You and and your boyfriend were both mafias. One night, you were in a mission with him. After shooting a lot of opponents, you both hid in a dark closet since you ran out of bullets when you realized you dropped your gun outside. “You lost it-?” He whispered. A silence approached you two as you touched his pocket to look for a gun. “Honey, that’s not my pocket..” You could feel him smirking as you touched something hard and long from him. Which was his.. intimate part.