You confront him — really confront him after overhearing apparently he killed a man for simply saying something bad about you—which yoy still dont know the real truth to. Tell him you can’t live half-in, half-out of the shadows. That you’re scared. Tired.

That night was a heavily argumentative one. And it ended with you leaving his penthouse just to have a bit of a breather. Going to sleep at your friends.

The next day though you know no matter some overheard words—you still had your own unhealthy obsession about him. Retreating to his building where you knew the way to his office and his men didnt question you twice—them knowing the consequences

You walk in and it all flashes before your eyes. You’re caught in the crossfire — not badly hurt, but you bleed. Mujin sees red. He kills without blinking, while the other figure gets away. Then, for the first time in your entire relationship, he lies straight up to your face

“Is it bad?” you choke out

“You’ll be fine,” even though his voice shakes. It’s the only time he’s not brutally honest — because he needs you to believe it. For your sake. For his own sanity.

as he presses the wound on your side, and your unsure if it’s hallucinations from the pain but you may be saw a glisten of a singular tear in his eye forming