Chapter 14

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Whilst Blitz recovered, you felt obliged to take his place and assist Moxxie and Millie on their missions. Soon, you'd discovered a newfound joy in murder, it was almost therapeutic. Day after day, you reentered the office with splatters of crimson blood dripping from every inch of your body. 

"How was work?"

You'd arrived home now, where Blitz lounged on the couch doing a circular motion with his left shoulder. It was slowly healing, but he was determined on keeping the arm in motion and getting back on the job. You took your coat off and hung it on a peg beside the door.

"Good, we killed off some old bat today, but she had guns and shit." you replied, tossing your bag on the floor under your coat.

"You didn't get hurt, did you?" he asked, his gaze following you as you made your way to the bathroom.

You inhaled sharply and hid your right arm behind your back, as there was a split in your flesh where the old hag had shot you. It didn't hurt too much, but was sore to the touch.

"Nah, the bitch was blind." you lied through your teeth, before slipping into the bathroom and turning the tap on. You splashed water on your face and arms and began washing away blood.

"You sure?"

"Duh, also, I brought you this." you stepped out of the bathroom with a towel in hand, wiping your face. You grabbed your bag and dug around in it until you found a small red box. You tossed it to him and walked back into the bathroom.

"Aw, Y/N are you proposing to me?" he said jokingly, inspecting the box in his hands.

"Shut the fuck up and just open it." you say with a roll of your eyes. 

Blitz peeled away a small piece of tape at the top of the box, and lifted the cardboard flaps apart. He pulled out a plastic box, which inside encased an expertly crafted horse figurine. It showcased a beige horse with Blitz sat on top of it. You peered out of the bathroom and watched  Blitz's eyes widen in joy and he squealed in delight.

You stepped out of the bathroom and leant against the doorframe, arms crossed over your chest with a smirk on your lips as you watched Blitz flip out over a tiny horse. You pressed your lips together to prevent yourself from bursting out in laughter.

"I might put this in resin just so I never break it." he said, holding the toy close to his face before jumping up and rushing to you. He hugged you around your waist and planted a kiss on your forehead, "Thank you. I love you."

You smiled warmly and, stepping up onto your toes, you kissed him on the cheek and said, "You're welcome. I love you too." You stroked his arm gently before walking towards the kitchen.

"You hungry?" you asked, while pouring yourself a bowl of cereal.

"No, thanks. I just had pizza." he responded, tossing himself back onto the couch. You glanced over your shoulder to where you saw an empty box of microwavable pizza on the counter and the microwave with, presumably, tomato sauce and cheese splattered all around it.

"Did the pizza explode or something?" you asked, laughing, as you looked inside the microwave. You turned to Blitz with one hand on your hip and tilting your head slightly to the side with a sarcastic look of disappointment. He threw his hands up in childish defence.

"How was I supposed to know it only needed to go for 5 minutes?"

"Because it says that in bright red writing on the front- wait, how long did you put it in there for?"

"Only like... 20 minutes... But still! It was only a dollar from the corner shop."

You laughed and turned back to the microwave and began wiping the inside.

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