The Akutä team was one of decades and old. There are not many people on the team, but they are the best and come from different countries.
Their boss is the best assassin in the world, assassinating in turn every day. But at the same time, she was a...
It was a cold night, being 12 o'clock at night already. North arrives wounded at his apartment, breathing heavily and having a tired face. He messed up things really bad now. He sighs deep and slams the door, probably waking up the whole block.
He walks to his bedroom, grunts and looking at his wound, his pupils dilating slightly and breathing heavily, his lips being straight. He takes off his shirt and pants, going to the bathroom, turning on the hot water, immediately being steamed the whole bathroom.
He steps into the shower, feeling hot water running down him, into his black hair, and blood flowing gently down his well-worked abdomen. He bites his lip from the pain, groans and close his eyes, feeling much pain now as the hot water poured on him. He leans against the wall, breathing heavily and his mouth being opened, clenching his fists and jaw.
He thought he would never get hurt by Danny himself, but he deserved it. A shame. He takes his shampoo, putting in his hair gently and massaging, feeling a calmness, but soon when he takes the shower gel, spreads it on his body gently, feels discomfort around his wound, grunts and sighs, gritting his teeth more.
He breathes much heavier, tensing his muscles, Adam's apple being more predictable and well emphasized. The veins on his neck move slightly, as well as on his hands, feeling him almost suffocate.
He stops the water then, opening his eyes and steps out, looking around and sighs, Taking a towel and putting it around his waist, then goes to the closet, taking some alcohol with cotton wool and some bandages.
He goes to his bedroom, sitting on the bed gently and wiping the wound with alcohol, slowly, feeling a slight sting. The alcohol was felt through his breathing pathways, causing him to calm down, because somehow he liked this smell, and then he grabbed some bandages, gently putting on his wound and sighing deeply.
- Hmph... What a beautiful night...
He mumbles, stands slightly and grunts, walking to the kitchen as he takes a glass. The glass was crystal, shining slightly in the soft light, taking a bottle of whiskey and pouring gently, his hand shaking a little. If he hadn't been successful in his mission, at least drink and forget about it.
He looked at the whiskey, breathing deep and taking in his hand, snifs the smell and closing his eyes for a moment, thinks.
How he can do this? He can't kill her.
It's a nightmare.
He sighs, He drinks gently from the crystal glass, feeling alcohol flow down his throat, closing his eyes and clenching his fists, breathing deep and being done, sits slightly against the table and looking at the ceiling, then taking the emblem, looking careful.
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- A group... Huh... Who the fuck he thinks he is?
North mumbles under his breath, throwing against the wall and looking, closing his eyes and his heart beating slightly, As the alcohol took its toll, he soon put on another glass of whiskey, flipping over. His eyes begin to heavily, his breathing hot, and he begins to feel no pain. He decides to go to the bedroom, leaning heavy into bed and sighing softly, his chest rising with every breath.
He close his eyes, breathing deep and puts a pillow on his face, groans and sighs, thinking at his mistake.
He could ended up good with Danny, but now, he was so stupid to choose this path.
(Ayooo Guys!! Glad to see you there =), I hope you all love North, because I do and I can't get out him of my mind, and I created him tho, so there's a playlist with his vibe🏴)
