Sometimes Johnny felt smothered by all of it. Being part of a gang wasn’t an easy life, but he was in it since birth. It was a family trait after all, so it was passed to him by his father, and his father before him. Those boys weren’t random people put together; they were the offspring of the best hitmen, assassins and martial artists from all Asia. Their fathers made blood oaths, making them closer than brothers. And it all started over five generations ago.
The NCT boys played together as kids, they studied together as teens and now they kill together as young adults. They are all sworn now, all of them tattooed with the three letters in their right inner arm. Since Johnny could remember he never really had a choice, but he didn’t question it. It was the life he was used to anyway. Until he met you.
Johnny was in a mission, his target was a businessman in the blood diamond trade, owner of a fancy, and huge, jewelry store. So day after day he sat in the downtown cafe said businessman dropped by every morning. He studied all his surroundings, picking up the man’s habits and tracing a plan for three months.
But he never counted with the biggest distraction he ever faced. It came to him in the shape of you and your enchanting smile, the way your hair was cutely styled, your beautiful body and alluring eyes. He had been with women before and he wasn’t shy in any way but you made his heart hammer inside his chest like no one ever did. Even the faint smell of your shampoo did things to him that he couldn’t control.
You had a quick breakfast with your father every day in the little cafe, often staying longer after he was gone. And your eyes were drawn to the handsome man, always sitting in a corner. There was something about him that you couldn’t pinpoint exactly, maybe it was the fire you recognized behind his eyes. And even the way his lips gently touched his cup as he swallowed his morning coffee did things to you that you couldn’t control.
So Johnny made a series of errors. Actually he only did things that were completely normal for ordinary people, but for men like him they were fatal mistakes. He asked you out, a simple question on a napkin. He took you to dinner, then the movies. Then he held your hand and kissed you good night. Then he kept seeing you even though it was forbidden. And a relationship bloomed.
You were falling in deep for this man that swoop you off your feet, without a clue to the dangers you were in. Both from your boyfriend and your father.
When the sixth month came and he didn’t complete his mission, his leader summoned him. Taeyong wasn’t the oldest, but he was the leader chosen by the last generation. Johnny was in huge trouble since the NCT leader came in person to talk to him in his assigned location.
“What do you think you’re doing, Johnny boy?”Taeyong asked him, three feet away from him. They were on the top of this abandoned building, not too far from the cafe you two meet, a dark helicopter still running behind the leader.
Johnny had his hands inside his coat pockets and he shrugged. “This guy’s a sleeky eel. It’s been a pain to get him alone”your boyfriend said, telling half the truth. The diamond trafficker indeed was hard to catch, but it wasn’t him that was stalling Johnny. It was his daughter. It was you.

“Let’s cut to the chase, Johnny”he said aloud, trying to beat the noise of the helicopter’s propellers.“I could sum things up with a simple sentence: bros before hoes”he said, stepping closer to his subordinate with an evil smirk. Taeyong got really close to Johnny, shouting in his ear the words that made him sense the fear inside his bones:“But it’s not enough. We’re not just brothers, NCT is your future. Your only possible future. So I’m gonna change the sentence.”Taeyong put a hand on Johnny’s shoulder.“Hopes before hoes. Your dreams should come before some girl you just met.”
Taeyong then patted his shoulder, taking a good look in your boyfriend’s eyes. “I’ll trust you won’t blow your future, right?”he smiled and, with a final pat on Johnny’s cheek, he left, boarding the helicopter.
Johnny watched as his leader disappeared in the night sky, the machine’s lights twinkling with the stars above the city line. Johnny hated himself. He thought he was being careful, that he could protect you, that he could actually have a future with you, something he never even dreamed before. But he was remembered all the pain, all the danger, all the horrible things he had done... All of it was printed inside the tattoo in his right arm in the form of slick thin lines that formed three letters:NCT.
His head throbbed with the echoes of Taeyong’s words. And Johnny walked away, letting his feet guide him.
They took him to your apartment, to the safety of your arms, to the depths withing the crooks of your body, to the delight of your curves, the valley of your breasts. He explored far and wide every inch of you before settling himself between your legs, digging deep and driving you to the sweet ecstasy with the despair and the passion of a convicted man.
He reached elation inside you, filling you up to the brim with his essence, his love and his soul. He was sweaty, his hair sticking to his forehead, his skin glistening to the moonlight. But his eyes were the last thing you remembered before falling asleep, your body still entangled with his and your hearts beating together as one.
What you didn’t notice, however, were the tears hidden with his sweat and the sad rhythm of his chest that was filled with sadness and worry as he watched you sleep peacefully. His hands touched your face and his lips kissed you tenderly, again, wishing you goodnight. But this would be the last time.

Notes

01 Year Anniversary + Birthday Celebration

Tags:NSFW / +18 / angst / smut / gang au - assassin au / forbidden love / reader insert (woman) x idol /
Featuring:Seo Yeongho - Johnny (NCT)
Writer:CL
Word count: 1k words

ATTENTION, PLEASE READ:This is afictional story.Any similarities to real people areunintentional.The authordoes notauthorize thereproduction, reposting, editing or any alterationof this material, fully or partially. The GIF is not mine, credit above.