Ink's POV
I broke away from Error and looked around, devising a plan in my head. Normally I wouldn't plan ahead but this one was important to me.
There was one guard at the door. It seemed the second one left to do something else.
I needed him out of the way. It finally came to me.
Me: Error. I need you to do something for me?
Error looked at me curiously.
Me: Pretend to be my boyfriend.
I said, patting his chest, and walking off to grab something. My eyes noticed a man pushing a white cloth covered cart. There were several empty glasses and bottles of opened wine. I approached the cart slowly, trying to hide myself behind people as I got closer.
The man was distracted by pouring wine into glasses. I stood close to him and slowly reached from behind to grab a bottle while he wasn't looking.
I backed away and walked over to the guard that stood in front of the door. I took a sip from the bottle, beginning to put on an astonishing act. I leaned against his shoulder.
Me: You know. I don't understand why you even work here. You know that your mate is a fucking cunt, right? Are you doing this just to take the piss at this point?
I said while taking another sip of alcohol from the bottle. The guard didn't say anything but I could tell that I was beginning to annoy him, especially with me resting my arm on his shoulder.
Error suddenly appeared from the crowd of people.
Error: Babe, there you are. I was looking everywhere for you.
He said in a calm voice as he lightly grabbed my shoulders. I pushed myself away from him, stumbling a little to add to my act.
Me: Don't... fucking touch me. You never let me have any fun.
Error sighed, looking at the guard.
Error: I've been trying to get him to the restroom. Can you help me?
The man sighed heavily before roughly grabbing my arms. I was pulled to the nearest toilet down an empty hallway with Error close behind.
He let go of me to open the door, allowing me to discard the act. However before I could do anything, Error put his hand over the guard's mouth and drug him into the room.
The struggling man soon fell unconscious. Turns out that Error had a cloth drenched with chloroform. I looked at the hitman.
Me: You had that?
Error: I thought it might be necessary to carry one today.
I couldn't help but show a concerned expression on my face. I shook my head from the thought, trying get my mind focused on the task once more.
Me: Now what?
Error: One of us can wear the uniform. It might make it easier to get into that door.
Me: That's... actually bloody brilliant.
I locked the door behind me and Error began to take off the guard's clothing. I turned around to give Error privacy for a few seconds. Once he was done, I looked at him.
Error was dressed in the uniform, somewhat causing my cheeks to become warm. I moved my eyes to the floor, folded my arms, and acted like I wasn't attracted to his current appearance.
I slid my black mask back on before opening the door and locking it behind us. We walked back. Each step closer to my goal made me become curious for what might happen next.
We entered the room that was once blocked. I admired everything that caught my attention.
The room was dimly lit and the floor was made of laminated black oak. Reflections were quite visible which almost made the room look bigger. Square recessions in the walls served as the home of a variety of weapons. Glass cases lined against one another. Every one of them held some sort of expensive jewelry or other valuables.
However I was only interested in one thing, a ruby and diamond necklace that belonged to the royal family some years ago. I had no intention of giving it back. I wanted to keep it as it was quite rare.
I slipped on a pair of gloves and took out a small tin that contained powder. I had to make sure that there were no lasers.
I opened it before blowing into the tin, causing some power to fly into the air. To my convenience, not a single bright line appeared which meant I was able to lift up the case.
A breath was held in my mouth as I carefully used my hands to move the glass aside. My hand reached into my inner coat pocket, pulling out an identical replica of the necklace.
I quickly switched the necklaces and stuffed the piece of jewelry into my coat. After placing the case exactly where it was supposed to be, Error and I rushed out of the room.
Error headed to the toilet to change while I rejoined the crowd of people. No one seemed to notice that the guard went missing.
A pair of hands suddenly rested themselves on my waist. Error's voice could be heard.
Error: Shall we go boyfriend~
I quietly laughed at the tease.
Me: You would have to take me out to dinner before you can call me that~
I said, playing along. However what he said next made me speechless.
Error: ...
Can I take you out to dinner?
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Circling Love (ErrInk)
FanfictieError is a hitman that is tasked with killing Ink, a troublesome thief and con-artist. However, Error doesn't want to kill the love of his life. The only reason he chases after Ink is so he could see him. To be honest, Ink loves Error but doesn't wa...