who should be wrapped up with a man like him… he wants her… he wants to spoil her, and treat her the way she deserves to be treated… but he can't bring himself to get her involved in his life… What is she doing to me? Why is she always on my mind? I cant… I can't do that to her… I can't get her involved in my life… she deserves better than a life like mine… 

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A week passes and she still hasn't seen him. She's starting to believe that he doesn't even exist, even though he's still always there… always making sure she's safe… it's not that he's trying to stalk her, but he needs to make sure she's okay… for his own peace of mind… 

After a week of nothing, she decides that she needs to keep her focus on her work… she needs to stay focused on the things that are in front of her, rather than the things that she cant see… As she falls back into her normal routine, he still is not far from her mind… almost as if he's worked his way into her brain, lurking around every corner, but never really there… Yet everywhere she goes, she feels as if someone is watching her every move… she tries to push the thought away, not wanting to entertain the possibility, but no matter where she goes, and no matter what she does, she feels it… she feels the eyes… the eyes of someone… dangerous… someone who knows the dark side of the world… someone she knows she shouldn't be involved with… but that just makes it all the more exciting to her…

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She sits in her usual cafe one morning, enjoying the calm atmosphere as she sips a cup of coffee. Out of the corner of her eye, she sees someone approaching her table. He wears a black leather jacket. She instantly feels herself grow tense as the man sits at the table with her. He simply looks at her for a moment before finally speaking

“Youre Y/N?”

A chill runs down her spine instantly. How does he know my name? Her mind instantly a mess of thoughts, all that make the hair on the back of her neck stand, yet she still manages to keep her composure

“Who are you?”

The man chuckles softly as he looks at her, silently taking in her presence

“You don't wanna know sweetheart… but i will say, you've made quite the impression around here… it's not everyday a newcomer to town is as pretty as you…”

Her eyes widen as goosebumps cover her arms…

“What are you talking about?”

He gives her a smirk… a smirk that is dripping with danger

“Well sweetheart, you've caught the eye of my boss… and other bosses too… you're growing quite popular… i'm surprised someone hasn't snatched you up yet…”

“Who's your boss?”

Again, his smirk widens as she asks the question he was looking for

“Glad you asked sweetheart… he actually sent me with a note…”

He takes a small envelope out of his jacket, handing it to her. With her nerves spiked, she takes a moment before cautiously reaching out for the envelope. As she grabs it from his hand he stands again, preparing to leave.

“By the way sweetheart, name’s Yuta… I'll be seeing you around.”

He leaves her in a state of shock, wondering what the hell just happened… her eyes drift to the envelope in her hand, and she cant help but wonder what's inside… She slowly opens it, almost as if it could explode at any moment, sliding out the paper inside. The writing is neat and elegant as she reads the words on the page

Han River, 9:00 pm. Tonight. ~J

A simple note that holds so many questions for her… Who’s J? Why me? What the hell is going on? Is it a trap? What if I don't go? Her mind is a whirlwind of questions, trying to come to a decision… Does she go? Or does she not? After she reads the note she packs her things into her bag and makes her way back to her apartment… if she's being honest, she feels spooked… she doesn't know what to think about the events that just happened… one minute she's enjoying a quiet cup of coffee, the next she's spooked by some random guy… well, Yuta, apparently… 

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“Nice job Yuta, you scared her…”

Johnny watches as she quickly leaves the cafe, a sense of dread filling his heart… What if she doesnt show up? What if I'm left there looking like a fool? God, I hope she comes tonight… his mind races as he watches her leave the cafe in a hurry

“Hey… you asked me to give her the note and I did… It would have been a lot worse if I just dropped it on her table and left…”

“I don't know, that seems like it would have worked better than this…”

“She would have been even more suspicious if I did that! Why would anyone consider going somewhere that a random letter says if they don't at least have a reference face?”

“This whole thing was a terrible idea! Why would she show up somewhere from a letter from a stranger?!”

“I… I didnt think of that…”

“Remind me to never ask you for advice again.”

Johnny runs a hand through his hair in frustration, feeling like any chance he had of talking to her is drifting away, all because he listened to Yuta’s idea… 

“Come on man, it wasn’t the worst idea… at least it was better than Haechan’s idea of throwing a rock through her window with a note…”

“That… dont… dont change the topic…”

Johnny storms away in frustration, hoping, praying that she shows up to the river later that night… but deep down, he's not too hopeful…

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She paces the living room of her apartment… She gave up on even attempting to work, telling her boss that she is not feeling well. Her mind is racing, refusing to slow down… she paces and paces till she feels out of breath… her pacing is only broken up to get a glass of water, but instantly, she starts pacing the kitchen instead… Who is it? Why do they want to meet at the river? Why do they want to meet at all? Why can't they just talk to me like a normal person? The entire situation has her on edge…

Yuta’s words ring in her mind… What did he mean ‘I’ve caught people's attention? I haven't even done anything? It's not like I go out constantly either… What does he mean? She has so many questions, but the biggest one right now… Does she go to the river like the note said or not? Does she leave the comfort and safety of her apartment to risk meeting with a stranger she knows absolutely nothing about? 

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The time nears 9:00, and Johnny waits patiently by the river… waiting… hoping… even praying that she'll show up…

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Bullet to the Heart

Chapter 1

mafia!Johnny x fem!reader

wc: 1.5k

warnings: mentions of violence, mentions of gunshots, mentions of kidnapping (brief), mentions of alcohol, mentions of trauma (brief),

She's leaving behind her past, escaping the trap of perfection that she's been stuck in. Moving from Busan to Seoul, the possibilities are endless... though the universe has different plans for her... plans that she never in her wildest dreams would have imagined...

chapter 2

He runs… as fast as he can… as far as he can… the memory of the gunshots ringing in his mind, the memory of the screams, the memory of fear, driving him to keep going. As his mind wanders to the events that just happened, he doesnt recognize the area he's gone to… he's always had a troubled past, born on the wrong side of the tracks. His father was an alcoholic, and his mother was a broken woman, living a life she felt stuck in, wanting more. HIs father left when he was six years old, leaving him with a depressed mother, and a revolving door of boyfriends that she would bring home. After Johnny's father left, he became… angry… angry with life… but this? This he never anticipated. 

As he runs, he makes his way into an area that he is not familiar with. He slows down, his run shifting to a walk, as he looks around at the surrounding area. As he continues walking a figure comes into view… a tall man with a strong build, seemingly studying him as he approaches

“You've got guts walking around this area at night kid…”

Johnny looks up at the man, a mix of defiance and anguish in his eyes

“What's your name kid?”

“J-Johnny…”

“Johnny? What are you doing here?”

Johnny's eyes widen as he thinks again of the events that led him here. The fear visible in his eyes as he looks at the man. The stranger lets out a small sigh.

“Come on Johnny, you shouldn't be out here alone. Come with me.”

“W-Where are we going?”

“Headquarters. We'll talk more there.”

“Headquarters? Who are you?”

“I said we’ll talk more when we get there. Are you coming or what?”

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She sits at the dining room table with her parents. Another silent dinner as her father stares at his phone, while her mother keeps her head down, silently eating. The silence… The silence is deafening… ever since her mother caught her father cheating on her, things have been… tense… y/n, a pretty girl with a heart of gold… born into a rich family that lacks everything she values… connection, authenticity, love… Her father works as a CEO for one of the largest companies in Busan, and her mother stays home. A month ago, her mother caught her father cheating with his secretary, and since then, nothing has been the same… her parents think that staying together is helping her, but deep down, y/n knows things would be better for everyone if they separated…

The tension at the dinner table is too much for her… she grabs her plate and walks out of the room. Her parents watch as she escapes to her bedroom, but they don't bother stopping her… she sits in her room, her dinner growing cold as she looks at the stars outside of her window, hoping… praying… wishing for something to change… anything… her mundane life catching up to her… the routine becoming suffocating. She hates it, hates how she has to maintain a perfect image for the sake of her family’s reputation. On the outside, her life seems perfect, but inside, she feels as if she's drowning… as if she's just about to reach the surface, but something always pulls her back under. 

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Six Years Later 

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y/n has graduated from college, finally living a life she is excited for. She feels a sense of relief, being out of school, starting a life full of endless possibilities, new experiences, and things to explore. She moved from her hometown of Busan to Seoul, starting her life over. Living a life she feels excited for, and for the first time ever, she feels a sense of happiness. Despite the busy streets and crowded cafe’s, she feels more at home than she ever has. 

She goes about her day, working in a small cafe on her laptop when the aura in the room grows ominous… She looks around seeing a group of men walk into the cafe, all wearing black leather jackets, but one guy in particular catches her eye… a tall man with a scar that runs from just above his eyebrow, to his cheekbone. A chill runs down her spine as she sees the scar. The aura of the group instantly intimidating everyone in the room. As she looks at him with wide curious eyes, he suddenly looks over at her. His dark brown eyes give her a cold look, but there's a hint of surprise… She looks back at him wondering what's going to happen, but he takes her by surprise. He subtly shakes his head, as if silently telling her not to ask questions… her eyes grow wide again, but just when she's about to lower her eyes, he subtly motions for her to leave… sensing the tension in the air, she doesn’t quietly, inconspicuously, packs her things and walks out of the cafe…

As she walks back to her apartment, her mind wanders a million miles an hour… Who was he? How did he get that scar? Why did he motion for her to leave? Is something bad happening? She continues walking home, but even after arriving in the safety of her apartment, she can't get this mysterious man off of her mind… 

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She walks into a bar, one seemingly casual night, with some friends from work. As they approach the bar she looks to the side and sees someone sitting in a booth… there he was, the man with the scar… still looking at her with the same cold eyes… she quickly looks away, as one of her friends speaks

“Y/n, you gonna get a drink?”

She gently shakes her head, as if shes shaking the thoughts out of her mind

“Y-Yeah, sorry… just a little distracted…” “Someone caught your eye already?”

“No no, I just have a lot on my mind…”

“Well, we're here for some fun… loosen up a little, you deserve it…”

She smiles softly at her friend before ordering a drink. As she waits, she can feel the man's eyes on her, but she doesn't look back to him. She tries to ignore the intimidating aura that she can feel from across the bar as she grabs her drink and follows her friend to the crowded dance floor. She tries her hardest to enjoy the night, but by the time they leave, she's drained, physically, mentally, and emotionally… Nothing sounds more appealing to her than slipping into the comfort of her bed.

Her friends all disperse and make their way to their own apartments, leaving her to walk alone… she looks up at the darkness of the night sky, but she feels like someone is watching her… following her… she turns to look behind her, but the street is empty… she slowly turns and continues walking, until someone pulls her into a dark alley, covering her mouth with their hand before slamming her against the wall… the man stares at her with a dangerous look in his eyes, a sinister smirk tracing his lips…

“Well well, I caught myself a pretty little thing huh?”

Y/N tries to push the man off of her, but her smaller build proves to make that difficult…

“Look at you, pretty girl… thinking you could actually fight me off… its cute”

She tries to scream, but her mouth is muffled by the man's hand… she squirms and tries to break free, but her struggle is pointless against the man's larger build… tears slowly fill her eyes as the worst possible outcomes fill her mind.

Footsteps are heard, seemingly running closer, catching both her attention and the strangers attention. Before either of them can process what's happening, a tall figure emerges from the shadows of the alley, sending the man to the ground with an aggressive push. Y/N gasps softly when the stranger's hand is suddenly gone from her lips… she looks at the scene with wide eyes of fear as the stranger that had snatched her is knocked unconscious… She freezes in fear when the man from the shadows turns to look at her… and there he was… the man with the scar… protecting her… her eyes widen further as she sees him up close for the first time… he's more handsome than she imagined, even with the scar… his deep commanding voice pulls her from her thoughts…

“Get out of here.”

His tone left no room for contradiction. A chill runs down her spine as his voice hits her ears. She hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly and walking quickly out of the alleyway.

As she walks out of the alleyway, he watches her leave. His thoughts consume him, questioning why he's so concerned with this stranger. Why can't I get her out of my head? I don't even know her? Who is she? His mind rolls, but shifts to anger when he looks down at the man who dared to put his hands on her.

“You're coming with me.”

He throws the man over his shoulder, walking deeper into the alley, disappearing into the shadows.

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Bullet to the Heart

mafia!Johnny x fem!reader

She's leaving behind her past, escaping the trap of perfection that she's been stuck in. Moving from Busan to Seoul, the possibilities are endless... though the universe has different plans for her... plans that she never in her wildest dreams would have imagined...

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

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[jaehyunsprincesspeach]

ahhh vivi my sunshine !! thanks for the tag 💞

1. Fav color: deep purple or pastel yellow

2. Last Song: Colors by NCT 127

3. Currently Reading: Salt to the Sea (again oop hehe)

4. Currently Watching: Bloodhounds and Alice in Borderland

5. Currently Craving: coffee cause i literally just woke up lolll

@taesankisser @memorymonster @bro-atz @kirooz

@hyunjins-orange-slice-too thank you for tagging me aaah 🥰

Rules: answer + tag some people you want to get know better and/or catch up with!

1. favourite colour: black and it that doesn’t count blue.

2. last song: Cheers by Seventeen

3. currently reading: the diary of a CEO 👀

4. currently watching: “cause this is my first life” - real cute 😭

5. currently craving: Bang Chan? Peace of mind? A good nights sleep 😂

Tags cause I don’t know many people on here: @torialefay @escapetheshark hehehe