mafia au, Yunho x reader, angst, fluff.
warnings: violence, guns, blood, abduction, swearing.
a/n: this was a request, I hope you enjoy it! I would really appreciate some feedback as I am still a little insecure about this whole mafia au writing things. thank you uwu.
You knew it was all business for him, but still, Yunho was your fiancé and, strangely enough for an arranged marriage, you loved him.
You only wished he could love you back.
“Go home, y/n, you shouldn’t be here” he barely even looked at you as he walked into the office, you were at the safe house were he made business with the rest of ATEEZ.
“I brought some stuff for you and the rest of the group” you got up from your chair and approached him with a small smile on your face, Yunho immediately took a step back, making you stop walking. It hurt, every time he did that, but you didn’t seem to be able to change his mind.
“Thank you” he said, fixing his shirt, which was already impecable. “But you need to go home”.
“I know” you nodded “I’ll see you later, Yunho, please take care of yourself”.
He waved goodbye, something that looked more like a dismissive gesture rather than a farewell as you closed the door behind you.
“I don’t really understand your feelings for him” Yeosang declared, carefully eyeing behind him to the room Yunho had gone into. “He…”
“I know he doesn’t love me back, Yeosang” you nodded “But I am going to be here for him, still. I’ll be fine and I hope he will be as well”.
“It’s just I feel like you are wastin-”
“Yeosang” Yunho interrupted his sentece “Are you ready to go, or not?”
“Let’s go” Yeosang got up from the sofa at your house “We’ll see you later, y/n”
“Be careful” you watched them walk away from you “Yunho, please take care” you called before he closed the door of your shared house.
“Sure” he looked at you for scarce seconds before leaving.
You were still in your house when the phone rang. There was a weird feeling about it, but you thought you were just being paranoid, maybe it was the usual anxiety that you got when you knew Yunho was out there doing business.
“y/n!” Yeosang screamed on the other side of the line “It’s Yunho, he- he’s not okay”
“What?” your grip on the phone got tighter, afraid you were going to drop it “Yeosang, what happened, where are you? Is Seonghwa there?”
“Wooyoung and I are taking him back to the house, you should hurry back there too” Yeosang seemed to struggle with something and then you heard a couple gunshots on the back, before the line died.
Grabbing your keys and the first jacket you could find, you rushed out of the house and drove all the way to ATEEZ’s lair, millions of thoughts were rushing through your head, having you on the verge of tears by the time you got to your destination.
“What happened? Where is he?” you practically shook Yeosang’s shoulders the moment you saw him.
“He’s better, still uncounscious” he explained slowly “It was a set up, those bastards tipped Junhee”
Not wanting to listen to any more explanations than necessary you walked into the room where Yunho was, he looked a lot younger than usual, and his pale skin made him look extremely sick.
“Yunho” you cried, caressing the hair out of his forehead “I was so worried…” with silent sobs running through your body, you stayed next to your fiancé, not only for the night but for a couple days although he woke up soon, you just wanted to make sure he was fine and take care of him.
“I’m sorry y/n, but you look like shit” Hongjoong commented the moment he saw you walk out of Yunho’s room “You have to go home”.
“I’m fine, Hongjoong” you replied, rubbing your eyes “I can stay with Yunho”
“Go home” he insisted “We’ll take care of him, you need to look after yourself too”.
Maybe he was right, you could use a shower and a change of clothes as well as more than just a couple hours of sleep, plus Yunho was being his distant self as always and you didn’t think you could bear that for another night without bawling your eyes out.
“Okay, but I’ll come back tomorrow” you warned Hongjoong, grabbing your car keys.
“Where’s y/n?” Yunho asked, limping into Hongjoong’s office “I thought they were here”.
“I sent them home yesterday” he replied lifting his gaze to focus on his friend “You look better”
“They were taking good care of me” he admitted in a sigh “I feel much better” he lifted his shirt, showing the bandage that you had changed the previous night, it was completely clean, meaning the wound was closing properly.
“Good” Hongjoong nodded “y/n should be back today though, that’s what they said” he raised his eyebrows, “Why, miss them already?”
Yunho let out a low scoff, “I just want to make sure they’re fine, they were going crazy about my injury”
“Hongjoong, something happened” without knocking on the door, Wooyoung came into the office, he looked at Yunho from the corner of his eye but his gaze returned to his leader immediately.
“Uh…” Wooyoung hesitated “I think…”
“Speak, Wooyoung, we don’t keep secrets from each other” Hongjoong urged in an annoyed tone.
“It’s y/n” he handed Hongjoong the object he was carrying in his hand: His mobile phone showed a picture of you, tied up to a rusty pipe with both your eyes and mouth covered with cloth and a grey tape.
Yunho snatched the phone out of Wooyoung’s hand, his face turned red in a second: “Who sent you this? What is going on?!”
“Yunho, calm down” Hongjoong got up from his seat “Does it have a message?”
Wooyoung winced, “It’s from Junhee, it just says he’ll have to settle for the next best thing, since Yunho decided to keep on living”.
“I am going to kill him!” Yunho returned the phone to Wooyoung “What are you two waiting for? We need to find Junhee and get y/n back!”
You didn’t know what had happened to you, one minute you were driving back home and the next everything went black. Right now, all that you knew was that your hands were tied, something was dripping into your feet and you couldn’t scream for help, hell, you couldn’t even look around you.
“I know you’re awake” a man declared, way too close to you “Are you missing the pretty boy you have as a fiancé already?” he laughed at the fact that you couldn’t reply. “Don’t worry hun, it’ll be over soon”.
You weren’t certain of how much time had gone by, you were dehydrated from crying and trying to untie yourself, all the effort for nothing. The man had come back a couple times, only to talk to you about Yunho again, and then leaving. You thought you were hallucinating when you heard the door open again, and instead of that disturbing voice, you heard Yunho’s: “y/n, baby, I’m so sorry”
Your hands were untied, and it was so painful to try to move by yourself that you let your body hit the ground.
“y/n, please it’s me… I’m here, baby, you’ll be okay. I’m going to get you out of here”
The cloth was ripped from your face, but you couldn’t focus your gaze with the change of light and the dizziness you felt, you were going to pass out.
“I got them, let’s get out of here”
Even with your eyes closed, you could feel the room spinning around you, but you were too afraid to open them, although you could sense the cloth had been removed and you were not on the floor anymore, you couldn’t help but feel terrified. You heard a soft snoring near you, and you finally noticed the weight next to your legs, sinking the mattres, opening your eyes slowly, you recognized Yunho’s blond hair, his face between his arms as he leant on your legs. Reaching out to caress his hair, you let out a soft whimper, your body hurting from the effort.
“y/n!” Yunho woke up startled with your whining, a shaky breath left his lungs, “I thought I lost you”
“What?” your throat was pretty hurt as well, and your voice came out hoarse.
Yunho got up and leaned over your bed again, his hands held your face gently, he didn’t want to hurt you. “I am so sorry, baby, I never meant for this to happen. I didn’t want you to get hurt, I thought that if I pushed you away you’d be safe but…” he stopped talking to bring you closer to him “I do love you, y/n, I just wanted to protect you and I got so scared, I thought i’d never be able to tell you”
“I love you too, Yunho” you whispered, “Forever”
“Forever” he nodded, his forehead resting against yours, before he finally pulled you into a careful, yet loving kiss.
