𝗖𝗥𝗜𝗠𝗦𝗢𝗡 𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗘 | 𝗧.𝗢𝗜𝗞𝗔𝗪𝗔

three

special dedication to reyna, & cherry mwah

!TW!: weed / smoking

OIKAWA'S POV CHAPTER THREE

[morning of the killing before coming home to xena]

"stiller, he's in here for you. i already tied him to the chair." reaper called out for me from the hallway i was waiting in. "what did you say his name was?" i questioned, propping myself off the brick wall of the hallway. "we couldn't find much, seems as if someone cleaned his slate before we could get to it but he goes by 'king'." kuroo informed.

the smell of metal filled my nose as i began to walk towards the small room, a single light bulb shining over the pathetic excuse of a 'man' tied down to it.

my left eyebrow peaked up, immediately disgusted by just glancing over his face. "i'm sorry! it wasn't my plan, i was doing wh-" a single gunshot cut himself off as i shot the metal gun that was placed in my hand up.

"shut the fuck up, you dont talk unless i allow you to. now, with that being said, what did you do again? i can't recall." sarcasm weaved in my voice, teasing the soul in front of me. he was practically shaking in his boots already and we hadn't even started yet.

he sat there, not speaking a word after i asked him the question i already knew the answer to. "not speaking? cat got your tongue?" standing on both feet, i walked toward his chair. "maybe this will make you talk, hm?" i teased again, placing the muzzle of the gun between his eyebrows.

"fine!, i was assigned a mission to spy and watch over you." he finally admitted, missing one key part of the mission that was also apart of it. he chose to leave out the one part i wanted to hear from him.

"and?" i peaked up, wanting him to continue while pressing the muzzle into his skull with more pressure. silence filled the air before i began to think of a better way to get information out of this asshole.

"let's do something, more fun! reaper would you get me my stuff?" side eyeing reaper, i seen him nod. "what are yo- NO" he yelled, rather loudly in my ear as i pushed him off of the chair harshly. "shut the fuck up." i repeated myself for the second time.

the noise of plastic filled my ears as kuroo walked in with a long plastic sheet to cover the area."this is going to be quite messy." a dark chuckle escaped my lips as i set it down in the spots i wanted it to cover before shifting my attention back on the guy who was struggling to move on the floor.

reaper began to hand more rope my way as i wrapped the material around his neck. "hm," i hummed as my hands grabbed onto the rope on his wrist, twisting and pulling to dig the material deeper in his skin, blood flooding out in the process.

"aw, you got it on my shirt, asshole." my eyes rolled back before tightening the rope, his screams and cries filled the sound in the air around us.

"i'll talk i'll talk!" he cried out in agony, "i was also told to dig up information on your girl." the words flew out of his mouth, making me sigh.

"well, did you get anything interesting?" i provoked, the fact that she was already being involved made me beyond agitated. "no," he breathed out in frustration.

"for the record, if you're going to spy on someone, at least be smart about it." i circled around him before tightening the rope that was wrapped around his neck as blood poured out.

"oh yeah, and at least be good at it because clearly, you suck. now, who do you work for?" i began to question again, wanting more information.

he decided it would be a good idea to ignore me, again. pulling the switchblade from my back pocket, i held it up to the side of his head.