A Week Later
Wilbur POV
"Let's hope we don't get bad luck and die on this last mission," Quackity says as he slowly pulls on his black fingerless gloves.
"Yeah..." Wilbur agrees. He watches the other assassin's action silently, liking the way the fabric moves up his arms.
"We'll be fine," he continues.
Secretly he's worried the commander will speak into his ear and tell him it's time to kill Quackity. He's not ready to face that yet, or ever.
"Once we complete this mission we know what's happening during the next one," Quackity smiles a bit.
"Mhm..." Wilbur hesitates in telling him not to talk about that here, but there's no use... the commander already knows their plan.
"You're still coming with me, right?" Quackity asks.
"Of course," Wilbur promises.
What if he kills me because he's working for the mafia? What if he takes me right to them?
Wilbur silences his worries and focuses on preparing.
"It's a sniping trip," Quackity grins as he slings his sniper onto his back. "My favorite."
Wilbur finds that rather attractive for some reason.
"Don't worry, it's your kill," he says.
"Thank you love," Quackity replies, then turns to walk out of the lockers.
Wilbur is left in a state of shock at the words.
"Now wait a minute, what did you just call me?" he asks as he follows his partner.
"Huh? Nothing, you must be hearing things," Quackity shrugs.
"Are... you teasing me?" the taller assassin brightens at the thought.
"Maybe," Quackity murmurs.
"Maybe?" Wilbur presses.
"Fine, yes I am." Quackity admits.
Wilbur grins. "I liked it."
He speeds up to walk beside the other assassin instead of trailing behind.
Quackity smiles a bit and gently moves his hand to brush Wilbur's. Wilbur takes that as a cue to take his hand, so he does.
The two assassins walk to the helicopter landing while holding hands.
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"We're going to have to split up," Quackity says as he reads the target report.
"What? No, no way." Wilbur refuses immediately.
"Look, there's two different targets and they are both skilled at getting away," Quackity tells him.
"Still, what if you get hurt and I'm not there?" Wilbur asks.
What if you run away without me? What if you betray me and kill me for the mafia?
"I'll be fine, we're both skilled, and we have our mics," Quackity tries to convince him.
"But..." Wilbur hesitates. "I have a bad feeling..."
"It'll be fine," Quackity murmurs again.
"Alright..." Wilbur finally agrees.
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Assassin Au - Tnt Duo
Fanfiction"Ah shit, I missed the real target." Wilbur works for an agency that kills people, particularly rich people. But while on a mission when he almost dies, he is saved by someone with a very accurate shot. He meets another assassin from a different ag...
