warnings: mentions of blood
XENA'S POV CHAPTER TWELVE
"Here's what we're going to do."
"So for this to have happened, there must've been a piece of the tracker they stuck in the safe that wasn't blown to pieces, which is unfortunate because i worked hard on that bomb." Bokuto's playful lips curved into a pout.
"They're after pretty boy here, it seems like everyone is." kuroos finger lifted from his jaw, lazily pointing towards oikawa who sat in the couch square next to me.
"Oh well look at you mr popular huh?" I pointed my gaze toward the man, my pupils dancing with sarcasm. It must be a busy life when everyones trying to kill you, yeah?
"For all the wrong reasons, they're just jealous at how good I am at what I do." his tongue popped out, swiping across his plump bottom lip. That cheeky bastard.
"I'll notify Sugawara about it, discussing plan details and then we'll get into it." Kita's legs wandered towards the kitchen, his phone in his hand as his fingers were typing away at the virtual keyboard.
"Finally! it's been a minute since many things happened, i was getting bored." kuroos mouth shaped into a cool smirk, his eyes telling a dangerous story as he slowly rubbed his lips together.
Something about this tells me it's going to be a long night.
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Gold sparks flew out around suna's aura as the screeching metal sliced into pieces. Oil dripped from his pale, slender fingertips and sunglasses laid gently on the bridge of his nose, shielding his green eyes.
"Kuroo," his smooth voice called out as he moved his hand, his palm facing upwards. Kuroo pranced over towards him, placing the small tracking device onto his palm.
Oikawa's body laid back into the plastic chair, his legs spread open. "You look so calm." My observation made him shift his gaze from the ceiling to me.
"The problem is still going to be there if I make a big deal out of it. You learn to relax more as time goes on." he switched his gaze back towards the ceiling.
I know he's been doing this for some time but it's still something that one shouldn't have to get used to, but I know he already knows that fact. His life is a full blown adrenaline rush, and I'm starting to get addicted to the feeling as well.
"You look calm too." He shifted my original observation back to me. I guess I wasn't flipping out either, my pulse was oddly steady and my heartbeat was pumping normally. "I don't have a reason to make a big deal out of it." I paused momentarily, his pretty brown eyes stared at me, admiration longing in his pupils.
"As long as I'm with you, I'll be just fine. You all have proved that to me multiple times." My tone was laced with trust with every word I spoke, and truth.
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Fanfiction*mafia and street racer au* "i'd like some alone time with you." his voice lowered, making sure the only people who heard was the two of us. the only response next was a nod from me, he flashed a small smile, taking my hand to lead me away from the...
