WARNING: SWEARING/FOUL LANGUAGE

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“There she is.”

“The woman of the hour!”

“Hey y lady!”

The joking wolf whistles and cheers preceded your presence into the room, but abruptly ended when the man behind you entered. Looking to said man, a slight giggle escaped the confines of your mouth as you saw the scowl and glare your overprotective boyfriend sent to the rest of s. Seeing the contempt toward his boys, you couldn’t help but join the side of the troublemakers and tease your boyfriend further.

“Zico, with that face I would almost think you aren’t agreeing with your members. Do you not think I am y? You sure were thinking so last night.” You threw a quick wink to the other boys, but quickly turned your smirk back to your shocked boyfriend. A look of shyness quickly flickered across his features, but the shyness was soon transferred to you face as his remolded into one of mischievousness.

“You’re bringing last night up? Why baby, want a repeat? We can get started right now.” By now Zico was standing a hot breath away from you and your felt your face heat up not only from the close proximity, but also from the stares you were receiving from the boys closely monitoring the situation unfolding in front of them.

“Ok you two, as much as I would love to watch you get freaky, we have work to do Zico.” Leave it to Kyung to be the ert of the group.

“You’re lucky kitten, saved by the call of duty. What’s happening?” Zico’s attention was now turned to the rest of his gang, waiting for the update on the latest turf war that had spurred on from the new rookie gang in town. Zico was sure that the problem wouldn’t be a great burden on any of them, but he wanted to fully neutralize the threat of any possible future troubles.

As the boys started getting down to business, you made yourself comfortable on the small loveseat sofa on the far wall of the room. You ensured that your posture made it look as though you weren’t interested in what they were saying, but your ears were finely tuned to hear everything they were discussing. You had a job to do after all.

Twenty minutes later you were jostled out of your concentration by a loud that echoed and bounced against the walls of the small room. You quickly turned your attention solely onto the group of boys, but as your mind was trying to piece together the problem at hand, your boyfriend was all ready standing in front of you with a stern look upon his face.

“The boys and I have to go out for a bit. Stay here and don’t let anyone in.” You knew it was serious when Zico said for you to stay confined to the house as though you were a prisoner. Usually you had free reign to walk around and he knew well enough that you could defend yourself. If things were to this extent, something substantial was happening. 

“Sure Zico I’ll stay here. Is everything ok?” By the time you finished your question, the words hung in the empty air without a response. Zico and his gang had all ready left the building.

Good for you though. It was time to wipe the fake look of fear and concern off your face and get down to your own work that you were sent to do in the first place. For six months now you have been undercover and a part of Zico’s little gang. You were sent after hearing word that Zico turned out to be a considerable player in the drug trafficking business.

At the beginning of this assignment of yours, you held up your tough exterior, never letting anyone or anything penetrate the shields that you had erected. However, a lot can happen in six months. It took six months for you to get close to all the members, six months for you to find out who the other players were on Zico’s side, and six months for you to find out were Zico kept his finance books. Unfortunately it also took six months for you to realize that Zico has an incredible soft spot for the people he cares about and will do anything to protect them. It took six months for you to fall in love with this gangster named Zico and for you to start feeling slightly guilty about what you were paid to do in the first place.

As you were looking for new information throughout the depths of Zico’s filling cabinets in his cramped office, half of your mind (or maybe heart), was telling you to stop and quit everything. You were a proud police officer and would never separate your life from that profession, but you wondered if maybe you could get a transfer to another unit. You wanted to be honest with Zico, but you weren’t sure how much difference a transfer would make in order to be able to stay with your job and the man of your dreams.

An hour later, you started hearing a ruckus that can only be caused by the gang members you have known to be the most obnoxious when won a battle. As you were rushing to get everything in order again, your eyes spotted a sheet of paper that would be absolutely damning to the group. You now had a very difficult decision to make.

“Hey, what are you doing in Zico’s office?” Dammit, out of all the people, why did Jaehyo have to be the one to find you lurking in the leader’s office? Out of all the members, he was the one who was constantly suspicious of you and your sudden appearance into their life. Not that you could really blame him.

“Uh, I got bored waiting for you guys. I figured I could clean while you were out. I just so happened to start in here.” You prayed that he believed you, but either way you were certain that Zico would hear about this. After all, Zico’s office was where the most important documents were found. Just like the one you happened to lay your eyes upon.

Without another word from either of you, Jaehyo turned his body from blocking the door way allowing you to scramble out like a scared little kitten. You had to put your façade up again, the one that symbolized you were of no threat to them.

Later that night lying in bed, with your back against Zico’s chest and layers of warm blankets brought up to your chins, Zico brought up the incident from earlier in the day.

“I heard you were cleaning my office.”

“Yah, I’m sorry if that bothers you. I just got bored and figured I could help you around the place by cleaning up a bit.” You were thankful that the dark of the night masked your nervous eyes and your body was facing away from the man behind you.

“I appreciate you cleaning and helping us around here baby, but just not my office. I have important papers in there and would hate to blame you if any went missing.”

As his sentence finished coming out of his mouth, he was all ready using his soft lips to make a line of kisses from you shoulder blade to the shell of your ear. You allowed yourself to be taken by Zico, but as the night progressed with love and passion, your mind kept drifting to that single piece of paper that could enhance your life, but destroy Zico’s.

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It has been three months since you found that incriminating piece of paper in Zico’s office, and you planned to keep it there. A few weeks ago you made up your mind to pretend as though you never saw that damned piece of paper and you also made up your mind to transfer to another division in your station. You now planned to tell Zico everything, including your reasoning behind all that you were doing: you were pregnant.

The gang was out yet again, giving you time to plan out a general idea of how you were going to say everything to do your gangster. Unfortunately your peace did not last very long, and your silence was met with a raging storm.

“YOU !!!”

Your eyes widened at the unexpected outburst and disturbance. Only a few shaky breaths were released before Zico came storming through the door and violently grabbed your arm to start shaking you. He was beyond livid, and a smug looking Jaehyo from behind him confirmed your thoughts about what the situation was about.

“Zico, listen to me first I-“ Figured he would cut you off, the stupid hot head.

“NO, YOU LISTEN TO ME YOU . HOW COULD YOU BE A ING UNDERCOVER COP! I TRUSTED YOU, WE ALL ING TRUSTED YOU!”

It was now Jaehyo’s turn to speak, “You should know, gangsters usually have one or two corrupted police officers in their back pocket to go to when information is needed. That time when I saw you in Zico’s office didn’t sit right with me, so I went to our contacts. Turns out you were assigned to us to help destroy this little operation that we have set up.”

Pleading for your life was never your style, but you had to do something. You needed to let Zico know everything.

“Please, just listen to me. I was but, not now.”

“YOU’RE LYING”

“I’M NOT. LISTEN-“

“GET OUT.”

“PLEASE NO I-“

“GET OUT NOW OR I WILL ING MURDER YOU!”

You wanted to stay strong in front of Zico, but you allowed a few tears to slip silently down your face. Everything needed to be explained but you figured you could do it at a later time when everyone had a moment to cool down and rethink what happened. So you quickly took your leave, not looking anyone in the eye and not looking back once.

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Zico was sitting in his office, a monthly quickly passing after you left. He understood the dangers of living with an undercover cop, but couldn’t help his heart from feeling empty upon seeing you walk out of his house and life. He wanted to call you back, bring you back into his strong arms, but his pride and reputation as a gang leader would slowly diminish until he was nothing but a bad joke.

“Hey man, got something for you. I think it’s from her.” Zico quickly looked up from his desk and saw his trusted second in command standing awkwardly at the door. Everyone knew how hard this situation was on Zico.

“Thanks Kyung, leave it here and go.” Kyung quickly and quietly did as he was told, leaving the neatly folded paper on the leaders’ desk. It wasn’t until Kyung was long gone from his room, did Zico finally open the piece of paper.

He was met with your neat and pristine writing, perfect as always;

Zico,

I know that right now after everything that happened you probably don’t want anything to do with me and probably don’t want to hear what I have to say to you. But please read this entire letter, it will make things much clearer to you.

Yes, I was an undercover cop, sent to infiltrate and ultimately take down your organization. That was my job and I was determined to carry it out until the end. I was ready and well prepared for anything that came my way. Or so I thought. Turns out I wasn’t prepared for the genuine care and friendship your entire gang showed me, or their willingness to make me a part of the family. They are the greatest of friends and would do anything for each other. This is something very special. It also turns out I wasn’t prepared for the possibility of meeting the man of my dreams. I expected you to be a cold hearted and murderous man, who would kill anyone who even so looked at you wrong. It took me the length of six months to realize that you are sweet and kind to everyone you care about. You would take a bullet for those you love and cherish. By the time I saw this man in you, I was convinced I needed you in my life. That is why I made a decision. When Jaehyo spotted me in your office, I found an important document that would have sent all of you to jail, but I couldn’t bring myself to turn the paper in. I left it on your desk and pretended to forget about ever seeing it. Later I found out something about myself that forced me to consider my job and the future of my life. I no longer am an undercover cop, I opted to change divisions, and I now am in charge of overseeing and training the new officers to the force. The reason for this decision? I am pregnant, with your child. I understand this is a lot to take in right now, but I don’t expect anything from you. You probably don’t want to see me, and I respect that, but I also know you have a right to be aware of everything that has happened and is happening now.

I will stay out of your way and out of your life, but please remember I love you with all my heart.

Forever your love.

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“That was seven years ago.”

“Wow, that’s a long time. Why did you keep the letter?”

“I kept it because it is a reminder of how something bad can turn into something good, when you just give it a chance.”

You were watching from the door way to the living room, listening to your husband telling your son about how you two first met and the struggles that you overcame together. After you sent the letter, you were convinced that you would be raising your little baby alone. Turns out Zico and the rest of his gang felt just as empty as you and insisted that everything would be made right. The birth of your son, brought the birth of a new beginning as well and you couldn’t have been more happy.

You quickly made your way over to your husband and son, wanting to join the little bonding time that was going on. Sitting down, your son quickly made his way onto your lap and Zico placed his strong arm in its rightful position protectively around you. Zico was about to place a small kiss on your lips, but a tiny voice broke the moment.

“So, can I be in a gang when I grow up?”

You sent a glare to Zico, who was quietly chuckling beside you, his eyes twinkling with his gangster pride. You eventually joined in on the chuckling, but couldn’t help but roll your eyes. This was the life you were now a part of, but you wouldn’t change anything for the world.

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A/N  Hello my lovelies!! Wow it has been a long time since I posted......SUPER sorry about that!! But hopefully you all enjoy this one shot!!

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