Once Namjoon had shot the man, multiple gunshots and screams were heard from the lower level of the building.

"Oh, you fucker." Minhyuk sputters, blood coming out of his mouth.

Namjoon saw that he had shot him in the chest, but didn't know if it was a fatal enough hit to kill him. He saw the man inch closer to Y/N and Namjoon starts to point his gun at him again, firing at the same time as the man stabs Y/N with a shard of broken glass. Namjoon watches as blood starts to gush from her stomach and onto the floor. He moves once his senses come back to him, kicking the dead boy away from the girl and slowly picking her up to move downstairs where guns were still firing.

"Namjoon! Let's move!" A voice shouts at him.

"Kill them all." He roars.

"Yes, master Namjoon." The people around him reply in union.

Namjoon hurries to get into his car, seeing Hoseok in the driver's seat still, looking like he wasn't about to do a damn thing. He opens the back door and climbs in, making sure he wasn't putting Y/N in any more pain than she was.

"Holy shit, what happened?" Hoseok asks.

"Shut up and drive." She spits out.

He hurriedly does as he's told, driving away from the massacre that was going down as they headed toward the hospital. Namjoon tries his best not to look at her wounds and only focus on her face, trying to memorize it before she's taken from him.

"Namjoon." Y/N croaks.

"Y/N." He replies.

"When I die, I want you to be the next leader, try not to mess it up." Y/N says, trying not to strain herself too much with words.

"Hey, hey, don't talk like that, you're not going to die. We still have to get married, remember?" Namjoon smiles weakly.

"So your answer is a yes then, that's great to hear, my Joonie." She chuckles softly.

"My Y/N, please don't leave me. Not now." Namjoon tries to hold back his tears but was failing badly.

"You won't lose me now so stop the tears, you're the leader of the mafia, you don't need tears anymore." She replies.

Namjoon opens his mouth to say something when the car suddenly stops and the door bursts open to reveal at least 20 doctors waiting outside.

"Is that Y/N L/N?" The woman asks.

"Yes." Namjoon replies.

"She's safe, we only need 2 doctors now!" The woman yells at the crowd behind her.

She's even infiltrated hospitals.

He looks in awe as the doctors gingerly take her from him, rushing her into the building and into a hallway without giving him a second glance.

"And you are...?" The lady comes back to him.

"Her fiance, Kim Namjoon." Namjoon replies.

"Ah, master Namjoon, it's great to finally meet you." She bows a bit.

He nods in response and she straightens up, leading him to the waiting room only for him to be sitting there for an agonizingly long time. Hours led to multiple days of him being in that waiting room, seeing the L/N family come in and out of the hospital quite a few times.

"Kim Namjoon?" A woman's voice calls to him.

He stands up immediately to see the smiling face of what looks to be Y/N's mom, she makes a gesture telling him to sit back down as she rests next to him.

"She's been asking for you but no one knows who you are so I decided to test my luck by calling out here." The woman chuckles.

Namjoon smiles slightly at her comment and is soothed with the notion that his bride to be wasn't dead. He stays quiet until she's ready to speak again, not wanting to be rude with an elder woman who was very nice to him.

"You seem like a nice boy, Namjoon. I'm glad to welcome you into our family. You do realize what you're getting yourself into, right?" The woman asks.

"Yes, ma'am, I do." He answers.

"Oh, you don't have to call me ma'am dear, we're family now, mom will do." The woman smiles.

He gives her a cheery smile back and hears her gush over his dimples, going on to say that her grandchildren will be the cutest babies in all of South Korea.

"Well, all of that cuteness will be from your daughter, I'll have nothing to do with it." Namjoon laughs.

"Awe, my old heart can't take it. You must be the only one who she has ever truly loved." Her mom says.

And she will be the only one I'll ever be serious about.

He wasn't going to say that out loud, no, he didn't want Y/N's mom knowing that he was a fuckboy, she wouldn't like him if she knew. So he stays silent, thinking about her impact not only on him but on everyone around her. The doctors were worried about her and every member in the gang cares deeply about her, maybe she really is doing good within the city and not just bad.

"Would you like to see her my dear?" She speaks up.

"Can I?" Namjoon asks.

"Of course, she has lost a lot of blood and she had lots of glass stuck in her wound that the doctors made sure were all out before closing her up." She explains.

They stand and make their way toward her room when a large man in a black suit came out of the small area. He stops as soon as he sees Namjoon walking toward him, allowing him to walk up to the window to look at his daughter through the blinds.

"Kim Namjoon?" He asks.

"Yes, sir?" Namjoon turns to look at the large man next to him.

The man stays silent, looking him up and down, deciding if he was fit to marry his daughter. He brings his eyes to connect with Namjoon's, seeing the genuine worry behind the fierceness in his chocolate orbs.

"Welcome to the family son." The man smiles and pats Namjoon's shoulder.

"Thank you sir." Namjoon smiles back.

The man nods and the phone rings, making him leave to take it. Namjoon takes this as a chance to go inside the room, seeing Y/N hooked up to every kind of wire in the building. Okay, maybe he was being a bit dramatic, there weren't that many wires. He made his way to the chair next to the bed, looking at her sleeping form while plopping himself down beside her.

"I don't know if you're unconscious or just asleep but you don't have to wake up to listen to me." Namjoon starts.

He wasn't really expecting an answer so he didn't know what made him stop talking, maybe he was just looking for a sarcastic remark out of her. The soft beeping of the heart monitor was all he got and he sighs, finding it harder to talk the more he looks at her.

"I almost lost you. You know that? Hoseok told me everything by the way. At first I thought you were a bad guy, leading a big mafia and all but now that I know what you really do I guess you could say you're god and the devil at the same time, if that makes sense. Like you create peace and create your own war at the same time. What I'm trying to say is, I admire you, Y/N. I've never admired anyone like I've admired you and I've never really loved anyone either. You're my first real girlfriend, Y/N and with this marriage I know you'll be my last. I love you very much, please don't ever forget that." Namjoon says.

He stops talking and listens to the heart monitor, really not knowing where to go with the hole he's dug himself into.

"Aish, if only you were awake so you could criticize me on something, I miss the snarkiness." He chuckles to himself.

"Snarky huh?" She chuckles slightly beside him.

He looks beside him to see her smiling at him with her eye wide open, standing up to hug her semi tightly to not hurt her and kisses her cheek before pulling away with tears in his eyes.

"You almost lost me? My poor Joonie, I've been through a hell of a lot worse." She smiles.

"Not with me though. Please refrain from dying on my watch again, I don't know if I could ever handle watching you die." Namjoon says.

"Hey, what did I say, no tears, you're a leader now. People won't respect a crybaby now will they?" She asks.

"No, I guess not." Namjoon admits.

"So, I guess there's only one question that needs to be asked now." Y/N says.

"Hmm? What's that? I already said I'd marry you." Namjoon asks, tilting his head in confusion.

"I know that you dork, I mean the question of when the wedding is going to be." She smiles.

"How about tomorrow?" Namjoon asks.

"Tomorrow sounds good." Y/N smiles.

"Maybe then I'll get you a new porn book as a wedding gift." Namjoon winks.

"And I'll give you exactly what you've always wanted." Y/N says.

"And what is that?" Namjoon raises an eyebrow.

"Me." She smiles.

"I mean, you're not wrong." Namjoon smiles, leaning over her body.

"Kiss me, fuckboy." She says, a smile covering her entire face as she bites her lip

"Anything for you...master."

THE END