Murderer x Reader. (Book two) (SCRAPED)

Chapter Fifty-Nine

Second person POV:

You looked down at the dog feeling yourself smile, It was a big dog. (The dog is a Leonberger.) You walked into Milo's bedroom looking around. It was very tidy and clean. Not a single thing out of place. You looked into the closet, seeing mainly tuxedos. He must be always at work if he doesn't have any casual wear. Maybe he has some in his drawers? You shrugged, sitting on the bed, the dog jumped and sat next to you. You smiled looking at his name tag. "Duke...What a lovely name for a dog..." You said as you started petting him. You looked around wondering where Milo went off to. You got up and went to check on him, you walked up to a door and held your hand up, about to knock, then you heard speaking. "Jammie...Why are you calling me after work..." "Can you come over here, Darling? Archer's big-" The phone got put off the speaker. "Jammie! How many times do I have to tell you that I don't want to hear about stuff like that!?" You stared, wondering what was happening behind the door.

Milo's POV: 

"C'mon, Darling! You should get yourself out there!" I sighed, "I don't want to, Jammie. For the last time." Jammie would whine, "Oh, Pleaseeeeee?" I groaned. "Again! No!" He sniffled, "Milo...A-Are you not into me?" I sighed, "Jammie, please don't cry. Besides, you have many boyfriends..." "But you're my favorite!" He cried. "If I really was, you would have given me attention today. Instead of flirting with a barkeep..." I heard him hesitate. I sighed, "If you excuse me, I should be going." Jammie would groan slightly, "At least I know nothing will happen between you and Y/N...You're too embarrassed to even kiss me back!" He laughed. I stared at the mirror, hanging up. 'What an improper way of speaking...' I thought trying to shake off Jammie trying to get to me. I set my phone down and walked towards the door. I opened it feeling Angel fall onto my chest. I looked down smiling slightly, "Were you eavesdropping?" I asked chuckling. They put their hands on my chest getting off me. Then realized where their hands were and pulled them away. "A-Ah! I'm sorry- I didn't mean to-" I laughed smiling, "It's alright, Y/N! I understand!" They smiled nervously nodding. I chuckled slightly running my hands through my hair. "Would you like anything to eat?" "Yes, please! I haven't eaten anything all day!" I nodded smiling, "Don't worry, sweetie! I'll cook you something! Just make yourself comfortable!" I said walking off to the kitchen. 

Second Person POV:

You stood in the hallway, smiling. But once Milo left, you couldn't help but frown. Replaying the situation in your head...You wondered if you were ever going to see Archer again. Or even Archey! Everything just happened so quickly...You reached in your pocket and held Archer's ring. Felling yourself get saddened. You sat in the hallway staring at the ring. Feeling tears flow down your face, you tried to stay quiet, and not make it obvious you were crying. Hiding your face in your knees. You felt the walls close in around you. The only thing you could think of is what Archer was doing. If he was with someone else at the moment, and if it was Jammie. You flinched feeling a hand rub down your back. You looked around and saw Milo sitting beside you, rubbing your back. "I..." He hesitated but took a deep breath, "I apologize for leaving you alone...Especially when you are going through things like this. It must be very difficult to have the day go from bad, to worse." He sighed pushing his hair up. "When I got married...I thought she was the most wonderful woman in the world...She was nice and pure...And she was just full of happiness! We never did anything sinful, due to her father wishing for her to wait another few years...So we-...I waited...A while later, I find her...Committing acts to a co-worker of mine. But, unlike Archer's situation, she willingly did it..." He laughed slightly, "Can you believe it? I put all my trust in her! And," He hit his hand against the wall, "Wam!" He laughed again looking at the ceiling, "I-I don't know where I'm going with this- Or why I even told you-" "Milo...A-Are you alright?" You asked hesitantly. He looked at you, tears forming in his eyes. "Mhm!"  You sat up, facing him. "Milo...Please...Be real with me..." He sighed clenching his hand into a fist. "You can talk to me...I promise I won't-" You felt him grab your face, and the next thing you knew, his lips were pressed against yours. You felt a little guilty, but shut your eyes and continued it. A minute later he pulled away looking down at you. You looked up at him trying to catch your breath. He covered his mouth with his hand, blushing aggressively behind the gloves. "I'm sorry...That was uncalled for..." He said getting up. "I...Wanted to say, we should try our best to let them have their own time. And they can come back to us when they're ready...But it obviously didn't come out that way." He couldn't face you, "If you excuse me- I'll be in the kitchen." He said hurrying to leave. You touched your lips, you couldn't help but blush from the situation. You got up and walked towards the kitchen. Milo's back turned to the cabinet. You walked over and wrapped your arms around him. "..If you don't mind...I think I'd like it if you... Cheered me up..." You said hesitantly. "I-In what way?" You could hear the nervousness in his voice. "I think you know the way..." You could feel him tense up nervously. "I- well-" you turned him around and looked up at him, begging. He blushed nervously. "A-Alright..." You smiled. Archer had done this maybe... Forty- nine times? It should be alright for it...Just this once...Right?