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Gunslinger! Dami - Glitter ‘n Gold

A/N: Hi guys, girls, and non-binary pearls! I cannot believe that it's been a year since Shoot To Kill has come out. Where has the time gone?!?!? Anyways, that is currently my favorite Dami fic (currently is the key word because y'all are in for a treat come Dami's birthday 😉), so I had to write some additional fluff for it! It isn't as long as the original, but I love it just the same. ❤️ (Random fun fact: Shoot To Kill was the first fic of mine that included curse words lol.)

TW: Heavy spoilers for the first part, guns, barfights, someone gets shot, doctors, needles, threats, blood, a lil' angst but mostly fluff, cursing, attempted use of Southern slang, someone is also held against their will and interrogated, Villain! SuA (obviously she doesn't act like this irl, it's just for the sake of the story and ✨️ dramatic tension ✨️)

Summary: Our favorite gunslinger comes back into town - only to meet up with an old "friend" who isn't about exchanging pleasantries. After a quick scuffle and a trip to the doctor's, Dami has to take care of business on a trip that was supposed to be about being around you. That, however, does not stop Dami from pulling you deeper into her orbit and the world that she lives in as someone who's sworn to protect this stretch of the world from the bandits who have been hurting them for years.

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“Put your goddamn hands in the air!” The brown-haired woman with the bandana over her mouth screams.

Gahyeon side-eyes you before placing her hands in the air. You, on the other hand, scoff and shake your head.

“You pesky bandits never learn your lesson, huh? Pathetic.” You spit at the woman’s shoes, and she angrily grabs the fabric of your shirt.

“Do you have a death wish?”

“Yeah, Y/N, do you?” Gahyeon jokingly asks as you watch her grab a gun from under the counter.

The woman focuses her attention on you as she pulls her mask down.

“Do you know who I am?”

“Am I supposed to?” You roll your eyes before the woman presses the barrel of her gun to your forehead.

You nervously bite your lip as she harshly laughs.

“Now you’re scared, huh? I’ll cut to the chase - tell your woman that she owes us money for the services we provided her with or next time, we take your body as payment.”

“What woman are you talking about? A lot of women find me charming, if you know what I mean~” You wiggle your eyebrows at her as she scoffs.

“God, you really are dumb! I’m tellin’ the boss about this, I hope you know.”

Gahyeon brandishes her gun and points it in the direction of the woman.

Unfortunately for you, the woman buries the barrel into your hair before turning the two of you towards Gahyeon.

“I wouldn’t try nothin’, miss, unless you want a bullet in their pretty lil’ skull.”

The doors to the saloon slam open, and you dryly laugh as Gahyeon gasps.

“Put the gun down, SuA.” Dami says before aiming her own gun towards SuA.

SuA chuckles before turning you and her towards Dami.

“Do you have the money you owe us, sweetheart?”

Dami scoffs at the thought.

“As if I’d give common thieves any of my hard-earned money.”

“And to think that long ago, we used to be sisters, Dami. What happened?”

“I changed and became a better person. You didn’t.”

Dami sighs before she turns the safety off on her gun.

“Last chance, SuA. Put the damn gun down. I’m not playin’ your games.”

SuA lets out a villainous laugh.

“I don’t think you understand what’s going on here. I have something you want, right?” She gently traces your face with the barrel of her gun, and you flinch as the gun stops right under your chin.

Dami looks unbothered, but her grip on the weapon in her hands has tightened a lot.

“If you harm even a single hair on their head, I’ll tell Siyeon everything.”

SuA stops at the mention of that name.

Who are either of these women, and why are they coming after me and Dami?

“You wouldn’t dare.” She hisses, but Dami does not give in.

“Try me. You know how good my words are, SuA.”

SuA pauses for a moment before shaking her head.

“Boss’ll have my head in a noose, so I’m afraid that I can’t help you there, Dami. It was nice seeing you, though.”

Within a second, SuA pulls her gun away from you, turns toward Gahyeon, and fires the gun in her direction. Gahyeon screams in pain when the bullet hits her, and she drops the gun. Another shot is fired, but your ears are still ringing from the last one, so you can’t tell if it’s from SuA or Dami.

What you do know is that SuA’s grip on you has lessened, so you throw your elbow into her stomach. She stumbles back and lets go of you, which allows you to grab the gun that Gahyeon dropped.

You look at Gahyeon, who holds her bleeding arm. She musters a smile, and you reciprocate one back to her.

“Get her back for me, ok?”

You toss her a nearby bar towel before nodding.

��Keep pressure on the wound. I’ll be back in a second.”

You turn back to see Dami and SuA walk towards each other. SuA tosses her gun on the ground, and a wicked smile is on her face.

“No guns, okay? Let’s have a bar fight, like the good ol’ times.”

Dami sighs before discarding her gun as well.

“I’m not showing you any mercy.”

“I wouldn’t expect you to.” SuA looks over to you with that sickening smile on her face. “You can shoot me after we’re done, sweetheart. I just want to give her the beatin’ that my boss asked me to give her.”

Dami softly laughs.

“You’ve never won a bar fight before, SuA.”

“I’ve never won a drunken bar fight.” SuA corrects Dami before raising her fists up. “Let’s dance.”

You cautiously set the gun down as Gahyeon winces.

“You doin’ ok?”

“Not really. It’s not everyday you get shot, ya know?” She laughs before hissing in pain. “Why aren’t you watchin’ the fight?”

“I don’t want to, Gahyeon. Simple as that.”

“Yeah, I don’t know if I would want to see my girlfriend kick someone’s ass, either.”

You glance back at Sua and Dami, only to see that SuA has already been knocked to the ground.

That didn’t take long.

“What’re you gonna do, Dami? Kill me? We both know you don’t have the guts to do that.” SuA weakly says as Dami smirks before pulling SuA’s hair so their eyes would meet.

“Of course not. I’m just going to send a message.”

“And that would b-” SuA isn’t able to finish her sentence as Dami lands another punch, which knocks her out.

You wince and Gahyeon cheers as Dami lets go of her.

You immediately stand up and walk towards her. When you get close, Dami visibly relaxes before grabbing your waist. You cup her face and stare into her eyes for much longer than you probably should have.

“Oh, Dami…” You trail off as you notice a small cut on her lip.

“She played dirty. If you knew her, it wouldn’t surprise you.” Dami shows you a small cut on her hand before pointing to the small blade in SuA’s hand.

“I’m glad you’re okay.” You softly mutter before pressing a kiss to her cheek. “I worry about you a lot, Dami.”

A light smile plays on her face.

“Me too, Y/N, me too.”

“HELLOOOOO?!?!” Gahyeon yells. “Listen, lovebirds, I’d love to sit and watch you flirt with each other, but I am currently bleeding out and I think your happy lil’ reunion can wait a few moments!!”

“My goodness, Dami, you really ought to send a letter the next time you come to town. That’s so I can prepare myself for any bodily harm that comes my way.” Gahyeon jokes as you and Dami carry her to the doctor’s in the dead of the night. “I thought gettin’ beat up was bad, but man, does a bullet to the arm hurt like a bitch!”

“Yeah, that’s why people usually try to avoid being shot.” You dryly comment, which causes Dami to laugh.

“You didn’t even sweat when she held a gun to your temple, Y/N! Believe it or not, some of us actually fear death!” Gahyeon angrily says before loudly huffing. “JiU’s gonna kill me…”

“No, she’s going to sigh deeply and give you a disappointed look.” You correct Gahyeon, who shakes her head.

“Yeah, and then I get lectured for an hour to ‘make more responsible decisions’.” Gahyeon rolls her eyes at those last few words.

“Is she wrong, though?” You tease as Gahyeon scoffs.

“Your girlfriend-”

“-saved our asses, so I’d be saying ‘thank you’ instead of whinin’ and complain’.”

“Ugh, fine,” Gahyeon tilts her head towards Dami, “thanks for helping, I guess.”

“It’s my pleasure, Gahyeon, although I wish you hadn’t gotten shot.”

“Me too!” Gahyeon exclaims as you hold back your laughter.

“Is this… JiU a friend of yours?” Dami asks, and you nod.

“Yeah, she’s just a few years older than us. When we were kids, JiU used to babysit and take care of Handong, Gahyeon, and I when we were ill. If you had known her for as long as Gahyeon and I have, you’d see why being a doctor is right in her wheelhouse.”

Gahyeon’s eyes shine with excitement.

“Y/N, do you think she has the cherry lollipops?”

You can’t help but laugh at Gahyeon’s cuteness.

“You’ll have to just wait and see.”

Gahyeon pouts, and you find that the three of you have started walking in a comfortable silence. That gives you time to think, but you’re not sure if that’s a good thing or not.

SuA knew Dami… I wonder if that was one of the members of the outlaw gang that Dami was once a part of. It feels improper to ask now, but I want to bring it up sooner rather than later.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Dami asks, and you offer her a warm smile.

“It’s nothing, really.”

“Are you sure? You looked deep in thought.”

Should I say something now, or should I wait?

You shake your head before responding.

“Yeah, I’m good, Dami. Thanks for asking, though.”

The three of you stop at JiU’s front door. You carefully lean forward and knock on the door while trying to balance Gahyeon in yours and Dami’s arms.

“You think she’s up?” Gahyeon softly asks before you hear shuffling come from the inside of the house.

“Well, she is now.” You mutter before JiU opens the door.

She sighs deeply before opening the door wide enough for the three of you to enter.

“Set her in the guest bedroom. I’ll grab my supplies from the bathroom.” JiU instructs as you and Dami head towards the bedroom.

Once you reach the bed, you both gently set Gahyeon down. You roll your shoulders a couple of times in order to get the pain out of them, but Dami seems completely unaffected by the matter.

“I’m back.” JiU says while entering the room. “Where’s the wound?”

“Right forearm.” Gahyeon says before untying the towel from the wound.

JiU gasps before opening her medical bag.

“This is going to hurt, Gahyeon, but bear with me.”

“I’ll do my best, doc!” Gahyeon gives her a cheerful smile as you walk over to Dami.

“Can we talk in private for a moment?” You softly say, as not to alarm Gahyeon or JiU.

“Not a fan of medical procedures?” Dami teasingly smiles at you, and you shake your head at her.

“C’mon- I’m serious, honey.” You calmly say.

“Lead the way, darlin’.”

You take her hand before turning to JiU.

“I’ll make you a cup of tea as thanks, JiU.”

“I’d appreciate that, Y/N, because I don’t think Gahyeon wants me putting stitches in her while I’m still tired.”

“I need stitches!?!?” Gahyeon yells before squirming on the bed.

“-And that’s our cue to leave.” You blow a kiss to Gahyeon, who rolls her eyes at you, and you then exit with Dami in tow.

As soon as you’re out of earshot of JiU and Gahyeon, the question that’s been on your mind comes straight out of your mouth.

“You knew SuA on a personal level, right?” You stop walking once you reach the kitchen, and you let go of Dami’s hand as you throw a couple of pieces of firewood into the barely-lit fireplace.

“I’d figured you or Gahyeon would ask, but yes, I was friends with her when we were in that outlaw gang.”

“Why didn’t you tell me that you owed them money, Dami?” You gently ask before grabbing a kettle from a cupboard.

“I don’t owe them anything, sweetheart.” Dami lightly scoffs. “Is that what she told you?”

“Yeah, and something else.” You mutter under your breath as you grab some tea leaves from a jar on the counter.

“What else did she tell you? I know for a fact that SuA is not a woman who just shows up and demands payment.”

“I- She-” You bite your lip and sigh before filling the kettle with water. “She said that if you didn’t pay them, they’d take me as payment the next time she showed up.”

Dami immediately walks over to you with a worried look on her face.

“What!? Are you serious?”

“Yes, Dami, I am!” You turn to her with tears in your eyes. “They said they’d kill me!”

You place the kettle down before Dami pulls you into her arms.

“Oh, my love… I can’t imagine what you were thinking at that moment.”

“I’m scared, honey, I really am. Gahyeon might think I’m fearless, but she doesn’t know that I put up one hell of a front for her sake.”

Dami gently runs one hand through your hair as another rubs your back.

“I’ll take care of this, I promise.”

“Are you going to leave me again, Dami?” You gently ask while looking her in the eyes.

She shakes her head before reassuring you.

“If I go anywhere, you’re coming with me. I refuse to have any harm come to you or anyone you care about.”

“Dami!” You exclaim before letting the tears fall down your face.

“I’m right here, Y/N.” She softly whispers. “I’ll always be here when you need me most.”

You link arms with Dami as she carries a tray of full tea cups.

“Thank you, Dami.” You say before opening the door for her.

She offers you a slight smile before turning to JiU.

“Here’s your tea, JiU.”

“Ah, thank you, Y-” She pauses while reaching for the cup. “I’m sorry, but I don’t believe we’ve met before.”

“That would be correct.” Dami sets a tea cup on the nightstand for Gahyeon before offering you one.

You warmly smile at her before taking the cup from her hands. Dami grabs the final cup and sets the tray down as JiU takes a sip of the tea.

“That’s a good thing because being someone I know is not a good thing.” JiU jokes as Gahyeon softly whines.

“JiU, you’re so mean to me!”

“I think you’re forgetting that I haven’t even told you off yet…”

You watch Gahyeon becomes pale at the thought of one of JiU’s lectures.

“Sorry, JiU.” Gahyeon curtly responds.

“This is Dami,” You say to JiU, “and she’s the girl I’ve been talking to you about.”

“Ah, I see. You’re the one she’s been hopelessly in love with for so long. I’ve been wondering when I would meet the person who made Y/N write all of those love letters~” She teases you as you start to stammer.

“Ji-JiU!”

“I found them to be quite endearing and charming, like Y/N themselves.” Dami wistfully says.

You nearly spit out your tea as Gahyeon laughs at you.

“Aww, is our Y/N flustered?”

“You better watch it before I tell JiU to add more alcohol to your wound.” You say as Gahyeon shrinks into herself.

“There’s no need to be violent, you two.” JiU warns before pulling out a needle and thread.

“Oh God, this is the worst part!” Gahyeon laments as you reach over and squeeze her hand.

“Good luck, Gahyeon. I think you’ll have earned yourself a couple of cherry lollipops after all of this.”

“No, Y/N, I want the whole bag!” She yells as you set your tea cup on the nightstand, right next to Gahyeon’s cup.

Dami places one hand on your shoulder before wrapping the other around your waist.

JiU smiles at the two of you before beginning to work on Gahyeon.

“You, Y/N, and your lover are too cute!”

“That was fuckin’ awful!” Gahyeon mutters as JiU puts the last of her equipment away.

“Do I need to lecture you about your language too, or is the one about your personal safety enough?”

Gahyeon nervously laughs before profusely apologizing, and JiU chuckles before shushing her.

“I was kidding, Gahyeon. I think the bullet wound is enough of a consequence for you.”

“Do we need to look out for any infections, JiU?” You softly ask.

“No, but I appreciate the concern for Gahyeon’s well-being.” JiU sends a sharp, noticeable glare to Gahyeon before continuing. “She can stay with Yoohyeon for the time being.”

“Yoohyeon?! Does this mean I have to eat her cookin’?”

“Be nice, Gahyeon, especially since she offered to take you in.” JiU softly says.

“I can’t take her to my place?” You ask, and Dami confusedly looks at you.

“Your place?”

“Yeah,” You smile at her for a moment, “I finally got the courage to get my own place. It’s right in town, too.”

“That’s great, Y/N.”

Dami’s encouraging smile makes your heart flutter, and Gahyeon smirks before laughing.

“I guess all of those talks about marriage and settling down weren’t just empty promises~”

“Gahyeon!” You yell before looking away in embarrassment. “I think she’s feelin’ well enough to walk herself to Yoohyeon’s house.”

“I agree. I can take her there, though, if you want.” JiU offers, but Dami is quick to respond.

“We’re going to need you to come with us.”

“And why would that be?” JiU asks.

Dami shakes her head.

“Somebody had to give her the bullet wound, and I think Y/N will agree with me that they’re in much worse shape than Gahyeon is.”

“Oh my God…” JiU trails off as she notices SuA tied to a chair in the back of Handong’s bakery. “What did Gahyeon do to her?”

“That wasn’t Gahyeon, doc.” You mutter as JiU gasps.

“Dami, you…” JiU trails off as Dami looks away in shame. “You know what? It doesn’t matter. I just need to fix her up and then I’m free to go, right?”

You hum in response, and JiU quickly gets to work as Handong approaches you and Dami.

“You two owe me big time for this one.”

“Yeah, I’m well aware of that, Dongie. What do you need?” You ask.

“I want one of those peacemaker guns that you and Dami have.”

You nod your head.

“I’ll talk to Gahyeon’s dad, and I’ll see what I can get around for ya.”

“Thanks, Y/N.” Handong says before turning to Dami. “It’s been rough around these parts, in case you haven’t heard.”

“In what ways?” Dami softly inquires.

“Well, there’s been more bandits comin’ around and tryin’ to rob me blind. I can’t take it any more, so that’s why I’m askin’ for a gun. Alongside that… business has been slowly goin’ downhill since…” Handong trails off as tears start to build her eyes. “Sorry, I shouldn’t be cryin’ like this in front of you.”

Dami looks towards Handong before looking back at you.

“What happened?”

Of course Dami would want to know. That’s why you and Handong haven’t talked in months, but you don’t want to tell yourself that.

You start to become uncomfortable as Handong wipes tears from her eyes. You wrap your arms around yourself before biting your lip.

“It’s better if Handong explains. It’ll come out worse than I mean if I talk about it.” You explain before glancing at JiU and SuA.

“Y/N, you can talk about-”

“No, Handong, you should talk about her. She’s your grandmother, remember?” You shake your head before sighing. “I’m gonna get some fresh air. You can come and get me when SuA’s conscious.”

You go to walk out, but Dami grabs your arm.

“You don’t want me to go with you?”

“No, you need to hear what Handong has to say.” You squeeze her hand before pulling her hand off of your arm.

You manage to turn away from the both of them before the tears start freely flowing down your face. You make it outside of the bakery before you hurriedly sit on the ground in an effort to calm yourself.

The bright moonlight seems bleak as the rest of the world seems to be silent in the wake of your misery.

It’s only fitting that no one is here to see what I’ve become - what her death has made of the person inside of me.

You pull your knees towards your chest before you close your eyes. The tears won’t stop coming out of your eyes, even as you wish for them to stop.

It’s hard for me to admit that I miss someone who never even really loved me. I was the adopted child - the one she never asked for nor wanted. Ms. Betty always took care of me, even though I wasn’t her favorite. In her own way, she loved me.

…I couldn’t stand to live in the bakery after her death, so I moved out. Handong and I grew apart - we didn’t feel like siblings anymore, and that hurt the most. She was one of the few people that really cared about me, and it’s a tough pill to swallow. We don’t talk or joke everyday like we used to. How has everything changed so much yet so little at the same time?

“Y/N, darlin’, where are you?” Dami’s voice permeates through your thoughts as you open your eyes.

“Over here.” You weakly call out before pulling yourself off of the ground.

You wipe a few tears from your eyes, and you notice that they’ve finally stopped flowing from your eyes. You shiver as a cold breeze suddenly hits you.

Why didn’t I think to keep a jacket with me?

“Y/N, I-” Dami pauses for a moment, “Handong told me everything.”

“I figured.” You mutter softly.

“You’ve changed and gone through so much, my love. I wish I could’ve been there for ya.” Dami steps closer to you as you turn to her.

“How have I changed? Is it a bad thing?” You start to grow worried as Dami quickly grabs your hand.

“No, no… that’s not what I meant. You’ve… matured a lot, even though you were mature when I first met you. Something seemed different about you, but I couldn’t quite place my finger on it.”

You intertwine your fingers with hers as you take your free hand and place it on her cheek. You cup her cheek and begin to absentmindedly rub your thumb back and forth.

“You don’t mind the changes?”

Dami takes her other hand and places it over the one that rests on her face.

“At this point, there’s very little you could say or do to make me love you any less.”

You raise an eyebrow at her statement.

“Are you sure about that?”

“Positively. Unless you’re going to be someone like SuA or any other bandit, then you’ll always be the one for me.”

“You always know just what to say, you know?” You laugh softly as Dami smiles at you.

“It’s a gift that I’m more than happy to spoil you with.”

“Alright, you charmer, let’s go back in before we catch somethin’ out here.” You let Dami guide you back inside, but you stop at the doorway.

Dami notices, and she turns back to look at you.

“Do you need someth-”

You softly kiss her lips before placing one hand on her waist. She responds by kissing your back and placing a hand on your chest.

As you pull back, Dami can’t help but chuckle to herself.

“What’re you laughin’ at, huh?” You jokingly scoff before pushing her away from you.

She can’t help but smile as she pulls you back towards her.

“I might know exactly what to say to you, but you somehow always know what to do in order to make my heart race. Consider yourself lucky, Y/N.”

“Is she up?” You ask as you and Dami re-enter the back of the bakery.

“Why don’t you ask her yourself?” Handong says as JiU backs away from SuA.

“Ah, is this really how you treat your guests? How rude of you, Dami~”

You squeeze Dami’s hand, and she gently squeezes your hand back.

“Who sent you, SuA?”

“Wait, you two know each other?” Handong stares at Dami in disbelief.

“You don’t need to be here, Hando-”

“I’m staying right here as long as SuA, or whoever the hell she is, is in my bakery.” Handong defensively says as JiU waves at you and Dami.

“Let me know if you need me again.” JiU quickly says before slipping out of the bakery.

“Where’s the doc goin’?” SuA asks with a grin on her face. “I enjoyed seein’ her pretty face.”

“JiU has a sixth sense for being able to detect violence before it’s goin’ to happen.” You sternly say as Handong tries to hold back her laughter.

“Yeah, that’s true.”

“SuA, who sent you?” Dami takes a step towards SuA, who simply laughs.

“You and I both know exactly who did it.”

Dami sighs before shaking her head.

“That’s what I was afraid you would say.”

“You mind fillin’ me in here, Y/N?” Handong exasperatedly says.

“Dongie, Dami used to be a part of a group of infamous bandits before she broke off from them. SuA, as you can probably guess, is a member of that group of outlaws.”

“Why didn’t you say that before? I would’ve ended her way before you even got to the doctor’s with Gahyeon!”

“Dami said she wanted to talk to SuA to see if she could get anything out of her.”

“I won’t tell you a damn thing. You can hurt me as you may please, but that won’t stop them from getting them what you owe them.” SuA dryly says.

“What do I owe them, SuA?” Dami probes as SuA scoffs.

“The money for takin’ you in as a runaway. Kids aren’t cheap, ya know?”

“Don’t you make plenty by schemin’ and hurtin’ innocent people?”

“You’re really gonna pull that morality shit on me, huh? Fine, since we’re on the topic of morals… how do you sleep at night, knowin’ you killed a man?” SuA leers, which causes Dami to flinch.

You immediately let go of Dami’s hand before walking towards SuA.

“That’s enough from you.”

“Oh, and what else do you have to say, you-”

SuA stops talking the moment you wrap your fingers around her neck.

“Dami might be nice enough to give you mercy, but I won’t hesitate to put you six feet under if you fuck with me or anyone else I care about again. Are we clear?” You hiss as SuA gets in your face.

“You’re bold, huh? I like people like that~” SuA suggestively raises her eyebrows as you immediately let go of her throat.

“God, you’re disgusting.” You roll your eyes before walking back to Dami.

“Only for you, sweetheart~”

“Okay, now you’ve successfully pissed me off.” Handong steps towards SuA as SuA decides to jeer at Handong.

“What are you going to do to me? You work in a bakery!”

SuA immediately eats her words as Handong slaps SuA across the face. You gasp in surprise as Handong, trying to be intimidating, leans over SuA

“That’s what I’ll do to you, and I won’t hesitate to do more. Like Y/N said, we aren’t the saviors from storybooks with good morals. You mess with the bulls here, and you get stabbed with the horns.” Handong threatens as SuA recovers from the slap.

“Do your worst, bakery girl.”

“Oh, believe me, I will,” She grumbles before walking away from SuA, “but for now, I’ll leave you be.”

“I’m surprised you didn’t try to stop me or Handong.” You mutter under your breath as you take Dami’s hand in yours.

“I don’t think either of you mean what you say, but I can only hope that SuA believes every word of it.” Dami whispers back before rubbing her thumb back and forth across your hand.

“Me too, Dami, me too.”

“What’s the plan now, you guys? Talkin’ didn’t work, and neither did the threatenin’. Guess you all are as useless as you look.”

Ding!

A light smirk plays on your lips as you look towards Handong.

“Won’t you get the door for us, Handong?”

Handong smiles back at you.

“It’d be my pleasure.”

“What are you two doing?” Dami softly asks as SuA looks around the bakery.

“Apparently, Yoohyeon was tryin’ to organize a music festival in town in order to drive more business here. In doing so, she managed to capture the attention of one of the most popular acts out there - The Songbird herself, Siyeon.”

“Siyeon’s here?” Dami asks loudly, and you can’t help but smile as SuA squirms in her seat.

“Yup, she was staying with Yoohyeon for a few days in order to figure out the finer details, but Siyeon was more than happy to come over here when she heard that her beloved SuA was in town.”

“I-I’ll do anything for you guys! Just let me go so she doesn’t know about me bein’ a crook and thief!” SuA yells as she tries and fails to get out of her rope handcuffs.

“You tell your employers that Dami is more than willin’ to pay for the debts if they’ll stop shootin’ and hurtin’ every innocent person just for a chip to cash in.” Dami says as SuA violently shakes her head.

“They’ll never agree to that!”

“Then you better figure out where you’re gonna get that money from… unless you want your head to be on the choppin’ block.”

“Got it! Just let me goooo!” SuA whines as you slowly walk over to her.

“Don’t even think about pullin’ anything, alright?” You mutter before untying her.

SuA nods her head over and over until you’ve finished untying her. Once the final rope lets go of her, SuA immediately runs out towards the front of the bakery.

You hear her excitedly greet someone, and they talk for a little while before leaving the bakery.

“That worked out better than I thought it would’ve.” You say as Dami nods in agreement.

“I couldn’t have done it without you, Y/N. Thank you for stayin’ by my side, and for standin’ up for me. I appreciate it.”

“It’s no problem, Dami… I just wish that you didn’t have to work while you’re visitin’ me.”

“Nothin’ feels like work when I’m with you, darlin’. Besides, don’t you have a house tour to give?”

Your eyes light up in excitement as you start to lead Dami towards the house you own.

“I can’t wait to show you what I’ve done with the place. It really feels like my home now.”

Dami raises an eyebrow at you.

“Don’t you mean our home?”

You look away for a moment, flustered, before smiling at Dami.

“Of course I did! What was I thinking?”

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