Twelve days of Agent 47 [Agent 47 X Reader]

Day 7 | Auld Lang Syne

You tag along on celebrating New Year's Eve at Diana's house.

"Oh, no..." Lucas sighed deeply as he unwrapped his belated Secret Santa present, revealing the ugliest pair of fuzzy socks you had ever seen. Pressing a hand over your mouth, you stifled a laugh.

Diana smiled amusedly and momentarily eyed you, knowing who purchased that gift for him. You raised an eyebrow at her, not able to fight your smirk. Her eyes glittered and she shook her head, fighting a laugh.

"Put them on!" Olivia pressed immediately, holding a mug of hot chocolate in her hands.

"Absolutely not!" Lucas guffawed, "Man, who got me those?"

You shifted, avoiding eye-contact with him, but he immediately noticed – "You! (Y/n), you're the worst!"

He tossed them at your face, only barely missing you. You threw your head back in laughter, grabbing the socks before throwing them back at him. "Be grateful! By the way, there is another present in the bottom of the bag."

He reached in and pulled out another box, and after unwrapping it, he found a pen set in a luxurious velvet container.

"That's lovely. Thank you, (Y/n)."

Your gift to him was the concluding present given on your friend group's Secret Santa evening. Despite that it was New Year's Eve, you had decided to give each other gifts, and whatever Christmas miracle any of you believed in, the fact that all of you had been able to join the fun was certainly one of them.

You took a sip of your wine and put your hand onto 47's leg. He was sitting next to you, be it a bit stiff, but you hadn't expected anything else. "Isn't this nice?" you mused at him, tracing circles on his thigh. "This is the first 'normal' New Year's Eve we're celebrating. With all our friends, I mean"

He hummed in response, "Not the first New Year's Eve together though. I vividly remember you and I two years ago, in that hotel room in Tokyo."
Your cheeks turned red at the reminder, your lips forming a small 'o' at the sound of his voice.

"Me too." you answered, a bit taken aback. "That was lovely. Even though I don't assume that we can have a repeat of that event tonight given our current state of privacy."

"I guess not." 47 mused, emptying his glass before placing it on top of the coffee table.

"It's almost midnight." Olivia called you both, her dark eyes glimmering a little with excitement. She had purchased some flares and a bunch of sparklers to celebrate the new year.

Diana and Lucas were already standing on the balcony and gestured towards the glasses of champagne awaiting you. Agent 47's presence behind you made you feel safe. Olivia set to preparing the fireworks in a weighted bottle on a slight distance from you. The balcony was large enough, given Diana's occupation.

Lucas peered at his watch. "One more minute."
In the distance, a few early birds were already lighting their fireworks.

Grabbing 47's hand, you smiled at him.

Life with Agent 47 was never boring, but it could also be frightening. You never doubted his skill, but one wrong move could be fatal in his line of work. So because you were grateful that he was standing right here next to you, alive and well, you squeezed his hand a bit tighter.

"Ten, nine, eight..." Lucas started to count, the rest of the small group of people soon joining in.

"Seven, six, five, four..." Olivia was already holding her lighter against the wick of the fireworks.

"Three, two, one..."

Before you could exclaim 'Happy new year', you were swept into a crushing kiss. After the initial surprise, you responded with soft pressure, smiling into it.

Around you, bursts of light erupted accompanied by loud bangs. Fireworks set the sky alight in all colours you could imagine, as if it existed only for you.

The kiss only lasted a few seconds and 47's breath was hot on your lips. "Happy new year, (Y/n)." he whispered.

"Happy new year, 47..." you responded, pecking his lips again for a moment before pulling back. Reluctantly, you released him, going to embrace the rest of your friends.

Despite his loveless youth, Lucas Grey could give the best bear-hugs. Over the years, he had become like a brother to you, as he was to 47.

"Happy new year, Lukey!" you said as he wrapped his arms around you.
"And to you, (Y/n)-ey." he replied, kissing your forehead.

You quickly embraced Olivia, who was way too busy playing with the explosive rockets.

Then, Diana. She hugged you tightly, pouring all of her appreciation for you into the gesture. You smiled, finding comfort in the familiar scent of her perfume.

"You changed him." Diana whispered, soft enough so that only you could hear. "Agent 47 has become a whole different man because of you. You might not realize it, (Y/n), but you've switched a button in his head that none of us even knew he had."

Your heart leapt and you fought against upcoming tears.

"I'm honoured to be that person." you mused. "I love him."

"And he loves you. Even if he has an unusual way of saying it. When he looks at you... He has a very different look in his eye, one that I had never seen before until you came along."

You knew it was true. He had never said those words out loud, but his actions spoke volumes, going against his nature in all ways and thus proving truer than anything.

"(Y/n)," Diana said, "I've been working with 47 for a very long time, so I know this: since he met you, he started to learn how to be human. You're the one who taught him how to love. One step at a time, but you're an incredibly patient woman."

Cheeks aflush with the compliment, you took a sip of your champagne.
"I know." you muttered, "And I have learned the definition of loving unconditionally."

Diana smiled at you, a playful glimmer in her eye.

"I've seen the way you two look at each other. Should we expect happy news soon?"

If you were blushing before, then now you were on fire. "Oh, I'm not sure if—"

"I'm only joking around, (Y/n)," Diana said with a wink, "It would be nice, though..."

Olivia interrupted the conversation by handing you both some sparklers, lighting them so you could hold them. You looked at it for a moment before finding 47, who was stunningly beautiful in the soft light coming from the sparkles.

His eyes were mesmerizing, and your heart drummed in your throat at the intensity of his eye-contact.

Whatever the year may bring, you promised in your mind, I will always be with you.

Unbeknownst to you, 47 was making a similar promise.