separate ways | enzo x reader

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After Enzo had finished threatening Yuri within an inch of his life, the car ride after that because quite silent - mainly because i think everyone had so much shit going on inside their heads there wasn't really any need to talk.

My mind was still stuck thinking about worst case scenarios of what could be happening in Hawkins, but i was also in guilt of being a bit more selfish and thinking about worse case scenarios for myself.

That man, that red vine man had come to me twice already - who's to say he wont come back again and whatever happens to me  next could be 10x worse.

When we came to a prompt stop in front of a bricked church - which wasn't exactly ideal for wanted people as being in an open zone was not preferable - we all silently headed out towards the hefty oak doors leading to the entrance, until Yuris voice cut through the air.

"Come on, this way"

As we followed after him in the lashing wind, Enzo muttered to him - what was most probably another warning, as we all stood, cold and shivering waiting for the smuggler to open the door whist they continued to biker in Russian.

"You where trapped in a cell with this dull man and you didn't take the opportunity to smoother him" he tuts making my roll my eyes, not surprisingly catching his attention.

"And you, you sleep with him - talk about sleeping with the enemy" He continued, and i have never wanted to punch someone so hard in the face as of right now.

Both mine and Enzo's eyes where wide as everyone els took turns latching their eyes in confusions and shock.

I mean what were they expecting - we couldn't have just interrupted and told Murray and Joyce that we where a thing, and how the hell did Yuri even figure it out?

"Asshole" i muttered as Yuri eventually opened the door and i stoped forward, away from the prying eyes.

And just when you thought it couldn't get any worse - what could only be describes as a shamble of metal put together to make some kind of attempt at a sorry excuses of a helicopter, stood leaning over us like a doomed death trap, i mean it might as well have that written along the side of it.

A hand reached the bottom of my back as Yuri walked in and pronounced his awe at the bulk of metal in-front of us, i could tell the hand belonged to Enzo, and i guess it was his way of apologising,in the open, for Yuris actions - but hey, now they all knew it saved a-lot of talking time.

"Beautiful yes" he gawked, standing proud and tall in front of the beastly machine that probably couldn't even get us to Alaska.

"Please tell me this is another poor joke" Murray spoke, the distaste in his voice evident and i prayed that was in fact some form of impractical joke.

"You said you had a plane" Joyce sneered storming up to a now very, small and timid looking Yuri as he stared down at the feisty women in front of him.

" A plane!" She continued, slapping his hard along his arm this time whilst i tired to cover my smirk by looking down - she was really showing the girl rage now.

"No no no i - i told you i could fly you home, and Katinka can fly you home little bird " Yuri explained, chucking towards the end and pointing towards, what was now named Katinka.

But Katinka really - i'm putting my whole life and trust in the hands of a helicopter named after some chick. Its just not filling me with confidence right now.