𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒. 최연준

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒. 최연준

sypnosis: you and yeonjun are secret agents doing your last mission of the year. yeonjun is planning to propose to you after but his plans become.. partially wrecked.

genre(s): angst, fluff (if you squint), secret agent au

pairing: nonidol!secret agent!choi yeonjun x afab!secret agent!reader

trigger warnings: profanity, blood/gore, gun(shots), (mentions of) d3ath, mentions of gunshot wounds, (mentions of) murd3r

a/n: lmk how this is because i was super lazy and this is probably really bad TT

anyway tho, i'm a sucker for angst and wanted to write one for a while so.. enjoy-?

January 1st. A New Year. A day to celebrate.

And the day that--unbeknownst to you--Yeonjun was planning to propose to you.

Right at 12:00 AM today, December 31st. Right when the fireworks shoot into the midnight sky, speckled with twinkling stars. Right before the fireworks crackle and bloom above them in different colors.

Right after their long, tiring assignment that went completely wrong.

"I'm guessing you heard that we're having our last mission this year together, darling?" You look up to see your boyfriend leaning against the doorframe of your office.

You let out a sigh, closing the folder containing your mission that you had just scanned through. You stood up from your chair, pushing it to your desk. "Though I wish they would've let us have the day off seeing that it's New Year's Eve."

"You know they'll never let us off." Yeonjun smiled, stepping towards you. His arms slide around your waist before he leans closer to your face, pecking your lips.

You pull away and lay your forehead onto Yeonjun’s shoulder. “Still, a break would be nice.”

“After the mission, I have a surprise for you.” Yeonjun strokes a hand through your hair and plays with the ends as you hum in amusement.

“Really? And what’s that?”

“It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you, baby.” Yeonjun chuckled. “Let’s just get ready for the mission now, hm?”

You grumble into his chest but let go of him to oblige.

♡

You and Yeonjun stand in front of a large building, guns strapped to both of your waists. The sun had just set, leaving a navy sky above them and the street lamps being their only source of light.

Cicadas chirp in the night as a chilly breeze drifts past them. Your hair dances in the wind, along with the trees and bushes nearby.

“Ready?” Yeonjun grins at you reassuringly.

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” You let out a small breath, turning into a puff of smoke in the winter weather, and smile back. Yeonjun nods and looks up at the building towering over them. It was the headquarters of your secret agent organization’s enemy.

The mission was simple. Sneak into the building, destroy any information that they have on your agent organization, and get out.

Simple, but not easy.

Being the head building of the organization, there was bound to be a lot of bodyguards. Plus, it was New Year’s Eve, which likely meant double the security. It wasn’t a surprise that you and Yeonjun were chosen, being the aces of your organization.

“Let’s go.” Yeonjun suggests. You follow him as he opens the window at the back of the building and slips inside. He signals you to come in as well after making sure the coast was clear.

The whole way to the floor of information on your organization was too easy. There were barely guards in sight, just a few here and there, but nothing you and Yeonjun couldn’t take care of or sneak past.

You decided to shake the weird feeling off, guessing that even the agents were celebrating with their families and friends.

Yeonjun led the way up, and back down after you had destroyed all the information and evidence of your presence. The two of you easily snuck out of the building without being seen and quickly let your boss know about your success.

Yeonjun takes your hand as the two of you slowly walk away from the building, “That was easier than expected, huh?”

“Guess everyone’s out for the holidays.” You lean your head against his shoulder. Yeonjun chuckles and plants a soft kiss on your forehead.

Unexpectedly, you hear a muffled shouting from behind you. The two of you whip your heads around. It’s a man, specifically one of the bodyguards.

One hand presses onto the wound the two of you gave him earlier, assuming he was dead, and the other holds a gun. A explosive, chilling noise rings in your ears, the undeniable screech of a bullet shooting towards you.

“Shit- Y/n, get back!” Yeonjun’s eyes widen as he shoves you out of the way.

The rest unfolds in a blink of an eye and you can’t even process what happened until after it did.

Yeonjun rips out his gun, firing bullets back at the bodyguard. The bullet the guard had fired sinks into Yeonjun’s abdomen and pierces his skin, making him stumble to the ground and wince.

“YEONJUN!” You cry, sprinting to your boyfriend after checking to see if the security guard threat was clear.

Yeonjun coughs out blood as he holds the wound. Red stains his shirt and trickles to the ground. You curse under your breath, squeezing your eyes shut to force incoming tears back in, and apply pressure onto his wound.

“Why the fuck did you do that?!” You scold, avoiding Yeonjun’s gaze. That gaze filled with sadness and warmth and pain and so many more feelings that all mix together, yet he felt more concern for you than anything else.

“Y/n..” Yeonjun smiled, placing a hand on yours, “love you.”

“What..?” You whisper and look into his eyes, and his smile makes your voice start to break. “Don’t- don’t say that.. you’re not going to die. You are not leaving me.”

“He shot my abdominal aorta. You know I’m not going to make it.” His blood doesn’t stop flowing and it dirties your hands as you press harder onto his wound.

“Yeonjun, shit- don’t-“

Yeonjun slowly reaches his free hand into his pocket, “Remember that surprise I had? I want to tell you before going.”

You follow his gaze as he pulls out a small case. It opens and you let out a small gasp.

“Love, I’m sorry to do this to you.. but I wanted to let you know. You make me happiest when I’m with you. I’m glad you came into my life.. I couldn’t have found anyone better. Thank you for being with me all this time.” Yeonjun looks up at you. “So I have to ask.. will you marry me?”

“Yeonjun, I-“ Your breath catches in your throat, staring at Yeonjun’s injured state and the diamond ring he holds in front of you. Tears spill from your eyes, turning your eyes blurry so you can’t even see clearly anymore when you nod furiously.

You hear Yeonjun let out a small chuckle and he slips the ring onto your finger. He wipes a tear away from your eyes and places it back onto your hand.

“You better not die on me now.” You say sternly with a sniffle. You know you can’t stop the god-forsaken bleeding, you know that you’re just being selfish, and you curse yourself for it. For not having the ability to save Yeonjun, and for having to rely on him to hold on.

“I love you..” He whispers with his eyes closed so that only you can hear.

In the far distance, you can hear the crackle of fireworks as they bloom above you in multiple colors. Into the midnight sky, speckled with twinkling stars.

But as the clock strikes 12 AM, your fiancée’s hand goes cold and you are left alone.