Responsibilities

I: GOTCHA!

(Play this - https://youtu.be/MAkUrWw0HdQ?t=7)

"On a long and tiring day                                                                                                             I got together my heart that was filled with sighs"

Hayleigh softly pressed the keys on the old piano while singing the words to the song she was playing. The safe house assigned to her came with a piano, so naturally, she was excited to play. It had been a while since she had even seen, let alone touched a piano. She decided to try out a song she'd heard a while back. A smile spread on her face as the notes blended together perfectly.

It had been a couple of days since she finished her last mission, and so far, everything was quiet. For normal people, silence was a stress reliever. But for people like her, who were anything but normal, it's the calm before the storm. It was unnerving, but she kept playing, trying to shake off the feeling that something or someone was coming.

It was no use, something felt off.

She lifted her fingers off the piano and sighed. A small squeak from the floorboards behind her made her freeze in place. Someone was definitely right behind her. How could she not have noticed? She immediately felt the cold tip of a gun pushing against the back of her head.

"Shit."

Slowly reaching for her butterfly knife in her pocket, she took a small breath. As quick as lightning, she kicked her chair backwards, slashing her butterfly knife behind her. She heard a grunt of pain and smirked. When she turned around, she saw the figure of a man who had silver-blond hair. One hand was lazily holding a silver gun while the other was touching the cut on his face.

"Ah—I keep forgetting you keep a butterfly knife with you all the time. Worrying about you is definitely not worth the cut on my face." the man laughed. Hayleigh furrowed her eyebrows before realizing that the man she had just attacked was her partner, Oh Sehun.

"Wh—Sehun?! What the hell are you doing here? How did you even get inside?"

Sehun rolled his eyes at her as he shoved the silver gun back into its holster. "You left your window open. You know that protocol requires us to— "

"I know, I know. Windows, doors, anything that can fit a person should be locked, et cetera. I just needed the fresh air; it was starting to get stuffy."

"Yeah, well would you rather be stuffy or dead?"

"Ugh, I see your point. But I think I pretty much had it under control, don't you think?"

"Don't you feel guilty for wounding such a handsome face?" Sehun pouted, earning an eyeroll from the girl.

"Uh, no."

"Whatever. Anyway, I haven't told you why I came, have I? Well, Magnus called and—"

"Let me guess, mission briefing? And shouldn't you be calling him Captain Albrecht? Or cap at the least?"

"He doesn't seem bothered by it."

"Emphasis on the word seem. The only reason he hasn't let you go is because you're one of the best in the agency. Gimme a sec." Hayleigh quickly left the boy and headed towards the bathroom.

She opened the medicine cabinet and pulled out some Betadine, cotton balls and a band-aid. She set them on the side of the sink and peeked her head out of the door.

"OH! GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE."

"Wha--? Okay, okay. No need to shout, mom." He muttered.

He made his way to where Hayleigh was and when he got there, she pointed to the tub. Sehun smirked at her.