Mafia AU, so everything is different, including their clothes to match the AU.
Enjoy
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Only footsteps and Killers whistling were heard as him and Cross walked down the hallway of their headquarters.
Cross was already fed up with Killers annoying whistling. He knew the other was doing it on purpose and not like Killer cared much to stop.
"Killer, shut up already.."
Cross groaned as they kept walking.
Killer smirked.
"Why, is it bothering you?"
"You're so annoying. Stop doing that."
Cross replied.
Killer hummed. Seeming to stop for a moment, much to Cross's dismay, it didn't stop completely as the other continued whistling again.
Cross stared daggers at the other, who met his gaze and didn't care to stop. Cross was already ready to slit his throat.
"Killer..."
He snarled.
The other didn't care to stop. He just kept walking, and Cross was getting a headache.
"Killer!"
"Yeahhhhh."
He dragged on. Finding the situation humorous and continued to whistle.
'That's it!'
As quick as you can blink, he pulled out a dagger and pinned killer to the wall. Placing the knife to his neck, the other yelped.
Cross growled, there is so much to do today, and the headache he had didn't help ease his mind either
"Woah- Cross buddy, calm down."
Killer put his hands up- almost as if he was caught by the cops.
Feeling Cross pulled the knife closer to his neck, he didn't say anything else.
"Shut up.."
Cross snarled, not loosening his grip on the knife or Killer.
"What are you idiots doing?"
A tired voice spoke from down the hall.
They turn their heads to see Dust, with a 'I'm so done with everything' face.
"Dust, I'm so glad you're here -"
Cross put more pressure on his neck with the dagger, silencing him.
Dust sighed. "C'mon, Nightmare called."
And with that, Dust turned the corner and left the two alone once more, Cross looked at Killer and walked away.
Killer felt pain on his neck but didn't pay much mind to it and caught up to Cross.
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"Dismissed."
Everyone stood up to leave, including Cross, but he was stopped by a tendril that wrapped itself around his waist.
"Cross, stay a moment."
Night smirked.
The smaller nodded as Nightmare walked up to him.
"I need you and Dust for a misson on town square."
He went behind Cross and wrapped his arms around his waist.
"Can you do that."
Nightmare asked, placing his head on Cross' shoulder.
"Yes, sir."
Cross replied, not really minding the action of the taller.
Nightmare hummed, content with the answer.
"Perfect."
He basically purred, pressing kisses on Cross' neck.
Cross flinched, but didn't do anything to stop the other as this was all too normal.
