【 15 】 E n d - You’re My Target
Summary: You’re an assassin, he’s the man you’re tasked with. What could possibly go wrong?
Pairing: Johnny Seo (NCT) x Reader
Warnings: Contains foul language and mature scenes/topics. Continue at your own discretion.
MASTERLIST | TARGETING TOGETHER CHP 1
"I wanted you to come looking for me, therefore I stirred up quite a fuss in town." His words filled you with dread. What were his intentions exactly? This man stood in front of you was unpredictable in every sense. The way that he could just change his demeanour suddenly was terrifying.
"But why?" You called out to him, desperately wanting some damn answers. This was all too confusing at this point.
Johnny scoffed and began kicking at the sand below him, sarcastically joking "cuz I felt like it". This was something you had never seen before, the way he could just nonchalantly joke about such things made your skin crawl. After all, you were here to finish things as he was your target.
Manipulation is your strong point, you wouldn't be here without it - let alone be with Johnny on 'vacation' together. Yes, you realise that you've had to do some questionable things in order to get where you are but that's all part of the job. Even going as far as to lie to the readers that you were falling in love, to make it convincing enough.
But now you have him where you want him. Alone, perfect.
In all honesty, Johnny doesn't need to justify what he did, there's enough evidence of what he's done back at the headquarters. This would only just add to it.
The comfortable silence shifted to awkwardness after you both are just standing there without doing much. The waves violently causing a scene behind you - filling the awkward atmosphere with at least a pleasant background noise.
He was in the perfect position for you to apprehend his ass, yet you had forgotten one essential item - bullets for your damn gun.
"How about we go for a little walk?" You suggest, trying to hide your true intentions by keeping a straight face and making eye contact with him in order to not shy away.
"I would like that very much" he extended his open palm in response for you to take it - which you ultimately did do.
Keeping up the facade was difficult at times, it's hard to not authentically be in love with someone. However, you had a job to do and he was not going to get in the way.
"Uhh hey can we stop off at the house, I want to change into something more... comfortable." You shot a wink his way, hoping it wouldn't go unnoticed.
He swallowed hard. "Yeah s-sure." his eyes became as bright as the damn moon.
Swiftly you swooped inside the house with indignation and softly closed the door behind you. The panic sets in. "How the fuck am
I supposed to wear something skimpy and hide the gun." To be fair, you brought this on yourself by making it a suggestive comment at the time.
You pull out the various swimsuits that you had brought - a red one piece, a blue bikini and a black two set bikini with a sarong. "Ugh none of these will be good enough to hide it properly but I guess it'll have to be the black one - I'll just stay close by his side."
You slip on the black swimsuit without the sarong at first in order to gear up. You wrap the holster around your thigh tightly in order for it not to fall and reveal your true intentions. Since this holster is a single piece and not attached by a larger belt, the chances of it falling are high.
Lastly, the sarong is attached at the hip - completing the look. You stand back to look at yourself in the mirror - the sarong was unbelievably transparent, you could clearly see what was underneath but hopefully the darkness outside was in your favour tonight.
Now that the gun was loaded, it was go time.
You stop just before opening the door to realise that Johnny has his gun with him - you cannot mess up otherwise it's fatal.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense and you dreaded having to face him.
With a moment of instant motivation- you found the strength to fling the door open and meet Johnny outside.
His eyes shifted up and down your body as you approach him - shyly of course, shielding your arms. This was the first time on this trip that you had worn a bikini so it was new even to you.
His staring caused you to look at the ground and shift awkwardly between your feet. Johnny extended his hand out to reach for yours, you finally flashed him a smile and laced your hand in his.
You both had been through the town to look at all the bright lights illuminating the night sky. Johnny began to stir up a conversation but you could only concentrate on the fact that most likely everyone could see what you were hiding underneath - so you suggested another condition as you both approached the beachside restaurant.
"Maybe we should hit the beach for a swim?" You smugly nudged Johnny as soon as this sentence left your lips. His eyebrows knitted together for a second, wondering what he was going to say until finally a smirk arose from his lips.
"What?" You stare at him, pretending to be oblivious. "There's nothing wrong with going for a swim, get your head out of the gutter!" You playfully hit Johnny on the arm while he began to chuckle in surrender. "Alright, alright (Y/N)..." Johnny's big hand covered the top of yours as his words trailed off as his gaze made its way over to the sandy beach.
The beach was pitch black, no lights whatsoever - one might say very romantic indeed.
At this point you were going to be frank - you enjoyed the evening so far but it was going to get even better.
Your toes sunk into the fluffy yet damp sand as you both walk down the beach together hand in hand. The beach in question was extremely empty so the experience is made even more personal.
To try to make some conversation, you decide to jokingly ask questions about why he staged the whole ordeal. "So, how much did you pay the bar in order to carry out the whole thing!"
Johnny sighed and took a little while to respond.
"Well you see, I had to obviously pay for the damage caused to the ceiling which wasn't too bad. But everyone who 'acted' wanted a small percentage." You pursed your lips together, this man was something else. "Like I said, I did it because I wanted to see what you were capable of and clearly it worked."
You hummed back in response, it still didn't make much sense to you but you decided to still play along.
Quickly diverting the conversation to another area you ask if he wants to go for a swim in the sea.
Quickly checking your phone, you see that you've received a text message from Jaehyun but you decide to ignore it and toss it back onto the dry sand.
You stand back, taking a good look at Johnny while he, himself looks down at his own attire. "I think I'm going to have to strip all down!" he yells out to you, trying to restrict his laughter from erupting into something much larger.
"It's okay! Meet you in the water!" And with that off you trudge further into the sea.
Moments later, Johnny joins you in the water. You both begin to have a water fight by splashing the water as hard as you can into the other persons face.
Your laughing really hard at this point as you instinctively pull Johnny closer by wrapping your arms around his neck and kiss his lips passionately for a few seconds.
With that you steadily pull apart and time crawls to a slow pace as you release your left arm from his neck.
You look Johnny directly in the eye as you tug your gun out of the holster under the water. Aiming the gun at his lower stomach, you cock the gun back and within seconds a muffled gunshot sound could be heard.
You have stopped smiling at this point as you promptly acquire your gun back inside it's holster.
Darkness surrounds Johnny as the blood spills out from his wound as he begins to float away.
Your mission was not to kill him, but to apprehend him so he can be used for questioning. Mission accomplished.
You drag his lifeless body back to shore and apply pressure to his wound using your damp sarong for now. The team would soon be here.
Johnny at this point is grunting and unable to form proper sentences. "I... should've seen... this coming..." his breathless tone makes him for the first time in his mafia career - helpless.
"This is why you should never trust anyone." Your response was short but held a lot of meaning. You sighed as you crouched next to Johnny's taut body.
You take this opportunity to finally chase up on the text message Jaehyun sent you.
"We're on standby. Tell us when."
You promptly reply back to him and within moments armed forces began to sweep through the beach lead by Jaehyun.
They surround you in a circle, all aiming their guns at you two. You slowly rise from the crouching position with your hands up before Jaehyun finally emerges from the green.
"Don't worry guys, she's with us." They all begin to lower their guns as a team approaches Johnny and flips him over to handcuff him. A large groan escapes his lips due to the pain.
Jaehyun strides towards you and pulls you into a rather large hug. "Good work (Y/N), Yamazaki will be pleased to hear about this."
You sink into his arms and sigh, finally glad that it's all over.
You watch as they unexpectedly lift Johnny up to take him away in all his glory.
You jokingly add "we'll see you back in London Johnny."
"So, (Y/N) your flight back to London is scheduled for tomorrow morning along with the rest of the team. We expect you to be ready to go when the time comes. Goodnight." Jaehyun takes off with the rest of the team which leaves you alone on the beach.
You nod back half-heartedly even after he left, only really anticipating a good nights sleep after all of this. You weren't sure if you felt bad yet but it is your job after all.
You look down at yourself after everyone had scarpered - what a night indeed. There were only traces of dried blood on your legs since the water would've washed it off.
You wander aimlessly through town to find your way back to the house, you were exhausted and just needed some sleep.
That night you fell asleep instantly as soon as your head hit the pillow due to all of the events that had taken place in that one single day. You didn't even dream, everything was empty.
Next day you found yourself in a plane, heading back to London. You work here was done, however thoughts began to swirl around your mind as you peer out the tiny, restricted window. Hopefully the agency would keep you safe if Johnny ever did get out. There's no doubt about it that he would hold a grudge - he's just like sort of person.
Back at MI9 your efforts were continuously praised by your boss, you finally proved your worth to the agency. You felt happy and relieved at the same time.
Making your way down in the building to the interrogation rooms, you could hear his voice coming from one of the rooms. You quickly peered inside each room until you finally saw him, handcuffed and looking disheveled. Luckily he couldn't see you though otherwise you really would be dead.
You now had to walk back down the long corridor to the reach the elevator. All of a sudden you heard a door unlocking and that's when you saw him accompanied by two guards.
You froze in shock as you both made eye contact with each other. No words were exchanged as he simply just walked past you. When he was a few meters in front of you, he stopped, turned to face you and said:
"I guess you could say I really was your target then." The guards hustled him to keep going but all you could do was stare aimlessly as he was now a distant figure.
He had used your words from when you were playing pretend and all you could do was just stand there, frozen, unable to move.
You can't let your feelings get in the way of your job, you knew that from the get-go but somehow they still managed to creep their way in.
You're just happy that he is okay.
