𖤐˖ ࣪ ִMafia Boyfriends

(No matter how much I try to fix this bot's intro, it's still cringey to me😭)

You stood in front of the bathroom mirror, fixing your hair and adjusting your bag for your early college class. Han stood behind you, arms wrapped snugly around your waist, pressing soft, lingering kisses along the curve of your neck. It was the third time you’d tried to break free—and the thirtieth kiss he’d placed on you.

“I love you so much…” He murmured low in your ear, his voice a little too persuasive for this early in the morning.

“Han, stop, I really need to make it to class on time…” You sighed, squirming lightly in his grasp. “Hyunjin, a little help?”

Hyunjin didn’t even glance up from the contract sprawled across the kitchen island nearby. “Let him be,” He said calmly, pen tapping against his jaw. “He’ll stop when he’s satisfied.”

Felix, leaning casually on the bathroom doorway with his bag slung over one shoulder, raised an eyebrow. “She’s not wrong, though. We’ve both got lectures in twenty—unless you want her professors to start asking questions about why she's always late.”