#does burden come to meet you if i've questions of the feature that rolls on your dream reel

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

(so many of my favourites actually don't fit in the poll options ffs 😭)

[maybe-thou-shalt-find-valimar]

i made another fucking unrequited faragrin one shot. are you proud of me

[bbyheedeungie]

Tales of the ring | Orphan! Jay AU Part 1

Pairings: Jay x Reader

Genre: fluff, angst, eventual smut, age gap (4 years)

Warnings: suggestive content, messy timeline

Synopsis: You've spent most of your lives together at a Catholic orphanage in a small town, with Jay being left there as an infant and you volunteering there since you were thirteen years old. Now twenty-three, every child in the orphanage looks up to you as their older sister. Well, except for that one stubborn kid named Jay.

You always tend to his cuts and bruises when he fell down after climbing on trees with his friends, but not after a long hour of bickering.

"Stop climbing trees if you're just gonna fall down!" You scold 9-year old Jay as you rummaged through the first aid kit.

"Just shut up and fix me up, woman." He demands, his arms crossed over his chest. You sigh.

"I'm just worried about you, okay? You could've broken a bone or something!" You reasoned with him. His eyes turns into slits, glaring at you.

"Are you calling me a wimp?" He challenges. Though it never crossed your mind, the thought of calling him a wimp was indeed amusing. You tried to suppress your laughter but it came out as a snort.

"Hey, I'm not a wimp. Drop it." Jay says, almost coming out as a whine. You nod, trying to calm yourself down from wanting to laugh. Cause you know Jay's going to end you if he even hears anything close to a giggle come out from your lips.

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"Still as wimpy as ever, huh?" You teased him as you disinfected his wounded knees. He was sitting on the couch with you kneeled infront of him, and 16 year old Jay just can't seem to take his eyes off you.

Your lower lip is caught in between your teeth as you concentrated on his cuts, and Jay licks his own lips unconsciously.

At 20 years old, you have grown to be quite a lady, Jay notes. Beautiful, luscious hair that complimented the perfect features of your face, your body slightly plump in some places which gave you that womanly figure, dainty and gentle hands that cared for his wounds, any man would think of you as wife material. And Jay couldn't help but huff in annoyance at the thought of other men wanting you for themselves.

"And you're still as annoying as ever." He mutters before he pinched your cheeks hard, making you yelp in pain and involuntarily putting pressure on the cotton ball you were dipping onto his wound. Soon after, you were both crying from pain.

"How could you." He said in betrayal, clutching his wounded knee.

You always chased after him around the orphanage when he had a fever to make him take his medicine when he refused to drink them, dragging him by the back of his shirt to his room to make him rest.

"You can't just pull a stunt like that when I'm fixing up your cuts you dummy." You glared at him, massaging your reddened cheek.

_

"I don't want to stay in bed, woman. I wanna play outside!" 11-year old Jay huffs in annoyance, kicking off the blanket you've just placed on his body. You sighed and placed it back on him.

"Bold of you to call me a woman after I've just wrestled you at the lobby earlier." 15-year old you chuckled, remembering what you had to go through to make him go back to his room.

"Don't remind me, you were like a freaking hippo back there! Geez." Jay scrunches his nose and turns his back to you.

_

"You insufferable woman." He mutters as you tuck him into his bed. 18-year old Jay was just as irritable as ever, but only when it came to you.

"Yeah yeah." You rolled your eyes at him dismissively as you placed a cold compress to his forehead. He's such a big baby.

"Stop being a jerk for once and learn to take care of yourself, will you?" You scold him, leaning in to fix the position of his pillow. Jay's heartbeat goes nuts, with your body so close above him. He could just grab you by the waist then and there and hold you tight. Your feminine scent was so alluring, filling up his senses, your skin translucent in the moonlight shining through the windows and he even caught a glimpse of your cleavage through your thin, white dress shirt.

Shit, shit, shit. He thinks, fisting his blanket tightly. His cheeks glowed crimson red, but thankfully you thought it was just because of the fever.

_

Rest assured, Jay wasn't all that bad as others make him out to be, and you strongly believe this. You remember that one night, it was your fourteenth birthday but you didn't bother telling anyone. You didn't want to burden the sisters, and your family didn't care much about it either. But Jay did. He cared, and he remembered.

You sat on the roof, your secret hiding place, as you admired the starry sky. But it's not really a secret when Jay knows about it. The ten year old boy climbed up, grunting as he struggled keeping his balance. You flinched at the sound and panicked, but it immediately died down when you saw it was just him. He quietly sat beside you.

Silence took over as you sighed in content, taking in the peaceful evening.

"Happy birthday." Jay said, almost a whisper. Your head turns to him and he immediately looks the other way, refusing to meet your eyes.

"Thank you, Jay." You said in gratitude, not bothering to hide your smile. He still refused to look your way as he held out his fist.

"What is it?" You asked in confusion, furrowing your eyebrows at his closed hand. He sighs, taking your hand in his as he placed something cold and hard on your palm.

"It's for you." He says. You gasped, taking in the shiny object encrusted with tiny jewels that glinted in the moonlight.

"Jay, where did you get this?" You ask him, bewildered.

"The sisters said they found that ring in my pocket when they found me outside the door of the orphanage the night that they took me in. It's my most precious possession. In fact, it's my only possession." He says, laughing lightly as he looked up at the sky.

"Must be an heirloom, maybe you came from a wealthy family! Jay, I can't accept this. This is important to you!" You exclaimed, holding the ring back to him.

You're important to me. He thinks.

"Maybe, but they've left me here haven't they?" He simply shrugs.

"But why give it to me?" You asked, holding the ring close to your chest. Jay rolls his eyes and clicks his tongue.

"Hey, no more questions. I gave it to you as a birthday gift, so you better treasure it. Good night." He says and prepares to climb down, leaving you dumbfounded.

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At nineteen, Jay was the oldest at the orphanage. He never got adopted, and younger kids would pick on him because of it.

"You never got adopted because your a weirdo."

"They can probably sense that you're useless."

But Jay being Jay, he'd beat them up everytime just because their faces annoy him. And you'd be the one to ask for forgiveness for his sake everytime he got in trouble. You knew him well enough to know that although he'd never admit it out loud, seeing other kids like Jungwon and Sunoo get adopted while he gets left behind hurt him more than it should.

"I'm very sorry for Jay's actions, please don't send him away." You begged to the Mother Superior's feet, and Jay couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Not of you, but of himself for having you go through all this for him.

"Noona, please you don't have to do this." He tells you softly, for once as he tries pulling you up to your feet but you just won't budge.

"I'm sorry Y/N, I know you have grown quite close to Jay for the past ten years. But he is now of legal age he can't just keep hurting minors." The mother superior, which is the head of the orphanage states.

"Jay promises he won't do it again, please." You continue to plead, at this point you were so close at kissing the sister's feet if that'll make them forgive Jay.

"What, when did I promised—." He says and you signal him to shut up. The sisters sigh, and decide to just punish Jay by making him work at the farm for a month. You thank them over and over, tears welling in your eyes.

"Y/N, may I have a word with you. Jay, you may retire to your room." The mother superior instructs. Jay looks at you hesitantly, before leaving.

"Have a seat." She commands you, and you oblige.

"What is it that you wanted to talk about?" You asked.

"Listen, dear. You're now twenty-three years old, you are at your ripest age of getting married. Not only that, but you're also one of the most beautiful maidens of this town. You can't spend your life at this orphanage forever. Won't you consider settling down soon?" She suggests, and you felt a lump in your throat, your heart feeling unease.

"That's alright, Mother Superior. I'm only twenty-three, I still have a lot to figure out in my life. When a man does take interest in me, I'll decide then." You assure her, and stand up to leave.

The next days, you'd wake up early to prepare breakfast for the kids and for Jay before he heads off to the farm. Jay being the stubborn boy he is, refuses to sit down and have breakfast and so on most days, you'd chase after him to bring him his breakfast and lunch box. He'd purposely walk faster, ignoring your shouts. A smirk never leaving his face.

"Jay! Jay! Wait!" You yelled, chasing your breath as you continued to run after him. But your quick steps were no match for his long strides.

"Jay you freaking dimwit! Haaaaalt!" You yell at the top of your lungs with all your might, and he finally stops in his tracks, turning to look at you.

"Oh, you've been calling for me? Did you need something?" He asks, feigning ignorance that you've been shouting his name for a good fifteen minutes. You huff, stomping towards him angrily. His face smug the whole time.

Others would think you're ready to punch him in the face, but instead you would take his hand and place his boxed meal there. You sigh.

"Take care of yourself, okay? And finish everything I packed for you." You say. Jay simply rolls his eyes and waves a hand at you dismissively.

"Yeah yeah, just don't go missing me too much." He teases, suppressing a smile. You scoffed, punching his shoulder lightly.

"Damn right, I wont." You stuck your tongue at him before waving him goodbye, running back to the orphanage.

As you walked back, you notice a fancy carriage parked in front of the orphanage. Many people were gathered around, gossiping.

"The crown prince has selected candidates to be his wife."

"Now that the queen has passed away, the prince must choose his bride in order to ascend to the throne."

"Oh what a lucky girl she must be."

You slip through the crowd of people, successfully making your way inside.

"Oh here she is now." Mother Superior introduces you to the men in fancy clothing, and you stood their dumbfounded.

"She is a beauty indeed." The men agreed to themselves.

"What exactly is happening?" You whisper to the Mother Superior.

"They came here for you, my child. You have been selected by the prince to become a candidate of being his wife. I've already had your suitcases ready, they will take you to the palace now. And don't worry, I've already informed your parents and they are more than happy and wished you the best."

Everything was happening so fast, it's like everything's been decided for you. And amidst the chaos in your mind, you could only think of one person. Jay.

"What about Jay, I haven't said goodbye—" You pleaded to the old woman to let you see Jay one last time but the footmen has announced your departure to the palace. You choked on your tears as pain burned through your chest, clutching Jay's ring to your chest as you were brought further and further away from the place you called home all your life.

Jay plowed the soil over and over, sweat trickling down his neck and forehead. The sun is high and the heat is a pretty tough companion.

"Jay! Jay!" Jay's friend, Sunghoon called his name, sprinting towards him as if his life depended on it. Sunghoon was one of the orphan kids who got adopted recently, whose home was only a few blocks away from the orphanage. Jay halted his work, placing the tool beside him.

"Haven't seen you in a while, what brings you here?" He raises his eyebrow. Sunghoon holds onto his knees as he catches his breath, before uttering words that shattered Jay's heart into pieces.

"No, it can't be." He refuses to believe it, shaking his head aggressively as tears welled in his eyes. It felt as if he was pierced so deeply in the chest with a dagger, so agonizingly painful.

"It is true, they took Y/N to the palace to become the prince's bride. It's been the talk of the town all morning." Sunghoon is sad for his friend, knowing his feelings for her all along.

"No! Y/N wouldn't do that, she wouldn't leave just like that. No." Jay cried and ran his way back to the orphanage, leaving his belongings behind.

He enters the orphanage, screaming for your name.

"Noona? Noona! I'm here, I'm here now. Noona? Where are you?" He kept on calling for you, his voice breaking as tears blurred his vision. The sisters tried to calm him down but he shoved their hands away from him.

"No! It can't be, she couldn't have left. Please tell me she didn't leave, please." Jay crumbled as he called your name over and over in agony. He begged for everything to be just some sick joke, a prank you planned to get back at him for always being so mean to you.

"Y/N." He choked out before everything spiraled infront of him and went black.

[yong-bbokari]

a/n: so, I was bored and then decided to write this for some reason. Just to remind you guys, this is my opinion. But if you guys have any other thoughts, feel free to tell me what you think. Politely, please.

i think the original idea to this came from tik tok but I cannot remember who's the OP. I'm sorry.

There's an YouTube link of the song on the titles if you guys want to listen.

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BTS as Arctic Monkeys songs.

TAEHYUNG

Song: Arabella

Album: AM

...

"(That's magic) in a cheetah print coat

(Just a slip) underneath it I hope

(Asking if) I can have one of those

(Organic) cigarettes that she smokes

(Wraps her lips) 'round a Mexican coke

(Makes you wish) that you were the bottle

(Takes a sip) of your soul and it sounds like

Just might have tapped into your mind and soul

You can't be sure"

YOONGI

Song: One For The Road

Album: AM

...

"So we all go back to yours

And you sit and talk to me on the floor

There’s no need to show me round, baby

I feel like I’ve been here before

I’ve been wondering whether later

When you tell everybody to go, will you pour me one for the road?

The mixture hits you hard

Don’t get that sinking feeling, don’t fall apart

Some out of tune guitar

Soundtrack to disaster"

JIMIN

Song: Dangerous Animals

Album: Humbug

...

"Been fighting with my sheets and nearly crying in my sleep

Yes I'm battling that well told gripe

The most frustrating type

You should have racing stripes

The way you keep me in pursuit

You sharpen the heel of your boot

And you press it in my chest

And you make me wheeze

Then to my knees you do promote me

I'm pinned down by the dark"

NAMJOON

Song: Fire and The Thud

Album: Humbug

...

"And does burden come to meet ya

If I've questions of the feature that rolls on your dream reel?

The day after you stole my heart

Everything I touched told me it would be better shared with you

And now you're hiding in my soup

And this book reveals your face

And you're splashing in my eyelids

As the concentration continually breaks"

HOSEOK

Song: All My Own Stunts

Album: Suck it And See

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"Been watching cowboy films, on gloomy afternoons

Tinting the solitude

Put on your dancing shoes

And show me what to do

I know you've got the moves

All my own stunts

High noon changed it's tune

Linking arms, syncing hearts"

SEOKJIN

Song: Batphone

Album: Tranquility Base Hotel + Casino

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"It's the big night in Tinsel City

Life became a spectator sport

I launch my fragrance called Integrity

I sell the fact that I can't be bought

Have I told you all about the time that I got sucked into a hole

Through a handheld device?

I will flashback now and again, but I'm usually alright

Thankfully, the process has been simplified

Since the last time you tried"

JUNGKOOK

Song: Stop The World Cause I Wanna Get Off With You

Album: Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High

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"Well I know that getting you alone isn't easy to do

With the exception of you I dislike everyone in the room

And I don't wanna lie, but I don't wanna tell you the truth

Get the sense that you're on the move

And you'll probably be leaving soon

So I'm telling you,

Stop the world 'cause I wanna

Get off with you"

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I really hope you guys enjoyed this. Please, feel free to request anything.

[rnufharose]

Chapter 12

Words: 2.2k

Warnings: None

︻デ═一 ♥

Haneul bowed before the three males that accompanied Sehun, her eyes darting toward the man with cat-like eyes, then the tall one from hours ago—Chanyeol—and the third man who was much shorter. He was more like a boy than a man, his eyes twinkling and his smile wide.

"Annyeonghaseyo!" Baekhyun greeted cheerfully, not minding that his voice had slightly cracked during his greeting. "Wow... you really are pretty. My name's Baekhyun, want to be friends?"

"You remember me, right?" Chanyeol showed off his dimples while he smiled. "I'm sorry I lied to you too... but really, I want you to be safe too. Sehun-ah may look scary but he's very kind and loyal. When he takes care of someone, he is very gentle and loving."

"I'm Kim Minseok, but you can call me Xiumin oppa," the eldest of the four males walked toward her, chuckling a bit before patting her head. "You must have been very lonely here... Sehun-ah," he scolded the youngest gently, looking over his shoulder. "You should have stayed here with her... we could have handled FT. It's not right to leave a girl alone at home..."

Even though he was right, Sehun knew she wouldn't want to be in the same room with him if they were alone. It only made his heart shatter again, but he managed to push away the unpleasant feelings in his chest and speak toward the girl, "I'm sorry this is so sudden... I thought maybe having some more people to talk to could make you feel less scared."

He was right. She wasn't feeling very afraid right now. Even though he tricked her, Chanyeol was smiling at her, Baekhyun was buzzing with excitement, eager to talk to her, and Xiumin was very affectionate. Haneul remained silent, and the eldest gestured first her to go toward the living room.

"Why don't you make yourself comfortable? Standing isn't good," he spoke gently.

"Right! Come this way into the living room, Haneul!" Baekhyun said still holding his smile. He loved that he potentially had a new friend, but she just needed to warm up to him first.

Sehun stepped out of the way so she could follow after Baekhyun and Xiumin. He figured if she could get accustomed to his friends, maybe that would be enough to convince her to finally look at him and trust him. Chanyeol sat down across from the three of them with Sehun beside him, looking over the girl again. She sat with her eyes on the coffee table, her hands in her lap and her body was only a little stiff. Vivi leaped onto the couch and sat on Sehun's lap silently, his fingers absentmindedly stroking his fur.

"So, how old are you?" Xiumin asked her, hoping to ease the tension by asking her personal questions, wondering what her interests were.

"Twenty-two," she answered once she faced him. "I was born in ninety-eight, but I was able to go to school with the kids that were born in ninety-seven."

"Ah, so cool! You must be so smart!" Baekhyun cooed from his spot. "What did you study while in undergrad?" He sat forward, resting his chin in his hands.

"I studied music. I only graduated recently," Haneul replied. "I love to sing and play the piano. I was thinking of becoming an artist but things didn't go as planned. Instead, I sing at The Magic Shop. My friend owns that club." Xiumin looks very handsome, she thought as he watched her with intent. And Baekhyun... kind of reminds me of Taehyung. Chanyeol looks like a restless puppy...

"Musically gifted huh?" Xiumin chuckled, jerking a thumb toward the tall, dimpled male across from them, "Chanyeol is musically gifted too. He can play drums, piano, and guitar."

"Yeah, I taught myself, but I can't read music," he laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. "I'm sure you can though. Maybe you can teach me next time!"

Sehun smiled slightly, happy that she was warming up to them. Having his older brothers come along turned out to be a good idea after all. She just needed someone to socialize with to feel more comfortable. "Perhaps you'd consider playing for us one day?" He asked, finally joining in on the conversation. He looked at her curiously, the cold look from earlier in the night completely gone. He was fascinated that in such a short time, he'd learned so much more about her. He'd have to repay his friends later.

"That's a great idea, Sehun-ah!" Baekhyun agreed. "Sehun loves music as well. He usually does dance routines and choreography work for songs he really likes." He said to the brunette, who heard the hitman's question, glancing his way, but the moment she saw his face, she averted her gaze, her knuckles going white and her body tense.

"H-Hey," Xiumin began, hoping to cut the tension that filled the air. "it's okay," he held her arm, smiling at her in assurance. "No one is here to hurt you. Sehun is a good guy. Go on, take a look at him. You'll find he looks like a little boy more than a man."

"Minseok hyung is right," Chanyeol said. "In time, he'll be running after you like a baby chick just to get your attention. He's got a very cute face!"

"Just one itty bitty look?" Baekhyun tried as well along with the others. "He really is a sweet guy. I mean he has a fluffy white cloud for a dog!"

"Haneul..." Sehun called out softly to her. He was beginning to feel sad knowing that she still couldn't look at him even after bonding with the others. His brows furrowed slightly, his eyes becoming narrow, and he didn't know how else to help her feel safe around him.

Haneul listened to their pleas, unsure if she could fulfill what they asked of her. After what happened in the alleyway days prior, all she could see was that cold glance. She wanted to hide, disappear so she wouldn't have to be afraid, but at the same time, she knew she couldn't stay like this forever. She would have to face him eventually. Maybe one look didn't mean he would kill her.

She slowly looking up, and she was met with Sehun's face. His eyes were dark but shone like stars, and his hair was black as night. His skin was pale, his nose tall and his lips thin, his features mature and chiseled, and his expression not so cold or murderous. In fact, he looked... normal. He didn't look as scary as she thought he was.

Sehun smiled a little more now that she had finally looked at him. She'd gone as far as to look him in the eye. Knowing this made some of the weight on his shoulders lift.

"That's better, isn't it?" Xiumin smiled between the two of them, content that she mustered up the courage to look at him. "She's much prettier when she looks at you, huh Sehun?"

"I agree with Minseok hyung, she does," Chanyeol have a single, firm nod, sitting back against the couch.

"There's still one thing missing though," Baekhyun squinted his eyes, looking over the girl's face with a hum. "It's the most important thing of all!"

"Smile!" The eldest male sang to her. "A pretty girl like you has got to have a pretty smile."

For a moment, Haneul wondered if she was capable of truly smiling again. After everything she had been through, she thought she couldn't smile anymore. However, these men thought she was capable of it, so she decided to humor them. Her lips tugged gently, and she smiled at Sehun, feeling her own heavy burden being lifted off her shoulders.

The raven-haired hitman couldn't help but stare at her now. He thought she was beautiful before, but now he was sure of it. It was like looking back at all the old photos from her house on the day of her grandmother's funeral. Her smile was beautiful in the photos, but in person, it was absolutely gorgeous. He was able to witness it now, and he hoped she would do so more often. "I like it when you smile. You look prettier."

"And here I thought I had the cutest smile. Looks like I've been beaten, so I give the title over to you!" Baekhyun clapped his hands together, and they all broke into laughter.

Sehun listened to her break into giggles, and he found the very sound to be cute like soft bells chiming. Just listening to her laugh made his heart skip a beat, and one single thought crossed his mind at that moment. She's happy.

︻デ═一 ♥

Hours later, after the three of them left, Haneul gave them one last bow before watching them leave, and she was alone in the apartment again with Sehun and Vivi. This time, she didn't run into her room and hide. She decided to stay out, her gaze trained on Sehun's back.

"Did you enjoy meeting them?" Sehun asked, facing her after he closed the door and locked it. "Sorry if they were a bit overwhelming. They can be a handful. And don't even get me started when Minseok hyung, Baekhyun hyung, and Jongdae hyung are together."

"It's fine... I enjoyed meeting them," she said, looking up at him again. The more she looked at him, the more she realized how sweet he looked. Right now, she noticed how his eyes turned into crescents when he smiled. It was as if he was a completely different person. She felt guilty for not looking at him before and even thinking that he would try to kill her.

He looked her over once more now that she was looking at him without cowering away. Her petite frame stood elegantly in a very proper manner, her healthy, long brown hair tumbled down her shoulders and back, shining in the light, and her beautiful eyes were like sweet chocolates, shining brightly with a lively innocence. Sehun cleared his throat and looked away, hoping to not scare her again with his excessive staring. "You must be tired. Why don't you get some sleep. I still have some work to do so I'll be up a little longer."

"Alright," she nodded, clasping her hands in front of her. "And... you make sure to get some sleep too," she proceeded to walk toward her room before coming to a stop, turning to face him once more. "Also... if you'd like, you can call me Neullie..."

"Neullie..." He tried out her nickname, which rolled off his tongue effortlessly, sounding rather pleasant. It was endearing, just like her, and he liked it. "Alright... Good night, Neullie."

She bowed once more and walked into her room, closing the door behind her, leaving Sehun to be the only one left in the middle of the living room. Vivi walked up to him, standing beside his feet and the raven-haired male glanced at his office. "Come, Vivi..." he mumbled, and the white Bichon followed.

Once he entered his office, Sehun took a seat at his desk, leaning back against the leather rolling chair with a heavy sigh as he recalled the events that transpired today. He realized this wasn't some weird dream. He wasn't living alone anymore. There was a girl four years younger than him staying in the other bedroom, she was the last surviving member of a powerful syndicate she knew nothing about, and he was going to protect her from this day forward.

How will this work...? He thought. He only ever lived with Suho and his family and that was when he was growing up in the Kim estate after they adopted him. As far as he was concerned, Sehun didn't know how to cook or do simple menial chores because the housekeeping staff always handled it. He didn't want Haneul to handle it all but it seemed she would either way. Though having a woman's touch would benefit his life—which wasn't a sexist mindset, not in the slightest—he would have to find some way to make up for his irresponsibilities.

You are such an idiot, he mentally kicked himself. Living off of ramyeon and steamed rice... she's not a prisoner.  You have to make her feel at home, Oh Sehun.

In her new bedroom, Haneul was laying between the sheets again, the comforter pulled up to her chin as she tried to sleep. She too was thinking about the day's events. Yesterday, she was living in the storage room of The Magic Shop before she was almost assaulted, and now, she was living in an expensive penthouse with a gorgeous man who happened to be an enforcer in the mob.

Guess I've been reading too many books, she thought as she hid under the covers. This isn't some stupid Beauty and the Beast scenario... he's just an intimidating guy who works for a powerful family. And you're a girl... who is living... with him... She groaned and burrowed deeper within the comforter. Crap... it is that kind of scenario...

Well into the night, after mulling over every little thing about each other and how they were going to live together, the two of them eventually came to the same thought.

At least we didn't run into a pack of wolves.