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Mini AN, before you start reading. What's in Spanish is translated in italics below! TR: translation... My Spanish isn't perfect, sorry for any mistakes 😭
3 Years Later
"Emergency mission? What do you mean Yanfei?" Looking to her with a bit of curiosity, annoyance hides behind it.
"One of the major crime bosses is going to transport nuclear chemicals he's hidden deep within his outdoor warehouse. You're the only free agent, you have to go."
"As what?" She shrugs, packing up her things. She texts me the address and smiles. As well as a quick set up of how things are there.
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"You're one of the best, don't let our rival agency beat us to this one, hm? I know you can do this!" Ever since Yanfei started going out with someone shes been around less and less, it's beginning to become a problem since she's our plan maker.
After having a late night with the case file I decide to do some late night shopping. I reach for the more culturally appropriate suit, but think better of it. A spy must always commit to a disguise. A nice lady comes up.
"Tú muchacho no tiene algo con que se puede vestir?" TR: Doesn't your boyfriend have something to wear?
"Aye no, no es eso. No más estoy mirando, gracias." TR: No it's not that. I'm just looking, thanks.
"Deja me ayudarte. Que es tú talla?" TR: Let me help you. What's your size?
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At the end of the shopping trip you've left with an oversized suit and the dress you were looking for. You return to an empty apartment, the whole house quiet and not a thing amiss. You put the dress in the bathroom for steaming and sigh as you begin to style a wig for tomorrow's disguise. What Yanfei said about being free, that's only because you don't have anyone left in your life. The only good thing in your life ghosted you and you managed to lose him twice. You accidentally burn your hand on the curling iron, hurriedly pulling away. "For fucks sake.." You sigh deciding to leave the burn alone and head into the shower instead.
The next night rolls around, after getting lost, despite the location being given away by blaring music, you arrive a bit late. The dancers going out one by one to perform, the only issue is you don't know how to dance. Not this routine. Before you go the director motions you over, could it be you're already caught? "You go out the next act, wait here." You stifle a sigh of relief and look to the ground as you stand there. After a few moments a familiar scent wafts into the air and a man soon comes next to you, giving you a warm smile.
"Tú eres la reemplazo para mi danzante? Yo soy tú compañero para la noche." With a warm smile he takes your hand. It's Itto. You take away your hand, backing away for a moment. TR:You're the replacement for my partner? I'm your partner for the night.
The other dancers soon prance their way back, leaving you the first one to go out. He leads you to the back middle of the clearing, the other four on each side. "What are you doing here, Itto? And out of everything, why did you have to be my dance partner.." He chuckles quietly, beginning the dance. This dance is meant to be romantic courtship, out of everything why this one?
You look to the birthday girl, making sure she hasn't noticed something amiss. She smiles with such ease, yet she most likely knows of her father's horrible crimes. She almost distracts you from the white haired bozo to your left, who's starting off by the invitation to dance. Itto soon leads and you begin your elegant movements. You had taken a class.. a couple.. more than a couple, dance lessons on baile folklórico before. That was when times were simpler, when Itto and you would have fun together. With ease you glide into rhythm with him. Millions of thoughts running around in your on the fact he's here. You hadn't seen him in 3 years, not since the fight. Your breakup fight, yet now here he is smiling. The dance requires little contact, but still to get close. You keep your smile on as he comes close to your face for the little time that this goes on. The end of the song comes quicker than expected, your heart beating faster. He spins you around into his arms, letting his hat cover your face as it comes close. Not a word was said, but the way he smiles and holds you makes you sure of it. He's not angry anymore. Pulling you a smidge closer, he gives you a soft kiss and lets you go. The two of you follow suit with the other dancers and leave the dance area.
While Itto may not be angry, you still are. The fight left you with more than just bitter feelings.
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2 Years and 9 Months Ago
Your POV I can't bear his, or his grandmother's, locket in that pawn shop anymore. I may know the owner, but I can't be so trusting. I've found my own of making money now, I'll buy it or steal it back. I walk inside, the place smelling of dust. Looking to the front Jan is there as usual however, she seems a little nervous.
"Welcome in, are you here to buy or sell?" She welcomes me in with her routinely phrase, but there's quivering in her voice.
"Bargain." I approach and she immediately puts her face in her palms and cries.
"They took it.. they took your locket I'm sorry, I'm sorry.." Anxiety spikes in me, looking around it does seem a little more empty. Looking her up and down it seems like she took some sort of beating.
"Who? Who took it, Jan!?" I'll steal it back if that's the last thing I do.
"Forgive me for this.. They use my shop to launder money, so they pay to keep my shop open. But I breached a contract term and they ripped things and the daughter took it... she.."
Leaving the shop disheartened I bump into someone, stumbling back before they catch me by the wrist. Looking up I see Itto. My eyes widen in disbelief, tears falling profusely down my cheeks before a word can even be exchanged.
"My sunshine, why are you crying?" He wipes my tears, pulling me into a comforting hug. Surely this is all a dream, all of it. "I've come back for what's mine.." Me? He's come back for me? He lets me go, holding out his hand. "I'm sorry."
I realize what he means and clench my fists. "You disappeared for 2 years, don't give me a reason now that you've come back, and want the locket back? You shouldn't of given it me in the first place.. You're so selfish." He sighs, rubbing the back of his neck.
"I have my crappy reasons, no excuses, so it's best we not dwell on it. Just let me see it, (Y/N)." A girl across the street suddenly calls out to him.
"Itto..! Hurry up!" She gets into the luxurious car. My heart sinks and I look up at him in disbelief.
"I..is that your car..?" He nods, grumbling. "I see. I sold it, I sold the locket. Why keep something of somebody's who no longer loves me?"
"You.. sold it!? In there!? In that stupid pawn shop!? How could you!?" He clenches his fists ready to barge inside.
"No, someone else already bought it Itto." He turns to me, glowering.
"How could I have ever trusted someone like you."
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