ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕕 || 𝔹𝔸ℕ𝔾ℂℍ𝔸ℕ

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A sharp beam of light reached Y/N's eyes, making her open them.

"Damn... " She groaned and put her hand over her face, trying to avoid the sun.

"I fucking hate winter. " She said and got up to close the blinds.
It was not just the bright shine. The roads were covered in wet dirty snow and people in black long warm coats were walking alongside it.

'What a weather' Y/N thought and went to the bathroom.
She looked into the mirror, her mascara and lipstick smudged, her makeup sticky and lashes almost on her eyebrows. She sighed and started taking it off.
Just a few hours earlier, she was still out with her friends partying. Chris especially looked really good that day. She had to hold herself back really hard to not throw herself at him every single second.

She took off her makeup and headed back to bed.
But she couldn't fall asleep anymore so she rotted in bed for the next three hours, watching reels.
And then, suddenly she got a notification,

Chris: 'did you wake up already? you
aight?'

She smiled and immediately texted back.

'morning, yeah. kinda dead lmao, u?'

Chris: 'I'm fine. little hangover, but it
was worth it ;)'

She ended up rotting in bed the whole day. It actually felt good.
No studying, no work in the next two days, just a 'business' meeting tomorrow.
They finally found one of the werewolf gang buildings in the town. Werewolves were getting out of hands lately, changing and killing a lot of people.
And what was worse, people started making petitions on 'saving the werewolves'. What a stupid idea. Who would make a petition on helping someone who kills their own race.

Their arguments were kind of valid. They said that it's a natural way of the food chain. Just like in the wild nature, but humans were something special weren't they? And wouldn't the wild animals who are being harmed by their predators want to live at peace? It didn't really make sense.

Y/N's company was in the right. Definitely.
Y/N was in a genocide crew.. Well in one of them.
They usually didn't have much to do, just few attacks here and there once some stupid werewolf tried to hurt people at night. They were easy to handle. No 'smart' werewolf would hang around, trying to feed himself in the streets.
The ones on the top of the food chain had their own strategy and their own people who worshipped them and let them feed on their flesh. It was disgusting just to think about it.
Y/N was so excited for some big mission finally. And not just for that. She'll also get paid well and will not have to stress about paying the bills for a while.
And she'll also get to take care of Chris well once he gets in a fight again. That guy had some talent on getting into them on daily basis. Last time he had a huge cut on his shoulder and bruises all over his body and face.

"How did you get that?!" She yelled out when she opened the door for him.

"I got into a fight again... " He sighed and went right in to lay on the couch, groaning.

"This guy pulled a knife on me and started jumping around me like a little child playing with matches. " He chuckled and started taking off his shirt.

Y/N immediately turned her back to him and started looking for her first day. "Yeah playing with matches but sliced your arm open." She scoffed,

"it's not that bad." Chris said.

She sat down to him, poured some disinfection on a cotton and started tapping it on his cut. He started whimpering immediately, making her show less mercy, enjoying the music for her ears.

She tried her best not to touch him too much even though the urge was almost unbearable. His formed abs, broad shoulders and muscles, so beautiful..
Even the scars suited him so well she wanted to kiss them over and over.

"Done!" She said when she put a bandage over it and pulled away, "better?"

"yeah, thanks.. again" Chris chuckled and pet her waist.