𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘

ꜱᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ... ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ.

[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇��𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

1. ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴜʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ?
2. ᴡʜᴏ ɪꜱ ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢᴇꜱ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀɴꜱᴡᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴍᴀᴄʜɪɴᴇ?
3. ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ?
4. ᴡʜʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴄᴏɴᴠᴇʀꜱᴀᴛɪᴏɴ?

[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

“… sure.”

He decided to make things easier for her by removing his jacket.

After tossing it aside, he motioned toward the box with his head.

“Open it. It's for you.”

[MIDNIGHT ANGEL . @LONER4TWO]

She opened the door , holding a wet towel in her own hands as her eye make up seemed to be cleaned for once . Sunken eyes remained , but her facials were there .

“ . . I — won’t . “

Bad timing .

“ . . Not even to help you ? “

[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

His eyes darted to the bathroom door, seeing @LONER4TWO step out.

“… please don't say anything.”

[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

Jacket stumbled into the apartment, blood pouring through his jacket from a nasty cut he had gotten from a Russian mobster. He picked up a box from beside the door and sat on the couch, deciding to rest up until he decided to treat his wounds.

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[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

“I’m not that bad at cooking.”

He stood up and walked over to the kitchen, beginning to rummage through the cabinets to make a list in his head of the supplies they had.

“We could make a cake if you want.”

[MIDNIGHT ANGEL . @LONER4TWO]

Her head bumped the other , in a gentle sway , she nodded her head with a fond smile .

“ Yeah .
I’ll see what we have , I don’t want you to start a fire . “

She let him settle the arm .

[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

He moved a bit closer before his arm tentatively wrapped around her, but it did not fully settle down in case she rejected him.

“Do you want to stop watching it and see what we can cook? I’m not a chef, but I manage.”

[MIDNIGHT ANGEL . @LONER4TWO]

“ Huh . “

— her head sulked , her cheek leaning into the others’ hand . Feeling that soft warmth before it was moved away . Almost wanting it to linger .

“ Don’t apologize for it .
Please , don’t . “

[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

“No. It's always like this. Same stories, same names.”

His eyes slowly trailed away from the TV and down to her hand, then to her cheek, before focusing back on the TV, seemingly nervous.

“I’m sorry for the mess. I don't usually have people over... or at all, I mean.”

[MIDNIGHT ANGEL . @LONER4TWO]

“ Thanks . “

She spoke , her head heavy from all the crying . Her hand came up to smear the mascara more against her cheek , she didn’t seem to care .

“ . . These channels are all the same , they never change huh . “

[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

“No. I’m used to it.”

He sat down beside her and eyed the phone, tempted to order a pizza before resisting. He opted to watch TV instead and grabbed the remote to switch to a different channel.

“I restocked the kitchen… help yourself.”

[MIDNIGHT ANGEL . @LONER4TWO]

“ A little . “

She responded , watching him leave before coming back . Her startled expression seemed to calm down once the blood had washed away . She’s still not used to this style of life .

“ Are you tired ? “

[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

He stared, then nodded.

Jacket stepped back and retreated into his room to change before he stepped out again and looked over at her.

“. . . are you hungry?”

[MIDNIGHT ANGEL . @LONER4TWO]

mascara smeared , she’d been crying so much . A light sniffle , before her head turned upward and noticing the looming shadow .

Her body moved , grabbing the back of the couch as her soiled eyes stared .

“ . . Welcome home . “

A gentle tone in her strained voice .

[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

Stepping into the apartment, varsity jacket stained with ichor and dirt.

He turned, then moved to stand before the couch, waiting for her to notice.

[MIDNIGHT ANGEL . @LONER4TWO]

( . . . )

Laying on the couch , tv having static playing .

[MIDNIGHT ANGEL . @LONER4TWO]

— temp pin , hotline miami

[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

Jacket grabbed the shotgun and aimed, firing a shell into a bigger man and switching his sights onto Don.

It's a standoff now, but at least he evened the odds, even if slightly outnumbered.

[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

He quickly dashed out of the way, sticking close to the wall before he was close enough to grab one of his men and use them as a shield.

Jacket snatched the SMG out of the deceased thug’s grasp and used its shoulder as a mount before returning fire.

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[ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏꜱꜱ . @LULLABYBOSS]

footsteps closing in , the mafia men strapped before opening fire on the unknown mask .

[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

He downed two or three of Don’s men before his magazine ran dry. Jacket dropped the corpse and rushed forward as the men reloaded, using the buttstock of the firearm to decommission a henchman with a shotgun.

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[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

The veteran stepped into the room, rubber panther mask stained with blood, as he held a one-eyed optic in one hand and a butterfly knife in the other.

Just standing there… staring at Don and his men.

[ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏꜱꜱ . @LULLABYBOSS]

@MIAMISXCIXPATH ,

He tapped at the gun strapped to his side , humming a soft tune under the moonlight waltz . His men had already cleared out the room , yet the suspect wasn’t here .

“ Go search for em . Can’ be too far . “

He said in a deep tone .

[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

He busted open another crate and grabbed the chainsaw inside, pulled the cord, and got the engine roaring to life.

Gaze locked onto hers, as if waiting for her also to get back on her feet.

[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

He bit his tongue to avoid making any noise, but damn, did the stab hurt like hell. Luckily, nothing important was hit.

Jacket reached to his side for something to use, and found a wooden piece that was burned halfway.

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[ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇ & ʜᴏᴘᴇ @K1LLERZDELIGHT]

Helping in a blossoming fire that swelled .

Another swing of her sword forward to lodge it to the others ‘ arm . Focusing to swiftly injure at least one to dampen the coming blows .

[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

Grabbing it, he threw it her way and dislodged the sword from his arm, kicking her in the shin to throw her down.

He muttered something, but the mask made it inaudible to the other.

Jacket jumped to his feet and quickly switched masks again to a rubber swan one.

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[𝐇𝐎𝐓 & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

He raised his fists again, sending a mean cross straight to her face, ignoring the crunch of his knuckles as they made contact.

[𝐇𝐎��� & 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 @MIAMISXCIXPATH]

… that was easy. He wonders if he can break it anymore.

He side-stepped and aimed again, showing no signs of wavering despite the crate beside him being set ablaze.

Jacket pulled the trigger and didn't bother to wait to see if his plan worked.

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[ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇ & ʜᴏᴘᴇ @K1LLERZDELIGHT]

good arm and slashing it forward to aim toward the gun .

“ Yer payin’ fo that ! “

She lashed out , like a caged animal . The sparks of the sword lighting the crate next to them aflame .