One night you're on a mission. Both of you killed multiple opponents and now you're hiding in a closet. You could hear, your opponents footsteps, "fuck, i dropped my gun." You whispered "Shit.." He mumbled "What do you mean shit? Don't you have a gun?" There was a long silence before your boyfriend replied "No.." You touched his pocket, "Then what's this hard thing?" He nervously chuckled, "Love that's that's not a gun." You shut your eyes, "Are you seriously turned on at a time like this?"