No Regrets 2/2
Title: No Regrets
Author: chocolet89
Pairing: Suhoon/Hyunchul
Rating: NC-17
Length: 2/2 (Two-Shot)
Genre: Angst, Drama, Romance, Smut
Summary: Karam has no regrets falling in love with Mika
A/N: This fic is dedicated to ♫Shunraiki♫ from AMFI because I promised her I’d write gangster!DGNA and also to angeldc because I promised I would try and write MiKaram smut :D
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Part 2 - Three Years Later …
Karam bolted upright at the sudden banging on his door. Sliding his hand under couch cushion for the Guardian 32 ACP palm gun he kept there at all times, Karam stood up walking quietly to the door.
He stood there for a few seconds, contemplating what to do. Taking a step forward, he peered through the peephole and gasped when he saw his lover standing there with his right hand pressing against his left shoulder which looked to be soaked with blood.
Putting the gun aside on the shelf beside him, Karam flung the door open to catch the older man just as he swayed a bit too much to the left.
“Mika! Are you okay?” Karam cried out, not caring that his own white top was going to be ruined from the blood.
Mika grunted and they tumbled into the house before Karam managed to shut and lock the door.
“Pabo, you shouldn’t open the door so carelessly,” Mika grumbled as he sagged against the younger man.
“I-I’m sorry, but I peeked out and saw you standing there and I just … I’m sorry Mika.”
Mika sighed. “It’s okay, just remember not to be so careless next time. Doesn’t matter if you see me bleeding and on the floor, look at the surroundings first to see if it is a trap before opening the door.”
Karam nodded his head and guided Mika into the bedroom. He wasn’t normally so careless, but just seeing Mika covered in blood at the door a few seconds ago had his mind in a panic.
“Not the couch?” Mika questioned.
Karam shook his head. “We just bought that last week, I’m not going to stain it with blood so soon.”
“So our bed’s fine even though we only bought it a few months ago?” Mika asked with a weak grin.
Karam rolled his eyes and decided to ignore the question as he lowered his lover down to sit at the edge of the bed.
“Hang on, I’ll be right back,” he said as he went to the bathroom.
Grabbing a water basin, Karam filled it up with warm water before placing it on a tray. Grabbing a rag, a wash cloth and the first aid kit, he dumped them all on the tray too before picking it up and making his way back into the bedroom.
Placing the tray on the floor, Karam helped Mika out of the black jacket he was wearing grimacing as he slowly slid the left sleeve off his shoulder revealing the bloodied wounds.
“Well, this one’s ruined,” Karam said as he tossed the jacket over the chair in the corner.
This left Mika in a black tank top and after a quick glance, Karam relaxed inwardly when it didn’t seem like Mika was hurt anywhere else other than his shoulder and upper arm.
Gripping the ends of the black tank top, Karam pulled it up and eased Mika’s right arm out first before pulling it over his head and then sliding it off his left arm without moving it too much.
Grabbing a rag, Karam took a seat beside Mika and dabbed at his arm and shoulder wincing as he got closer and closer to the wounds. They didn’t look too deep, but there had been a lot of bleeding. There were two clean cuts, one on the shoulder blade and the other on his upper arm; most probably made by a sharp kitchen knife since Mika had mentioned something about this mission being a home target.
“You need to stop this,” Karam muttered unconsciously as he tossed the now blood-soaked rag into a nearby bin.
“I’m fine,” Mika grumbled as he pushed Karam away to stand up. Unfortunately he pushed with his wounded arm and he gasped in pain before quickly sitting back down on the bed again.
Karam frowned and realized he’d said his thoughts out loud again. He quickly moved around so he could wrap his arms around his lover’s waist from behind.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that. Please don’t be angry,” Karam whispered as he pressed a kiss against Mika’s nape.
Mika sighed and shut his eyes. After taking a few deep breaths, he opened them again before relaxing back against his lover. “I know, and I’m sorry I snapped at you.”
Karam continued to place gentle kisses against the older man’s pale neck as he asked, “Can I continue cleaning the wound?”
Mika nodded his head but otherwise stayed silent. Placing one last kiss against his lover’s nape, Karam moved away to grab a cloth off the tray.
Soaking it in the basin with warm water, Karam wrung out the excess water before dabbing it at the wound on Mika’s shoulder blade first.
“This reminds me of when we first met,” Karam said chuckling lightly.
Mika just frowned, brows creasing at the bittersweet memory. Turning his head to face his younger lover, Mika asked, “Do you regret choosing t-”
He was cut off when Karam pressed their lips together. It was only meant to be a light kiss to distract the older man, but instead Karam got distracted himself by the copper taste of blood on Mika’s lips. Running his tongue along the other’s lower lip, Karam’s eyelids fluttered shut at the taste.
Nudging his partner’s lips open, Karam slid his tongue in meeting Mika’s halfway. As their kiss intensified, Karam slipped an arm around Mika’s waist while the latter leaned back on his good arm to get a better angle at the kiss.
When Karam finally pulled away, he chuckled before whispering, “Got distracted.”
Mika grinned and watched as Karam went to rewash the cloth.
Having successfully avoided answering the question, Karam finished cleaning the wound and applied whatever medication was necessary to disinfect it. He’d done this enough to know what to do off by heart; not that it was something he should be proud of.
When he finally finished dressing the wounds, Karam sighed as he wrapped his arms around Mika’s waist again.
“Thank you,” Mika whispered leaning into the other’s body.
“So does this mean we have to move?” Karam asked with a slight pout.
Mika shook his head with a smile. “Nope. The man didn’t have any family and everyone wanted him dead a long time ago. My boss was just doing everyone a favour by getting rid of him.”
Karam frowned. “If you say so. But can we just lie low for a few weeks anyway until things die down? Just in case?”
Mika nodded his head. “Yea should be fine. There’s not much I can do anyway with an injured arm."
“That’s good to hear,” Karam replied.
“Mmm … I’m tired, help me out of my clothes?” Mika asked tilting his head back to meet his lover’s gaze.
Karam smiled and moved around to stand in front of his lover. Kneeling down, he undid the shoelaces on the boots and tugged them off before removing the socks. Straightening up, Karam went on to unbuckle the belt on Mika’s pants followed by unbuttoning the button and lowering the zip.
After tugging the pants off, Karam shrugged out of his own clothes, leaving only his boxers on. He helped Mika move to the middle of the bed before joining his lover and pulling the comforter over their bodies.
Snuggling up to his lover’s right side, Karam sighed in contentment, glad to have Mika beside him. Whenever Mika was assigned with a mission, Karam would be left alone, watching as he left, wondering and worrying if he’d come back safe and sound.
“I’m sorry for making you worry again,” Mika said as if sensing Karam’s thoughts. He pulled Karam closer with his good arm and Karam smiled leaning up for a kiss.
“You have to learn to stop saying sorry,” Karam said against the other’s lips. Mika grinned, it was a hard habit to break.
“Anyway it’s okay, I’m used to it so stop apologizing.”
Mika frowned. He didn’t like the sound of that. “You shouldn’t be used to something like this.”
As Karam pulled back to move away Mika tightened his grip and deepened their kiss.
“Thought you said you were tired,” Karam whispered in between kisses.
“Who said I was going to do the work?” Mika responded back, a small grin forming on his lips.
Karam grinned as he climbed on top of Mika and slid his lover’s boxers over his hips. Wrapping his fingers around Mika’s growing erection Karam stroked once watching as precome leaked from the tip.
Wrapping his lips around the head, Karam swirled his tongue around, lapping at the salty substance before lowering his head and swallowing all of Mika’s length.
Mika let out a moan, back arching in pleasure. Karam smiled around the length and continued his ministrations, cheeks hollowing as he sucked on Mika’s cock.
Reaching his hand out to tangle in Karam’s hair, Mika pulled getting his attention.
“Enough, or I’ll come soon.”
Karam released his cock and sat back to remove his own boxers before climbing up and straddling his lover’s waist.
Mika ran a hand down Karam’s body until he rested at the curve of his ass.
“Need any help?”
Karam shook his head as he reached forward to grab the lube underneath the pillow that they always kept there.
“You’re injured remember? You shouldn’t move your body too much,” he said as he poured the substance over his fingers, not caring when it dripped onto Mika’s stomach causing the older man to hiss at the feeling over the cool substance on his skin.
After recapping the lube and tossing it aside, Karam sat back on his knees as he slowly circled his fingers around his entrance. Shutting his eyes, Karam slid a finger inside, moaning as he pushed it all the way in.
Sliding it in and out slowly, Karam gasped at the feelings. When he felt he was ready, he entered a second finger wincing a bit at the stretch.
Opening his eyes slowly, Karam was met with sapphire eyes smouldering with lust.
“So hot,” Mika whispered before pulling Karam down for a kiss. Karam reached his free hand out to keep from crushing Mika’s body with his own. Karam’s next groan was muffled by Mika’s lips as soft delicate fingers wrapped around his cock.
Mika stroked him a few times before letting go and running his hand up to caress the younger man’s nipples. Karam moaned and thrust back faster against his fingers.
Mika grinned and slid his hand down the side of Karam’s body and around to his ass. Resting his index finger against Karam’s entrance, Mika waited a few seconds before pushing it in to join with Karam’s two fingers inside.
Karam cried out, breaking away from the kiss to arch his head back in pleasure. Mika probed his entrance, slipping around and between Karam’s fingers as he listened to the younger man’s cries of pleasure.
When he knew Karam was close, Mika slid in another finger effortlessly and waited as Karam adjusted to the stretch. When he located the bundle of nerves that would push Karam over the edge, Mika hit it continuously and Karam moaned, moving his hips even faster.
Karam’s own fingers had stopped moving a long time ago as Karam had instead just opted to thrust back onto them. Leaning up a bit, Mika latched onto one of Karam’s nipples and lapped at the nub, knowing how sensitive his lover was there.
Karam cried out and thrust back harder against their fingers, his free hand curling up against the bedsheets.
“Mika, I’m going to come soon,” Karam breathed out as he shut his eyes flinging his head back.
Mika bit down on his nipple and shoved his fingers in as deep as he could. Karam opened his mouth in a soundless cry as his body shuddered, shooting his release onto Mika stomach.
Releasing Karam’s nipple, Mika placed kisses up his chest, neck and jaw until their lips connected again. Karam’s fingers slid out of his body followed shortly by Mika’s.
They shared a lazy kiss for the next few minutes, Mika’s good hand trailing everywhere over Karam’s body.
When the kiss started to heat up again, Mika swirled his fingers through the come on his stomach and used it to lube up his cock. Scooping up the rest of the come, Mika reached around pushed his come-slick fingers into Karam’s body.
Karam moaned and pushed himself back up on his knees again as Mika slid his fingers out. Wrapping his fingers around the base of his cock, Mika held his length up and slowly, Karam lowered his body down, impaling himself on Mika’s cock.
“Oh god,” Karam breathed out, feeling his hole stretch around his lover’s cock. Splaying his hands out on Mika’s chest, Karam shut his eyes as he concentrated on Mika filling him up inch by inch.
When Mika was all the way in, he let go of his cock and started rubbing light patterns on Karam’s inner thigh. Karam gasped and rolled his hips. Mika moved his hand up to rest on Karam’s waist, guiding him. Karam followed, moving up and down, twisting his hips occasionally to find that special spot.
Mika grinned and bent his knees so his feet were flat on the bed. With a firm hold on his lover’s waist, Mika thrust up and Karam arched his body back in pleasure.
Wanting to feel more, Karam started bouncing up and down, loving the feel of Mika’s cock filling up his body.
Suddenly without warning, Mika sat up, bringing their bodies closer and changing the angle of his penetration.
“Mika!” Karam cried out wrapping his arms around his lover’s neck.
He increased his pace, moaning obscenities as his prostate was hit dead on. Mika leant back on his right arm and let Karam take control.
Karam moved his hands to rest on Mika’s shoulders as he fucked himself on the older man’s cock.
“So close … so close,” he panted out.
Mika leant forward and captured his lips in another kiss. Karam moaned into the kiss and then reached a hand down to start stroking his cock in time to his thrusts.
“Oh god, I’m gonna come again,” Karam said breaking away from the kiss as he quickened his strokes and pace.
Mika just continued to watch as his lover rode his cock, loving the feel of that tight entrance clenching around him. After a few more thrusts, Karam’s body shuddered violently again and he came for the second time that day splattering his come all over Mika’s stomach again.
Mika groaned as Karam’s entrance clenched even more around his cock.
“Fuck!” he cried out as his orgasm rushed through him. Leaning forward, he latched onto the skin just above Karam’s collarbone and bit down hard as he came deep inside his lover.
When he finally calmed down from his climax, Mika released the patch of skin and licked at the spot a few times knowing a mark would form there by the end of the day.
Exhausted, Karam rested his head against Mika’s shoulder and the older man slowly lowered them back down on the bed. Karam’s body shuddered as Mika’s cock slipped out of his hole and come started dripping out.
Dipping his fingers down, Mika slid two fingers into Karam’s entrance and swirled them around before pulling out. Bringing them up again, he pressed them to Karam’s lips for him to taste. Karam parted his lips and ran his tongue up the side of one finger before taking both digits into his mouth and sucking them clean.
Mika’s eyes darkened with lust as he watched Karam’s cheeks hollow out while he felt that talented tongue licking and swirling in between his fingers.
Leaning down, Mika whispered, “You made a mess on my stomach, shouldn’t you clean that up too?”
Karam released his fingers and met Mika’s gaze before grinning and nodding his head.
“I should, shouldn’t I?” he replied before moving down Mika’s body. Sticking his tongue out, Karam licked a stripe up his lover’s navel before tracing random patterns on his skin.
Mika squirmed from the ministrations and thrust his hips up as Karam started nibbling and chewing on his abs. When Karam dipped his tongue into his belly button, Mika groaned and reached his hand out to grip Karam’s hair pulling him away.
Moving back up Mika’s body, Karam leant down and whispered into his ear, “All clean.”
Mika wrapped his arm around Karam’s waist as they exchanged another passionate kiss.
“I love you Karam,” Mika whispered against his lover’s lips.
“I love you too Mika,” Karam replied pulling away to look into Mika’s eyes.
“You really don’t regret choosing to follow me?” Mika suddenly asked, eyes void of any humour.
Karam sighed and readjusted their positions so he was lying to the right of Mika’s body, leg draped over his lover’s waist and head resting under the crook where the neck and shoulder met. He thought he had managed to avoid this topic before when he distracted Mika with the kiss.
“You realize you ask this question way too many times right?”
Mika just stayed silent, trailing light patterns on Karam’s hip bone.
“I chose to follow you Mika, and I realized on that first day that by following you, I’d need to cut off all connections with my family and friends just so they don’t get hurt. It’s been three years now Mika, when will you believe me?”
“I believe you Karam,” Mika said as turned his body so he could drape his left arm over Karam’s body. “And I’m sorry for always asking. I don’t doubt your answers. I just can’t help but think maybe you would’ve lived a better life if we hadn’t met.”
Karam sighed again and pressed closer to his lover.
Mika continued talking. “Every time I get called out for a mission, it hurts me to leave you because there’s always that small chance that if I fail I might never come back. When I first entered the mafia, I swore to myself that I would never have a lover because that would mean putting the person I loved most in danger. But I broke that one rule I promised myself to never break when I met you.”
Karam felt tears prickling at the corners of his eyes and he tried to blink them back. He hated it when Mika started talking about this. They’d been through it so many times and yet Mika always felt guilty towards him.
“It’s not easy to be the lover of someone in the mafia Karam. Especially if that other person is me. You need to cut off all ties with your family and friends if you don’t want to risk them getting in danger. That is my condition. Can you do this Karam?”
Determination filled his eyes as he stood up straighter to face the older man.
“Yes, I can. If it means I can be with you, then yes I will do it,” he said firmly.
Mika had looked at him with sad eyes. Yet deep within that sadness, happiness shone through as Karam’s words touched his heart.
Holding out his hand, Mika looked at Karam with those piercing sapphire eyes that had attracted Karam when they had first met.
“There’s no turning back after this. No regrets.”
“No turning back, no regrets,” Karam replied as he took hold of the outstretched hand.
“No turning back, no regrets,” Karam repeated, the words a constant ritual in his mind.
Mika shut his eyes and buried his face against Karam’s raven hair. He took a deep breath before relaxing his body.
“Thank you Karam, for choosing to be with me, for becoming a part of my life.”
“Thank you Mika, for allowing me to be a part of your life,” Karam replied. They had had so many arguments where Mika refused to accept Karam, more so because he didn’t want to put the younger man in any danger.
Mika smiled and tightened his hold on the younger man, vowing silently like he had so many times already that he will never leave him.
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Later on when Mika was sound asleep, Karam sat up and rested his back against the headboard. The bed sheets ruffled as Mika moved around, adjusting his position and curling his body against the younger man.
Looking down at the peaceful figure of the man he loved so much sleeping beside him, Karam immediately felt guilt flash through his heart and mind. He didn’t like lying to people, and most of all, he hated having to lie and hide something from Mika.
Closing his eyes, Karam thought back to that day so long ago …
“We need you to get close to a man who goes by the name of Mika. He is the right-hand man of the leader of The BOSS, a gang that we’ve never been able to get enough evidence to take down. If you can find enough evidence from this man, we will be able to arrest the whole group. Will you be able to take this job as an undercover?”
“Yes. I can do it.”
“Are you sure? You can’t get caught up in any emotions. Many other people who have taken this job have been known to have failed their task because they end up pitying or falling in love with their targets. You must make sure that this will not happen.”
“The BOSS killed my younger brother. I can’t forget that,” Karam replied firmly with a straight face.
“I know Hyunchul, just remember to keep your emotions in control, don’t get too involved. And when I say that, I also mean don’t go injuring or killing your target.”
“I won’t,” Karam replied confidently.
But I did Karam thought to himself quietly. He did get his emotions involved. He did fall in love with his target. He failed his mission, failed his brother, failed everyone.
He had slowly fallen in love with Mika during the time he spent getting closer to him.
As he spent more and more time with the older man, Karam discovered that Mika wasn’t as cold hearted as he seemed when they first met. And although he was the right hand man of leader of the gang, Mika hardly took on any missions, most likely because he was too important to risk getting hurt.
He only took on the harder missions, most of the time he was spent looking after drug transactions and collecting higher debts.
At first, Karam passed on all the information he could find, which ended up in the closing of several important drug dealing sites. But then as time passed, the more he fell in love with Mika, the less information he passed on.
He kept his information to a minimum, one because it meant he could spend more time with Mika without feeling like he had to return so soon, and two because he felt guilty for lying to Mika and trespassing his privacy by hacking. Mika had come to trust him and yet here Karam was using that trust for other purposes.
Karam didn’t regret having fallen in love with Mika, if he could turn back time and re-live everything one more time, he would still choose the same path he had now. No one had made him feel this complete before. No one had cared or loved him as much as Mika had.
Looking down again at the man who had slowly reached into his heart past those barriers Karam had built around himself, Karam tried to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill.
Linking his fingers with Mika’s left hand that was resting on his lap, Karam then slid his other hand through Mika’s dark locks before lightly caressing the side of his face.
One day … one day I will tell him … and when I do, I hope he will find it in his heart to forgive me.
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[ Part 1 - Three Years Ago …]
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A/N: So in case everyone wasn’t aware, I’ve been on vacation for the past three weeks but during my time away, I’ve managed to find time to write and this is one of the fics that I’ve been working on :D I think this is my first go at something more serious so hopefully it hasn’t disappointed anyone >_< and I've just realized that even though this was supposed to be a gangster fic, there isn't much 'gangster' stuff that happened LOL /fail
Before anyone asks, there won’t be a sequel to this fic I’m sorry. It’ll be up to you to decide what happens afterwards >D /so mean
Thank you yuutong as usual for being my unofficial beta hehehe maybe I should just make u official
To ♫Shunraiki♫ and angeldc , hope this fic wasn’t a disappointment. I should’ve written two separate fics for u guys but u know me, I’m lazy XD end of story HAHAHAHAA
Thanks everyone for reading and hopefully you won’t mind to take some time out and leave some feedback on whether you enjoyed this fic or not ^^ <3
Author: chocolet89
Pairing: Suhoon/Hyunchul
Rating: NC-17
Length: 2/2 (Two-Shot)
Genre: Angst, Drama, Romance, Smut
Summary: Karam has no regrets falling in love with Mika
A/N: This fic is dedicated to ♫Shunraiki♫ from AMFI because I promised her I’d write gangster!DGNA and also to angeldc because I promised I would try and write MiKaram smut :D
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Part 2 - Three Years Later …
Karam bolted upright at the sudden banging on his door. Sliding his hand under couch cushion for the Guardian 32 ACP palm gun he kept there at all times, Karam stood up walking quietly to the door.
He stood there for a few seconds, contemplating what to do. Taking a step forward, he peered through the peephole and gasped when he saw his lover standing there with his right hand pressing against his left shoulder which looked to be soaked with blood.
Putting the gun aside on the shelf beside him, Karam flung the door open to catch the older man just as he swayed a bit too much to the left.
“Mika! Are you okay?” Karam cried out, not caring that his own white top was going to be ruined from the blood.
Mika grunted and they tumbled into the house before Karam managed to shut and lock the door.
“Pabo, you shouldn’t open the door so carelessly,” Mika grumbled as he sagged against the younger man.
“I-I’m sorry, but I peeked out and saw you standing there and I just … I’m sorry Mika.”
Mika sighed. “It’s okay, just remember not to be so careless next time. Doesn’t matter if you see me bleeding and on the floor, look at the surroundings first to see if it is a trap before opening the door.”
Karam nodded his head and guided Mika into the bedroom. He wasn’t normally so careless, but just seeing Mika covered in blood at the door a few seconds ago had his mind in a panic.
“Not the couch?” Mika questioned.
Karam shook his head. “We just bought that last week, I’m not going to stain it with blood so soon.”
“So our bed’s fine even though we only bought it a few months ago?” Mika asked with a weak grin.
Karam rolled his eyes and decided to ignore the question as he lowered his lover down to sit at the edge of the bed.
“Hang on, I’ll be right back,” he said as he went to the bathroom.
Grabbing a water basin, Karam filled it up with warm water before placing it on a tray. Grabbing a rag, a wash cloth and the first aid kit, he dumped them all on the tray too before picking it up and making his way back into the bedroom.
Placing the tray on the floor, Karam helped Mika out of the black jacket he was wearing grimacing as he slowly slid the left sleeve off his shoulder revealing the bloodied wounds.
“Well, this one’s ruined,” Karam said as he tossed the jacket over the chair in the corner.
This left Mika in a black tank top and after a quick glance, Karam relaxed inwardly when it didn’t seem like Mika was hurt anywhere else other than his shoulder and upper arm.
Gripping the ends of the black tank top, Karam pulled it up and eased Mika’s right arm out first before pulling it over his head and then sliding it off his left arm without moving it too much.
Grabbing a rag, Karam took a seat beside Mika and dabbed at his arm and shoulder wincing as he got closer and closer to the wounds. They didn’t look too deep, but there had been a lot of bleeding. There were two clean cuts, one on the shoulder blade and the other on his upper arm; most probably made by a sharp kitchen knife since Mika had mentioned something about this mission being a home target.
“You need to stop this,” Karam muttered unconsciously as he tossed the now blood-soaked rag into a nearby bin.
“I’m fine,” Mika grumbled as he pushed Karam away to stand up. Unfortunately he pushed with his wounded arm and he gasped in pain before quickly sitting back down on the bed again.
Karam frowned and realized he’d said his thoughts out loud again. He quickly moved around so he could wrap his arms around his lover’s waist from behind.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that. Please don’t be angry,” Karam whispered as he pressed a kiss against Mika’s nape.
Mika sighed and shut his eyes. After taking a few deep breaths, he opened them again before relaxing back against his lover. “I know, and I’m sorry I snapped at you.”
Karam continued to place gentle kisses against the older man’s pale neck as he asked, “Can I continue cleaning the wound?”
Mika nodded his head but otherwise stayed silent. Placing one last kiss against his lover’s nape, Karam moved away to grab a cloth off the tray.
Soaking it in the basin with warm water, Karam wrung out the excess water before dabbing it at the wound on Mika’s shoulder blade first.
“This reminds me of when we first met,” Karam said chuckling lightly.
Mika just frowned, brows creasing at the bittersweet memory. Turning his head to face his younger lover, Mika asked, “Do you regret choosing t-”
He was cut off when Karam pressed their lips together. It was only meant to be a light kiss to distract the older man, but instead Karam got distracted himself by the copper taste of blood on Mika’s lips. Running his tongue along the other’s lower lip, Karam’s eyelids fluttered shut at the taste.
Nudging his partner’s lips open, Karam slid his tongue in meeting Mika’s halfway. As their kiss intensified, Karam slipped an arm around Mika’s waist while the latter leaned back on his good arm to get a better angle at the kiss.
When Karam finally pulled away, he chuckled before whispering, “Got distracted.”
Mika grinned and watched as Karam went to rewash the cloth.
Having successfully avoided answering the question, Karam finished cleaning the wound and applied whatever medication was necessary to disinfect it. He’d done this enough to know what to do off by heart; not that it was something he should be proud of.
When he finally finished dressing the wounds, Karam sighed as he wrapped his arms around Mika’s waist again.
“Thank you,” Mika whispered leaning into the other’s body.
“So does this mean we have to move?” Karam asked with a slight pout.
Mika shook his head with a smile. “Nope. The man didn’t have any family and everyone wanted him dead a long time ago. My boss was just doing everyone a favour by getting rid of him.”
Karam frowned. “If you say so. But can we just lie low for a few weeks anyway until things die down? Just in case?”
Mika nodded his head. “Yea should be fine. There’s not much I can do anyway with an injured arm."
“That’s good to hear,” Karam replied.
“Mmm … I’m tired, help me out of my clothes?” Mika asked tilting his head back to meet his lover’s gaze.
Karam smiled and moved around to stand in front of his lover. Kneeling down, he undid the shoelaces on the boots and tugged them off before removing the socks. Straightening up, Karam went on to unbuckle the belt on Mika’s pants followed by unbuttoning the button and lowering the zip.
After tugging the pants off, Karam shrugged out of his own clothes, leaving only his boxers on. He helped Mika move to the middle of the bed before joining his lover and pulling the comforter over their bodies.
Snuggling up to his lover’s right side, Karam sighed in contentment, glad to have Mika beside him. Whenever Mika was assigned with a mission, Karam would be left alone, watching as he left, wondering and worrying if he’d come back safe and sound.
“I’m sorry for making you worry again,” Mika said as if sensing Karam’s thoughts. He pulled Karam closer with his good arm and Karam smiled leaning up for a kiss.
“You have to learn to stop saying sorry,” Karam said against the other’s lips. Mika grinned, it was a hard habit to break.
“Anyway it’s okay, I’m used to it so stop apologizing.”
Mika frowned. He didn’t like the sound of that. “You shouldn’t be used to something like this.”
As Karam pulled back to move away Mika tightened his grip and deepened their kiss.
“Thought you said you were tired,” Karam whispered in between kisses.
“Who said I was going to do the work?” Mika responded back, a small grin forming on his lips.
Karam grinned as he climbed on top of Mika and slid his lover’s boxers over his hips. Wrapping his fingers around Mika’s growing erection Karam stroked once watching as precome leaked from the tip.
Wrapping his lips around the head, Karam swirled his tongue around, lapping at the salty substance before lowering his head and swallowing all of Mika’s length.
Mika let out a moan, back arching in pleasure. Karam smiled around the length and continued his ministrations, cheeks hollowing as he sucked on Mika’s cock.
Reaching his hand out to tangle in Karam’s hair, Mika pulled getting his attention.
“Enough, or I’ll come soon.”
Karam released his cock and sat back to remove his own boxers before climbing up and straddling his lover’s waist.
Mika ran a hand down Karam’s body until he rested at the curve of his ass.
“Need any help?”
Karam shook his head as he reached forward to grab the lube underneath the pillow that they always kept there.
“You’re injured remember? You shouldn’t move your body too much,” he said as he poured the substance over his fingers, not caring when it dripped onto Mika’s stomach causing the older man to hiss at the feeling over the cool substance on his skin.
After recapping the lube and tossing it aside, Karam sat back on his knees as he slowly circled his fingers around his entrance. Shutting his eyes, Karam slid a finger inside, moaning as he pushed it all the way in.
Sliding it in and out slowly, Karam gasped at the feelings. When he felt he was ready, he entered a second finger wincing a bit at the stretch.
Opening his eyes slowly, Karam was met with sapphire eyes smouldering with lust.
“So hot,” Mika whispered before pulling Karam down for a kiss. Karam reached his free hand out to keep from crushing Mika’s body with his own. Karam’s next groan was muffled by Mika’s lips as soft delicate fingers wrapped around his cock.
Mika stroked him a few times before letting go and running his hand up to caress the younger man’s nipples. Karam moaned and thrust back faster against his fingers.
Mika grinned and slid his hand down the side of Karam’s body and around to his ass. Resting his index finger against Karam’s entrance, Mika waited a few seconds before pushing it in to join with Karam’s two fingers inside.
Karam cried out, breaking away from the kiss to arch his head back in pleasure. Mika probed his entrance, slipping around and between Karam’s fingers as he listened to the younger man’s cries of pleasure.
When he knew Karam was close, Mika slid in another finger effortlessly and waited as Karam adjusted to the stretch. When he located the bundle of nerves that would push Karam over the edge, Mika hit it continuously and Karam moaned, moving his hips even faster.
Karam’s own fingers had stopped moving a long time ago as Karam had instead just opted to thrust back onto them. Leaning up a bit, Mika latched onto one of Karam’s nipples and lapped at the nub, knowing how sensitive his lover was there.
Karam cried out and thrust back harder against their fingers, his free hand curling up against the bedsheets.
“Mika, I’m going to come soon,” Karam breathed out as he shut his eyes flinging his head back.
Mika bit down on his nipple and shoved his fingers in as deep as he could. Karam opened his mouth in a soundless cry as his body shuddered, shooting his release onto Mika stomach.
Releasing Karam’s nipple, Mika placed kisses up his chest, neck and jaw until their lips connected again. Karam’s fingers slid out of his body followed shortly by Mika’s.
They shared a lazy kiss for the next few minutes, Mika’s good hand trailing everywhere over Karam’s body.
When the kiss started to heat up again, Mika swirled his fingers through the come on his stomach and used it to lube up his cock. Scooping up the rest of the come, Mika reached around pushed his come-slick fingers into Karam’s body.
Karam moaned and pushed himself back up on his knees again as Mika slid his fingers out. Wrapping his fingers around the base of his cock, Mika held his length up and slowly, Karam lowered his body down, impaling himself on Mika’s cock.
“Oh god,” Karam breathed out, feeling his hole stretch around his lover’s cock. Splaying his hands out on Mika’s chest, Karam shut his eyes as he concentrated on Mika filling him up inch by inch.
When Mika was all the way in, he let go of his cock and started rubbing light patterns on Karam’s inner thigh. Karam gasped and rolled his hips. Mika moved his hand up to rest on Karam’s waist, guiding him. Karam followed, moving up and down, twisting his hips occasionally to find that special spot.
Mika grinned and bent his knees so his feet were flat on the bed. With a firm hold on his lover’s waist, Mika thrust up and Karam arched his body back in pleasure.
Wanting to feel more, Karam started bouncing up and down, loving the feel of Mika’s cock filling up his body.
Suddenly without warning, Mika sat up, bringing their bodies closer and changing the angle of his penetration.
“Mika!” Karam cried out wrapping his arms around his lover’s neck.
He increased his pace, moaning obscenities as his prostate was hit dead on. Mika leant back on his right arm and let Karam take control.
Karam moved his hands to rest on Mika’s shoulders as he fucked himself on the older man’s cock.
“So close … so close,” he panted out.
Mika leant forward and captured his lips in another kiss. Karam moaned into the kiss and then reached a hand down to start stroking his cock in time to his thrusts.
“Oh god, I’m gonna come again,” Karam said breaking away from the kiss as he quickened his strokes and pace.
Mika just continued to watch as his lover rode his cock, loving the feel of that tight entrance clenching around him. After a few more thrusts, Karam’s body shuddered violently again and he came for the second time that day splattering his come all over Mika’s stomach again.
Mika groaned as Karam’s entrance clenched even more around his cock.
“Fuck!” he cried out as his orgasm rushed through him. Leaning forward, he latched onto the skin just above Karam’s collarbone and bit down hard as he came deep inside his lover.
When he finally calmed down from his climax, Mika released the patch of skin and licked at the spot a few times knowing a mark would form there by the end of the day.
Exhausted, Karam rested his head against Mika’s shoulder and the older man slowly lowered them back down on the bed. Karam’s body shuddered as Mika’s cock slipped out of his hole and come started dripping out.
Dipping his fingers down, Mika slid two fingers into Karam’s entrance and swirled them around before pulling out. Bringing them up again, he pressed them to Karam’s lips for him to taste. Karam parted his lips and ran his tongue up the side of one finger before taking both digits into his mouth and sucking them clean.
Mika’s eyes darkened with lust as he watched Karam’s cheeks hollow out while he felt that talented tongue licking and swirling in between his fingers.
Leaning down, Mika whispered, “You made a mess on my stomach, shouldn’t you clean that up too?”
Karam released his fingers and met Mika’s gaze before grinning and nodding his head.
“I should, shouldn’t I?” he replied before moving down Mika’s body. Sticking his tongue out, Karam licked a stripe up his lover’s navel before tracing random patterns on his skin.
Mika squirmed from the ministrations and thrust his hips up as Karam started nibbling and chewing on his abs. When Karam dipped his tongue into his belly button, Mika groaned and reached his hand out to grip Karam’s hair pulling him away.
Moving back up Mika’s body, Karam leant down and whispered into his ear, “All clean.”
Mika wrapped his arm around Karam’s waist as they exchanged another passionate kiss.
“I love you Karam,” Mika whispered against his lover’s lips.
“I love you too Mika,” Karam replied pulling away to look into Mika’s eyes.
“You really don’t regret choosing to follow me?” Mika suddenly asked, eyes void of any humour.
Karam sighed and readjusted their positions so he was lying to the right of Mika’s body, leg draped over his lover’s waist and head resting under the crook where the neck and shoulder met. He thought he had managed to avoid this topic before when he distracted Mika with the kiss.
“You realize you ask this question way too many times right?”
Mika just stayed silent, trailing light patterns on Karam’s hip bone.
“I chose to follow you Mika, and I realized on that first day that by following you, I’d need to cut off all connections with my family and friends just so they don’t get hurt. It’s been three years now Mika, when will you believe me?”
“I believe you Karam,” Mika said as turned his body so he could drape his left arm over Karam’s body. “And I’m sorry for always asking. I don’t doubt your answers. I just can’t help but think maybe you would’ve lived a better life if we hadn’t met.”
Karam sighed again and pressed closer to his lover.
Mika continued talking. “Every time I get called out for a mission, it hurts me to leave you because there’s always that small chance that if I fail I might never come back. When I first entered the mafia, I swore to myself that I would never have a lover because that would mean putting the person I loved most in danger. But I broke that one rule I promised myself to never break when I met you.”
Karam felt tears prickling at the corners of his eyes and he tried to blink them back. He hated it when Mika started talking about this. They’d been through it so many times and yet Mika always felt guilty towards him.
“It’s not easy to be the lover of someone in the mafia Karam. Especially if that other person is me. You need to cut off all ties with your family and friends if you don’t want to risk them getting in danger. That is my condition. Can you do this Karam?”
Determination filled his eyes as he stood up straighter to face the older man.
“Yes, I can. If it means I can be with you, then yes I will do it,” he said firmly.
Mika had looked at him with sad eyes. Yet deep within that sadness, happiness shone through as Karam’s words touched his heart.
Holding out his hand, Mika looked at Karam with those piercing sapphire eyes that had attracted Karam when they had first met.
“There’s no turning back after this. No regrets.”
“No turning back, no regrets,” Karam replied as he took hold of the outstretched hand.
“No turning back, no regrets,” Karam repeated, the words a constant ritual in his mind.
Mika shut his eyes and buried his face against Karam’s raven hair. He took a deep breath before relaxing his body.
“Thank you Karam, for choosing to be with me, for becoming a part of my life.”
“Thank you Mika, for allowing me to be a part of your life,” Karam replied. They had had so many arguments where Mika refused to accept Karam, more so because he didn’t want to put the younger man in any danger.
Mika smiled and tightened his hold on the younger man, vowing silently like he had so many times already that he will never leave him.
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Later on when Mika was sound asleep, Karam sat up and rested his back against the headboard. The bed sheets ruffled as Mika moved around, adjusting his position and curling his body against the younger man.
Looking down at the peaceful figure of the man he loved so much sleeping beside him, Karam immediately felt guilt flash through his heart and mind. He didn’t like lying to people, and most of all, he hated having to lie and hide something from Mika.
Closing his eyes, Karam thought back to that day so long ago …
“We need you to get close to a man who goes by the name of Mika. He is the right-hand man of the leader of The BOSS, a gang that we’ve never been able to get enough evidence to take down. If you can find enough evidence from this man, we will be able to arrest the whole group. Will you be able to take this job as an undercover?”
“Yes. I can do it.”
“Are you sure? You can’t get caught up in any emotions. Many other people who have taken this job have been known to have failed their task because they end up pitying or falling in love with their targets. You must make sure that this will not happen.”
“The BOSS killed my younger brother. I can’t forget that,” Karam replied firmly with a straight face.
“I know Hyunchul, just remember to keep your emotions in control, don’t get too involved. And when I say that, I also mean don’t go injuring or killing your target.”
“I won’t,” Karam replied confidently.
But I did Karam thought to himself quietly. He did get his emotions involved. He did fall in love with his target. He failed his mission, failed his brother, failed everyone.
He had slowly fallen in love with Mika during the time he spent getting closer to him.
As he spent more and more time with the older man, Karam discovered that Mika wasn’t as cold hearted as he seemed when they first met. And although he was the right hand man of leader of the gang, Mika hardly took on any missions, most likely because he was too important to risk getting hurt.
He only took on the harder missions, most of the time he was spent looking after drug transactions and collecting higher debts.
At first, Karam passed on all the information he could find, which ended up in the closing of several important drug dealing sites. But then as time passed, the more he fell in love with Mika, the less information he passed on.
He kept his information to a minimum, one because it meant he could spend more time with Mika without feeling like he had to return so soon, and two because he felt guilty for lying to Mika and trespassing his privacy by hacking. Mika had come to trust him and yet here Karam was using that trust for other purposes.
Karam didn’t regret having fallen in love with Mika, if he could turn back time and re-live everything one more time, he would still choose the same path he had now. No one had made him feel this complete before. No one had cared or loved him as much as Mika had.
Looking down again at the man who had slowly reached into his heart past those barriers Karam had built around himself, Karam tried to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill.
Linking his fingers with Mika’s left hand that was resting on his lap, Karam then slid his other hand through Mika’s dark locks before lightly caressing the side of his face.
One day … one day I will tell him … and when I do, I hope he will find it in his heart to forgive me.
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[ Part 1 - Three Years Ago …]
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A/N: So in case everyone wasn’t aware, I’ve been on vacation for the past three weeks but during my time away, I’ve managed to find time to write and this is one of the fics that I’ve been working on :D I think this is my first go at something more serious so hopefully it hasn’t disappointed anyone >_< and I've just realized that even though this was supposed to be a gangster fic, there isn't much 'gangster' stuff that happened LOL /fail
Before anyone asks, there won’t be a sequel to this fic I’m sorry. It’ll be up to you to decide what happens afterwards >D /so mean
Thank you yuutong as usual for being my unofficial beta hehehe maybe I should just make u official
To ♫Shunraiki♫ and angeldc , hope this fic wasn’t a disappointment. I should’ve written two separate fics for u guys but u know me, I’m lazy XD end of story HAHAHAHAA
Thanks everyone for reading and hopefully you won’t mind to take some time out and leave some feedback on whether you enjoyed this fic or not ^^ <3