- romilly died in 2015. in 2017, she lived again. now working as a government agent alongside the itching desire known as "bloodlust", she's in crossroads.
- adrian chase is a busboy at fennel fields. on his off nights, he's vigilante. with his bes...
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ROMY sat in the car, fiddling with the keys as she anxiously bobbed her leg up and down anxiously. She rolled down the window, "Milly?" He questioned.
"Come on," She gestured, unlocking it.
"I didn't kill him," He confessed. Romy nodded, looking at him. "I think I might've made things worse." Adrian's lip quivered, tugging at Romy's heart.
Romy drove silently, and she parked in front of his house. "Can you come in with me?" Adrian asked her. "Please?"
"Of course," She cooed, opening up her car door. Romy walked to the other side, opening up his.
"You're wearing my sweater," Adrian smiled a little.
"Yeah, and you're wearing the one I got you." She smiled back. "Come on, big boy," She took the keys from him, letting Romy unlock the door into his house.
She dropped him onto his bed, giving him the privacy to change. Romy stripped herself of her bra and her lower half of clothing, minus her underwear. "Mills?" Adrian whispered, now changed into sweatpants.
"Yeah," She whispered back, walking toward the door. Adrian gawked at the sight of her, truly taking it in. "I can take the couch if you need me to."
"Don't be ridiculous," Adrian interlocked their hands, guiding her through the dark room. He crashed onto a queen-sized bed, Romy plopping down beside him. "Thank you,"
"Of course, Adrian. Or should I say... Vigilante?" Adrian sat up immediately, staring at her perplexed.
"How the fuck do you know? Shit, this totally compromises you now!" Romy laughed, tugging him back down with his waist. "How are you not freaked out?"
"Adrian..." She looked at him, the two barely making an outline of one another in the dark room. Romy took off his glasses, folding the edges and putting them on his nightstand. He watched her, his eyes scanning her lips and face in detail.
"You being Vigilante doesn't freak me out," She admitted. "It never will. In fact, it's a little sexy," Adrian blushed as she giggled at the sentiment. "I mean, I have bloodlust. It's a thing where you like to kill, and it's not something that can be entirely tamed."
"That's so fuckin' hot," Adrian spoke without thinking.
Romy laughed into his chest, the rumbling sound sending waves of vibrations down both of their bodies. "So you're okay with the fact that I kill bad people?" Adrian asked to confirm.
"Only if you're okay with the fact that I do the same thing." She replied, and his grip around her waist tightened. "Did you just get turned on?"
"So turned on," Adrian said truthfully. "I'm just imagining you... dripping in blood." He hummed, his eyes closed. Romy smiled, flipping off of him and onto her side of his bed.
He shuffled, moving to face her. Adrian just looked at her, his mind no longer running a million miles per hour. It was a little serene, being able to enjoy the peaceful moment.
"Now that you know, are we going against any sort of protocol?" Adrian asked her, his hands hugging her waist and pulling her closer. Romy dragged her hands across his chest, stopping at his shoulders and wrapping her arms at the base of his neck.
"It's a black ops mission, so technically there is no protocol," She informed him. Adrian hummed in response, a goofy grin on his face. "Penny for your thoughts?"
"Oh, it's not much. It's just... I'm so close to getting everything that I wanted. Peacemaker and I are working together, I got myself a smokin' hot girlfriend," Romy laughed, "And I've been balancing work and being Vigilante really good. Soon enough, I'll only have to become Vigilante. And hey, maybe you could move in with me, and go into that history field as you talked about earlier."
Romy grinned, thinking about it. "Let's have our fourth date, and see how it goes from there, m'kay?" Adrian nodded, "Though, yes, things do switch up now that we'll be spending a lot more time together,"
"You think they'll get mad?"
"About what?"
"I'm a huge fan of PDA," Adrian grinned like a child, and Romy laughed at his words.
"Maybe not too much, but I'm sure you could sneak a few kisses in here or there. We are on duty to save the world and whatnot." Romy told him.
"Delightful,"
Romy turned her back now against his chest. He draped an arm over her, and she could feel his heart beating rapidly. "I know you're excited, Adrian, but we gotta go to bed." Romy soothed, rubbing comforting circles on his arms.
Adrian nodded, giving her a kiss on the cheek before actually attempting to go to bed. Successfully, they both fell asleep. The night was quiet and good to the couple, as they didn't wake up a wink throughout the night.
When the sunrise came, and the alarm struck five a.m, Adrian's eyes had fluttered open. He grabbed his glasses, groggily trying to make sense of the world. He let out a content sigh, remembering what events took place the night before. Holy shit, was it a dream?
Adrian panicked, but the body next to her turned, wrapping her arms around him. He smiled, smoothing out her hair with one of his hands. So it was real. Score!
His phone chimed, and soon so did Romy's. He turned it over, seeing the contact name. "Yo, Peacemaker! What up?"
"Hey, Adrian." Chris's voice spoke through the speaker. "Listen, you need to come down. Murn has some shit he wants to show us."
"Okay," Adrian grinned.
"And if you can reach her, tell Romy to pick up her phone. Leota's been trying her all morning," Adrian looked down at the said girl, who was still sleeping.
"Yeah,"
With that, Adrian carefully got up, went to the bathroom, and changed into his Vigilante uniform, minus the helmet. He looked down the hall, and Romy was gone from the bed. confused, Adrian heard a car beep.
He walked out of the house, getting in the passenger seat. "I saw the missed calls. I really hope this isn't something important," Adrian kissed her cheek 'good morning'. "Can you drive? I gotta change,"
Adrian nodded, switching seats as Romy shuffled into the backseat. "I always keep spare clothes in my car. In case I get blood all over the first set," She explained, now in her bra and underwear as she put on her socks, then her pants, and the rest of her army tactical gear.
Adrian tried to keep his focus on the road, but soon Romy shuffled back to the front seat, sitting down in the passenger. Adrian offered one of his hands, and Romy smiled like a dork when she took it.
They pulled up, getting out of the car. "Ready to start the day?"
