《Newtmas Oneshots》

I Can't Kill You

Thomas's POV

My code name is Crimsonkill. That's because I leave crimson stains everywhere after the kill. I'm a professional assassin and now I'm on the job for someone filthy rich. I'm supposed to kill this guy, Newt, who saw to much. I was given his address and I'm supposed to take care of him by tomorrow morning. Now, I was walking down his street and looking for his house number. I felt my knife and gun in my pockets, double checking to make sure I didn't forget them in my car. After about five minutes of walking, I came to an apartment complex. It had the same number, but there was no room number on the paper I was given. I grumbled a curse, this was going to take a bit longer than I expected. I was going to get rid of him then go to the bar, but it seems that the bar will have to wait. I sighed and entered the building. I knocked on the first door I saw, and waited for it to open. After thirty seconds of waiting, the door flew open and a woman with a cigarette between her lips stood in front of me.

"Yeah? What do you want?" She asked rather rudely.

"Do you have a neighbor named Newt? I'm trying to look for his apartment." I said, trying to sound as innocent as I could.

"Yeah I do. Why do you want to see him? Are you his new boyfriend?"

"Um.. yes. Yes I am his new boyfriend. My name's... John." I smiled.

"Well okay then. He lives upstairs, room 21."

"Thank you."

"Wait, one more thing." She said, holding up a finger.

I turned back to her.

"Be sure to be a little quieter when you, y'know."

I felt my face get red. What was that? I'm not gay, well, I'm bi. But there's a difference. I shook my head and headed upstairs and stopped in front of room 21. I grabbed my knife and hid it behind my back. I knocked on the door and waited.

"Coming! Just a second." Said a muffled voice from behind the door. Sounded like the guy had an accent.

The door opened and my jaw dropped at the sight of the man who I was supposed to kill. He was gorgeous. He had blond hair and light brown eyes. He was pretty skinny, but he still had muscles.

"Can I help you?"

His deep voice made me melt inside. The accent didn't help eather. Wait, what am I doing? I'm supposed to kill this man who looked none older than twenty-five!

"Hello?" He said slowly.

"Are you, Newt?" I asked, trying to remain calm.

"Yes..?"

"Then I'm sorry."

I pulled out the knife and lunged at him. He tried to scream, but I covered his mouth with my hand. I slammed the door shut and looked into the eyes of my next vitctim. His beautiful eyes held nothing but terror, it made a piece of me break inside seeing such an attractive man about to die by my own hands. I raised the knife and held it to his throat. My hand started shaking as Newt kept staring into my eyes, as if he was challenging me to cut his throat. I closed my eyes and tried to do it, but I just couldn't. I got off of him and stood up, leaving him on the floor gasping for breath. When he caught it, he looked at me.

"Why didn't you do it?" He said hoarsly.

"Do what?"

"Kill me. That's obviously what you came here to do." He stood up and walked cautiously nearer to me.

"I- I don't know why. I just couldn't." I glanced at him and saw confusion on his face, "I don't want to kill you."

"But aren't you getting paid to do so? What's stopping you?" He urged.

Man, this guy was being unusually prying for almost getting murdered a few minutes ago.

I sighed, "When you first opened that door a two minutes ago, I fell in love. That's why."

Newt froze. His mind was comprehending what I just said.

"You know," he said, pulling me out of my thoughts, "You seem like a pretty nice guy. Well, exluding the fact that you almost killed me."

I laughed at his quick judging of me. I leaned against the wall and crossed my arms.

"You seem like a nice guy to. Excluding the fact that your so interested in a guy who almost killed you."

"Well, do you believe in love at first sight...." His eyebrown scrunched in thought, "What's your name, anyway?"

"Thomas. And, I think I do believe in it now, Newt." I said, walking up to his so our bodies where mere centimeters apart.

"That's good. I hope you don't have to do anything tonight, because I think your job will take up the whole night." He smiled seductively.

"I agree. Let's just take the advise of you downstairs neighbor." I said, pushing his lips onto mine.