BL One Shots 18+

Target Acquired ~2~ (Bright/Gulf)

The only thing moving in this crumbling broken down house was his hands as he continued to cut at the straps while I felt the last 10 years of my life come crashing down.

Bright: I couldn't even get myself to not look at him as my hand starts to grip the bloody mask in my hand. "Did You Know?!?"

Lawrence: His hands went still as he looks up at me in confusion. "If I didn't know about the compounds going against each other than why else would I ask you about it before killing you? Your a bit thick headed aren't you?"

Bright: "That's not what I'm talking about."

Lawrence: Now he looked even more confused as his glare cuts deeper into me. "What else would I be fucking talking about? What, have you never seen an executioner without his mask before? Did you not think he could be so handsome? Well I'm sorry to disappoint you."

I don't understand, how can he be an executioner?...

Bright: Trying my best to continue to stay calm I just throw his mask at the wall and press my hand to top of my hood with frustration. "Just stop talking and let me think okay."

Lawrence: "You really didn't know that they were sending you after an executioner did you?"

Bright: "No I didn't and I don't want to kill one of my own men so how about I release your straps and you call your compound and tell them you lost me."

Lawrence: "And why should I do that? I don't know you, I have no reason to let you leave here alive."

Bright: "You don't really trust people do you?"

Lawrence: He just shrugs his shoulders as he starts to cut the cord again. "There is no room to trust in this line of work, do you trust anyone?"

I don't know anymore, I thought I did...

Bright: "I do but it's a bit complicated right now."

Lawrence: "Isn't that sweet, this executioners heart is soft. Let me guess you chose to do the one thing were not suppose to do and found someone to love. Aren't you just a big bag of surprises."

How could he say that...

Bright: "Do you not have a lover?"

Lawrence: "There is no room in this life for love, no time and no safety either."

Than what does that make me Lawrence, what does that make me?

Bright: I could feel my eyes burning as I take a step toward him and press my hand to his chest to release the straps. "Your view on this life is no way to live, you should change that."

Lawrence: As the straps fell to the ground he just rubs his arms and stares at me in disbelief. "Who are you to choose how I live?" I just took a step back as he rubs his wrists and that his face twists into a grin. "But I must thank you target 101827 because you did exactly what I needed you to."

Seems like his compound gave me the same target number that mine gave me so the mission couldn't be failed.

Either way target 101827 would have died...

Bright: "And what is that?"

Lawrence: "You dropped your guard." I didn't have time to think as he threw the knife at me. I had miscalculated the speed by a millisecond and that is why I had to take a step back in pain because when I had opened my hand there was nothing in it. The knife was hilt deep in my gut. "They should have taught you not to speak so much. Now you might not know why the compound sent us after each other but I really don't care, as long as I win every mission I am sent on until my contract is up than I don't care what I have to do."