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"Not even close to enough." Dae responded with a small smirk and held her against his body. When Poppy finally agreed to escalate things further, Daewon returned the kiss and looked down at her nails being dragged up and down his bare torso. "I don't want our first time to be in a bathtub." He whispered into her hair as he placed a kiss to her head. "I would prefer to have you screaming my name in the bedroom." A cheeky grin crossing his face as he brought a hand down to grip her ass, giving it a small, playful squeeze. "So you want to help me out of this tub and help your husband dry off?"

The blonde smirked at his words as she inched closer to him, carefully touching and kissing his bruised and sensitive skin. “A little further? You just kissed me, wasn’t that enough?” Poppy shook her head slowly, clicking her tongue to make a few ‘tsk’ sounds. Her head tilted aside when she looked back into his eyes. The massaging of her scalp had her close her eyes for a moment, her body clearly reacting to his touches. She wanted more. A soft hum left her when his hands ventured lower and she leaned in to place her hands in his neck, kissing him softly. “Fine.” She mumbled against his lips, one of her hands trailing down his chest, nails playfully stroking up and down his bare torso, down to his belly while she deepened the kiss.

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"The only one who's allowed to see these innocent eyes is me." Daewon chuckled and stared into her eyes. "I mean, it worked didn't it? I got you exactly where I want you." They both knew that Dae hadn't planned getting beat up, this was a man who didn't like to show vulnerability. His lips were moving against her shoulder and neck, placing soft kisses to the exposed skin until he felt her hand move to the back of his head to pull him away. A grin formed when she started to kiss along his jawline and shoulder, mirroring what the man was doing moments prior. "I know that I'm all bruised and battered but would it be possible for us to go a little further tonight?" He asked in a sweet voice as he ran his fingers through her hair, gently massaging her scalp with his fingers. Despite the pain radiating up his side, Dae shifted and moved his hands lower down her body, his eyes following them as they ventured lower.

“Of course I know how dangerous your job is, but maybe the big bad boys will see those innocent little eyes and they’ll be gentle?” she joked with a little smirk, smiling when he finally agreed to not get her a bodyguard. At the mention of the strong liquor she couldn’t help but roll her eyes, hands resting in the back of his head still. Poppy moved between his legs, sitting half in his lap with their bodies pressed up against each other. “Fine, I’ll wait.” Poppy mumbled, eyes closing when he kissed her shoulder. “So the plan all along was to get beat up and feed me some strong stuff so you could have me naked in your bath, hm?” Poppy asked in a whisper, her freshly manicured nails lowering down his back to softly scratch his back. As her eyes met his, she found it very hard not to kiss him. The blonde softly removed a hand from his back, moving it up to the back of his neck and very carefully pull his hair so he’d pull his face back. Poppy leaned in, lips moving from his jawline down to his neck, lowering to kiss his shoulder.

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Daewon laughed when she said that she was a tough girl and he raised an eyebrow as he looked down at her. "Oh really? I never would have thought that given all the designer clothes and accessories that you carry around." he laughed and gave her a small smirk. "I'm not really the type of person who can stop my activities and take stay slow." he admits and runs one of his hands up her bare skin, his eyes dipping down to stare lower before finding their way back up to her face. "you'll take care of me? so you won't try to kill me in my sleep is what you're saying?" Dae smiled and his own hand found its way up to the back of her neck to pull her into a kiss. "So much better than our wedding day." he whispered against her lips as he kissed her again quickly. "If I get plenty of kisses and love from my hot wife, I might get hurt on the job more often."

“C'mon, I’m a tough girl. I’m sure I could handle it…” Poppy mumbled, but they both knew that the overly girly, fashionable Poppy didn’t like her hands to get dirty. Maybe Daewon were the first one to change that. “I’d love that. And maybe, you can just stop doing all the grand activities and stay low for a little while. You have a wife now.” She certainly didn’t get married for her husband to just die in combat. At the mention of the liquor, she rolled her eyes with a smirk. “You’re an asshole.” Poppy said while she let herself be pulled in bij Dae, her legs curling around his waist to sit into his, bodies pressed together. She hummed in agreement to his words, a hand moving up the back of his neck to massage his scalp slowly while the other hung loosely around his neck. “You need a few more days to rest, I don’t want you to go anywhere, okay? You’ll just stay on the couch or in bed, I’ll take care of you.” Poppy truly didn’t know what had suddenly shifted between them, but she had felt some sort of trust and reliance with Dae that she had not yet felt before. With a small smile she leaned in to press a kiss to his forehead and one to his cheek, keeping his face close to hers. “That’s for returning home safely.”

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"I can't be in multiple places at once." Dae chuckles and watched her fingers move down his arm, his dark eyes following the movement before returning to her face. "You want to come with me... to my job? Do you know how dangerous that is?" Of course she knew how dangerous it was, her father was in the same business as Daewon. "If you really don't want a bodyguard then I guess teaching you how to defend yourself is the next best thing." He shrugged and looked at the bottle of alcohol. "Its some of the hardest liquor in the house. If you didn't try to avoid me so much, I would have shown you where the lighter stuff was." Dae grinned and reached forward to pull his wife against his chest, his hand going around her waist. "It's a date. But let me recover first. I don't think I'll be very useful in the kitchen like this." As he spoke, he leaned down to kiss Poppy's shoulder.

“No.” She quickly said. “No bodyguards, I don’t want any of that. If there’s anyone who needs to protect me, that’s you. I don’t want strangers in our place, or near me.” The blonde mumbled as she ran her fingers down his arms, watching him. “I’ll just come along to wherever you’ll go. I can wait in the car.” Poppy tilted her head aside, lifting her brows at him while suggesting. While leaning in, she whispered. “Or - you could teach me how to handle a knife, or gun?” She shrugged slowly. “Mr. Perfect.” She brought out rather sarcastically. “Of course you speak five different languages and you know how to cook.” But she nodded impressive anyways. “What was in that drink? Fuck - it’s straight up my head.” Poppy mumbled as she glanced over her shoulder towards the bottle on the edge of the tub. She didn’t usually drink stronger liquor. “We can cook some bomb meals together. I love to cook, too.”

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Hwan chuckled at the nerves radiating off Leila's body and he maintained his grip on her face. "If I told you, I would have to kill you. So why don't you just pretend that this never happened." he smiled sweetly, the smile never reaching his eyes as he stared her down. "Oh come now, Leila. You can beg a little harder than that. Show me how much you wanna keep your life." His purred and released her chin from his grasp.

Leila was so nervous, she could feel her hands tremble as they held the phone. When he pinned her against the wall, she let out a soft, whimpering gasp and watched him take her phone. Her eyes squinted lightly, body flinching once he harshly gripped her face and held her. "So you did kill someone?" She breathed out. "Why?! Why would you do that?" Leila's breathing was becoming uneven now that he was so close to her. "Don't hurt me, please.." She managed to bring out.

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"Oh come on, it's not like the people I'm killing are going to be missed by anyone." He laughed and frowned when she refused to hand over her phone. "Leila." he growled and walked towards her, pinning her smaller frame against the door. "Hand over the phone before this gets messy." His tone no longer containing the gentleness it had moments earlier. When she made no move to hand it over, he took it from her by force, prying it out of her hands and gripping her face harshly in a hand. "I hate liars, you were going to snitch on me and then I would have had to kill you as well. You're too pretty to be killed."

She didn't give him the phone the first time he asked, holding it tightly when he spoke. "That's sick, Hwan." She only managed to bring out, eyes trailing along the blood stains on his face when her heartbeat increased. "You don't have to be a killer. Why would you want to be a killer? That's insane. No-one deserves to be killed." Leila pressed her phone her chest, shaking her head slowly. "No. I just want to hold my phone, that's it. I'm not going to do anything else." Oh, she would call the police the moment she was able to.

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He grinned and watched as she shuffled closer to him, nodding at her question and smiled. "Yeah, I'm fine." he promises her and snorts, the grin returning to his handsome face. "I could lock you in the house, keep you locked up and obedient." His tone playful as he mulled over the thought, it was a good one. "No, you'll still have a little bit of freedom. Though I will want you to be a little more careful. I'll get you a bodyguard for when you leave the house." He told her, his tone leaving no wiggle room for her to object. "Someone's eager to hear my secrets." Hwan laughed and leaned back against the tile. "you already know a lot. I'm a member of the mafia, I was born overseas. I speak 5 different languages. I'm a pretty good cook."

Poppy only rolled her eyes once again, but she did enjoy his boldness. The blonde lifted her knees, her feet flat in the bath as she was sitting up. She shuffled a bit closer to him, her hands reaching out to cup his cheeks. “Oh, come on.” Poppy teased with a small smirk. “We look hot as fuck together, can’t deny that one.” She was inspecting his face once again. “You okay?” She asked as she let her hands fall, sipping from the bottle before putting it on the edge again, her hands finding his knees to rest on. “Yeah, same. It’s time to start act like adults, I guess. Though you won’t ever stop me being a party girl. You’ll just have to drag me away from the party, or lock me in the house.” Poppy chuckled softly. “So, husband - why don’t we get back to the secrets? What things do I have to know about you?”

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Hwan extended a hand towards her and raised an eyebrow. "Don't do anything you'll regret. Hand over the phone." he ordered and gestured with his hand for her to hand it over with no fight. If Leila tried to run, Hwan was close enough that he would be able to catch her in a few steps. "Why not? I mean, who really expects the cute, shy Korean boy to be a killer?" The dark haired boy laughed and gave a sweet smile that looked out of place with the blood streaks on his face. "Please hand the phone over, I won't ask again." her final warning, Hwan wasn't known for his patience.

She let her eyes wander from the shirt and knife in the sink to Hwan and clenched her jaw together. "You're what?" Leila frowned deeply at him, swallowing thickly when he stepped forwards. The words didn't make sense to her, they didn't really hit her. "Yeah, okay - just don't be so loud." Leila mumbled, taking yet another step backwards, her hand reaching for her phone in the back pocket of her black, mom jeans. "You can't just go out and kill people, Hwan - that's insane. It's sick." It made her sick, psyhicially.

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"I mean, I hope we get to the point that you'll be full of me as well." Dae said with a flirtatious smile and a small wink, clearly teasing her and being partly serious.

"I hope you remember that, my love. I don't think you want to see me when I get jealous." Daewon tells her with a chuckle and watched her as she stood and started to undress in front of him. His eyes drinking her naked body in and smirks. "Very happy." He admits and makes room for her in the bath tub. His dark eyes locked on her smaller frame as he admired every inch and curve of her body, committing it to memory. "Oh I do like it. You're almost as attractive as me." he laughed and reached out of the tub to grab the bottle to bring to his lips. "I don't think its sad. I mean, I've had my playboy years. It was about time that I settled down." He shrugged and placed the bottle down on the edge of the tub.

“You’re so full of yourself.” Ruby mumbled, eyes rolling but she was smirking afterwards anyways. She liked his confidence, it was attractive.

As he did continue on the secrets, she raised her brows. “You’re making me real curious now, careful there. I’m an impatient woman.” Poppy followed his gave and stared at the bath for a moment. He was her husband after all, and she would very much like to get in. Poppy liked him saying she was his. There was something about the possessiveness in his tone that made her smile. “All yours, babe.” The blonde poured some of the liquid into his throat before taking a sip herself and raising to her feet. She slowly stared undressing herself; taking off the dress she’d wore while out, and pushed down her pink, matching bra and tongue. Confident as she was, she faced him naked, and she combed her fingertips through her blonde locks to tie her hair up in a high ponytail. “Happy now?” Poppy asked mumbling before she slipped in the bath, carefully sitting down opposite of him. “Too bad if you don’t like it though, it’s the body you’ll have to stick with for the rest of your life.” The blonde chuckled. “That just sounds fucking sad, don’t you think?’

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"I still think in my weakened state I could handle you." He smiled and stared at her from his position in the tub. Dae hadn't really paid much attention to Poppy since they were forced into their arranged marriage but now what he was looking at her, he realized just how attractive the other was.

"My secrets, eh?" He grinned and leaned back in the tub as his fingers traced along her skin. "Maybe once we get to the honeymoon stage of this relationship will I start to share my deepest, darkest secrets with you." Laughing and followed her gaze to his body. "You should join me in the tub, it'll make me feel a lot better." Giving her a small, playful pout as he gestured to the position in his lap. "Oh naughty, no more sneaky sleepovers, the only person who's allowed to sleep in the same bed as you is me. You're mine." He told her, showing just a hint of possessiveness as he opened his mouth for the bottle in his hands. Letting her pour the strong liquid down his throat.

A very soft, amusing giggle left her throat at his words. “Maybe later I’ll be good, and I can give you a little sneak peek.” Poppy said softly. “–If you’ll behave. Though I think I can handle you now, while you’re all weak and stuff.” She smirked. He did have nothing to be ashamed of, that was very much true.

“You can’t fool me, I know you’re in pain. The entire tough guy act doesn’t really work on me, get used to it.” Poppy mumbled, sipping from her drink before putting the empty glass down again. The strong liquor burned her throat lightly. “Just talk to me, okay? About anything. I’ll keep your secrets.” She reassured him, then smiled at him admitting that most girls were eager to just share a bed with him. “I can imagine.” She said, eyes glancing from his bare chest back up to his face. Surely there would be a lot of girls drooling over him. The big bad guy with the money and good looks. It was perfect bait to wrap any woman around his finger. Poppy leaned into his touch as she shrugged slowly. “You’re the first. Ironically, no man has ever seen our family house, let alone sleep in my bed.” The blonde admitted. “I did have sneaky some sleepovers, though.” She smirked softly. Poppy didn’t move much as she easily picked up the bottle of liquor standing beside her and she reached it out to him. “Open up.” She said, holding the bottle in front of his lips. “C'mon, you’re already married to a very hot wife - if I may say so - no need for etiquette.”

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Hwan was standing in the bathroom with his blood-stained shirt laying in the sink and his knife he used to accomplish the act laying on top of the stained fabric. Letting out a loud, annoyed sigh as he turned to look at his step sibling after telling her to mind her own business. "If you keep yapping I might just do that." He snapped at her as he took a step towards her when she takes a step back. The man had no intentions of killing Leila but she didn't know that, it was purely an intimidation tactic. "You wanna know? Fine, your precious, innocent step brother is a murderer and if you don't shut your fucking mouth, I'll shut it for you." He told her.

suggested plot: y/m and leila are together / roommates / etc. (connection is up to you) and she finds out that y/m has killed someone, so in a fight y/m is threatening leila and she stands up for herself

"Or what?!" Leila interrupted him. "You'll kill me?" Although she was doing very fine with keeping up this tough act of hers, Leila's heart was nearing pounding out of her chest. "The blood stains your clothes, the directly sneaking into the bathroom every time you return home.." She shook her head slowly while taking a small step back from him. "I'm not that stupid. Why don't you start telling me what the fuck has been going on?"

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"As long as I am able to still find my things, you can reorganize all you want." He replied and smiled at her, noticing how her eyes roamed his bare chest and dipped lowly briefly. "Oh, see now that's not fair. You get to see me naked but I don't get to see you naked? Aren't you supposed to be good to your husband?" He laughed and accepted the glass from her, downing some of the dark liquid before getting into the water.

"I mean, why wouldn't I show off? I have nothing to be ashamed of." He laughed and gestured down his submerged body with a hand. "I mean, my side feels like its on fire but besides that, I feel fine." Even if he wasn't fine, he wouldn't have told her, Dae was incredibly stubborn. "You're the first girl to make me sleep on the sofa. Most girls are eager to share a bed with me." Poppy was far from his first relationship, though he was sure that she already was aware of that. Looking at her with a small smirk and reached up to cup her chin in a hand. "What about you? Ever made a man sleep on the couch?" he laughed.

“Oh shut up, I’m going to reorganize everything anyways. Just you wait.” Poppy mumbled, chuckling when he walked off and she went to search for two bottles of the strongest liquor she could find and two glasses. The blonde moved back into the bathroom, stopping in her tracks when her eyes roamed along his bare chest, peeking down shortly but she glanced up at him soon again. “I’ve seen worse.” Poppy really tried to keep her gaze to his face but the muscular body in front of her caused her steal a few glares. He looked very fit. It was attractive, she thought he was very attractive. “I need a lot of these before you’ll see me naked, Dae. Dream on.”

Poppy tilted her head aside, watching him now naked in front of her. “I admire the show, but you should get in.” She poured him a glass of the dark liquor, handing it to him. “Show off.” - Poppy added with a small smirk, then poured herself once as well. “How do you feel?” The blonde got on her knees beside the bath, taking a sip of her drink before she carefully reached out to cup his cheek so she could look at the split lip. “So how many girls made you sleep on the sofa so far?” Poppy asked with a small smirk, resting her head on the palm of her head, her elbow onto the tub’s side so she was at eye level with him. “Pretty sure you’ve had plenty of company here.”

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"If I'm providing you fine stuff, what exactly am I getting out of this deal?" He smiled and rolled his eyes. "I bet you did enjoy it all to yourself, but I'm taking my bed back tonight."

Dae knew that he shouldn't have snapped at her but he didn't want anyone prying into his business dealings, nothing good would come from that. Grumbling when she told him that he wasn't going to get laid now but he didn't openly voice any objections, he wasn't in the greatest shape for it anyway. "You would think my wife would know her way around the house by now." he chuckled and watched as she returned with some painkillers and a glass of water. "A bath sounds wonderful." He said taking the painkillers and drinking some water. "I'll go run the bath, I'll probably need something stronger than just tea." he told her as he slowly rose to his feet to go to the bathroom.

While she got him a stronger drink, Daewon turned on the bath and started to undress himself slowly, trying not to put to much pressure on his side as he kicked his clothes into the corner. "This is the first time you're seeing me without clothes? You like what you see?" he asked, turning his head to look at her with a small grin, trying to have some humor given the pain he was in.

Poppy shrugged innocently. “What can I say? A lady likes fine stuff and a man should provide that for her.” She chuckled softly. “Shame, though. I liked having your bed for myself.”

Staring at the bruises in his side and him snapping at her like that, she frowned deeply. “Don’t use that tone on me.” She mumbled, helping him take the shirt off. “Well, you’re definitely not getting laid now.” Poppy glanced around the kitchen, as if to search for anything that could help him. The blonde shoveled through some cabinets, still not knowing where to find all the stuff in his house. She managed to find some painkillers and poured a glass of water for him. “Take these.” Poppy handed him the painkillers and the water, and stared down at him. “I can run you a hot bath, or help you to the bed?” She suggested. “You have to rest. There’s no way I’m letting you go out until that’s all fixed.” Referring to his bruises. “Now - tea or something stronger?”

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"I probably should have read the contract better." He laughed and looked at her. Dae never thought that he would ever get married, anyone he started to form an attachment with ran away when they realized what he did for a living. Not many people were willing to accept the fact that their husband may not come home one day. So when Poppy's father arranged their marriage, Dae was skeptical but went along with it and he honestly could have done much worse.

"Oh so that's why you like me so much? Because of my black card? Maybe I should take it from you." This was the most friendly Dae had been with her since their marriage a few days prior. "Lucky me, all bruised and battered, and my wife finally decides that I can sleep in my bed." He said in a teasing tone and tried to brush her away from his side. "Its nothing." he insisted but watched as she lifted up his shirt to reveal his bruised side. "Don't you dare call an ambulance." He snapped. An ambulance would mean that they'd write a report and in the line of business Dae worked in, he didn't need that kind of paper trail. "My ribs are broken, probably a little internal bleeding." He admitted as he slowly peeled off his shirt.

“Yeah, you wish. That wasn’t in the contract. I’m sorry, you’re just going to have to deal with me being a bit of stubborn.” Poppy kicked off the high heels she wore, stepping into the pink, fluffy night slippers she always left near the couch. Returning to him, she tilted her head aside when he mentioned her father. A small, genuine smile formed her lips but she shook it off anyways. “Yeah.” Was all she said. It was still strange to her, that he was now her husband. She had always picture marriage differently, the kind of love you saw in the movies. Not like theirs; arranged, out of need for their names. Poppy could’ve done way worse, though. “Luck can’t always be on your side, that’s all I’m saying.”

The blonde couldn’t help but chuckle at he mentioned paying for the espresso martini’s and she shook her head another time. “Yeah, that black card of yours is truly my highlight of our marriage, my love.” Once again repeating his previous words. Poppy was highly attracted to him but she didn’t want him to know. She was still so pissed about the arranged marriage. Maybe it wasn’t fair to act it out on Dae, but she couldn’t really do it to anyone else. “Oh, knock it off.” The blonde said with a smirk as she pressed the ice to his knuckles softly. “You can sleep in the bed instead of on the couch tonight, how’s that?” It wasn’t until then when she noticed him grabbing to his side. Her smile faded slowly and she put the ice down. “You’re hurt. Let me see-” The blonde carefully pulled away his hand from his side, lifting his shirt up carefully. “Oh my-” Fingertips trailed along his side, along the bruises. “I think you have to lay down. Or maybe I should call an ambulance..” If you didn’t know any better, you would think that Poppy was actually concerned about him. “You’re gonna have to help me with this because I have no idea what to do now.” Poppy admitted, glancing back up to him.

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He couldn't help but chuckle at her reply and shook his head. "It would be better for both our health's if you would listen to me a few times." A small smile gracing his lips as she dabbed at his lips with disinfectant. His shoulders coming up as he shrugged when she said he was lucky. "I'm sure that your father told you that luck is apart of the game we play."

His dark eyes followed her as she moved to the freezer and he chuckled. "What do you think pays for your espresso martinis?" he asked her when she told him that his line of work was going to get him killed, and part of him knew that she was correct. The job caught up to everyone eventually. "You were practically drooling on our wedding day." Dae teased and nodded at her question. "If I tell you that I'm not okay, does the likelihood that I get to sleep with you increase or decrease?" He asked through a laugh that had him holding his side in pain.

The blonde gently swept the bandage along his lip, then she changed to another clean piece and repeat her steps. “It’s because you keep telling me what to do and how to do it. Pisses me off.” Poppy mumbled in returned. “So instead I’ll just use them against you, from now on.” She stared down his lip when he spoke, just tapping softly until she pulled it away finally to look him in the eye. As he started explaining, she nodded slowly. “I think you should be lucky that you got out.”

Poppy walked towards the freezer to get a new iced pack and tucked it in a fresh kitchen cloth before joining him on the chair beside him, pressing the iced pack to his lip then. “It’s going to get you killed.” She has had the same conversations with her father, so many times. “It’s just - you’re an idiot for telling me to stay safe while you’re out doing that. All I did was drink a few espresso martini’s.” She hook her head slowly. “It’s good thing you looked proper at your wedding. Don’t think I would’ve said yes if you looked like this.” - Poppy teased, smirking softly. “Are you okay?”

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"It looks worse than it feels." He chuckled but didn't protest when she nodded towards one of the kitchen chairs so she could attend to his lip. "Using my own words against me? so original my love." Dae teased as he sat down. Watching as she went to get the first aid kit and returned with a bandage and disinfectant. He was about to respond to her question when she pressed the disinfectant to his lip, which resulted in him wincing from the momentary pain.

"Thanks for the warning." he mumbled as he glanced up at her. "It was a deal gone bad. A client didn't want to pay the agreed price so I had to remind him that I don't accept broken deals." Wincing as he held his side before continuing to speak. "Wasn't expecting an ambush though, which is why I look like I was jumped." As he spoke, his eyes were on his wife, studying her face.

She visibly rolled her eyes at his words, watching as he appeared from the other side of the kitchen island to meet her there. It wasn’t until then when she noticed his bloody knuckles and the split lip. Poppy frowned lightly at the sight. The worst bruise she’d ever had was probably a simple scratch wound, she couldn’t imagine the pain he must feel.

“I’m fine, Dae.” Eyes stared right back at his when he told her to start acting like his wife, and she pulled her face back only a little so his finger would fall from her chin. “You’re ruining my make-up with that blood.” The blonde mumbled, obviously ignoring the rest of his words. “Instead of cooling your knuckles, you should take care of that lip. It’s going to swell if you don’t take care of it. Now, your actions reflect back on me as well, so - sit down.” She nodded towards one of the kitchen chairs, using his words against him before disappearing into the kitchen to get a first aid kit to patch him up with. The blonde put some disinfectant on a piece of bandage and moved over to Daewon. “So what did you do to deserve all this to?” She asked before putting the stuff to his lip without a warning, her other hand keeping his face steady by holding him by the back of his head.

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When Poppy walked in the door, Dae was pressing a cold compress against his knuckles and looked up to meet her gaze. When she snapped at him, he simply raised an eyebrow and waited for her to stop before he opened his mouth to speak. "Do you forget who you're married too?" he asked her, his tone calm as he tossed the compress onto the table top and walked around the kitchen island to stand in front of her.

In the light, Poppy could see Daewon's bruised and bloody knuckles along with a split lip, showing that he had already been out doing 'bad stuff'. "and I'm not faking my concern, you're my wife and your actions reflect back onto me. You need to start acting like it." His words now dripping with venom as he lifted her chin up with a finger.

open. to mob bosses (based) this starter is for poppy but you can pick any muse here

The blonde fished the wedding ring from her short skirt’s pocket after she entered the house. She had only been in this marriage for a few days and was avoiding him ever since. Poppy slid the ring back around her finger and closed the door behind her before hanging up her coat. “What?” She snapped when she met the other’s gaze. “I’ve been to a party.” Poppy slipped out of the house all the time, not needing to be in the other’s space. “Shouldn’t you be out doing bad stuff instead of faking your concern about me?” She mumbled.