"I wasn't but then I got a call from the employees here saying their trash cans just overloaded with your bullshit and that it needed to be taken out so here I am." I shrugged, trying to find an opening to go around his tall frame and enter the main office.
He was standing right in the fucking middle of the threshold.
*OK, PAUSE!*
Intro needed here.
Heath, Invisible Readers.
Readers, Heath.
He's also the only son of Simon (the family friend of ours) and next in line to inherit this baby diaper and many other funny product's factories.
Funny? I fucking crack up every single time I think of this.
He's also an agent of the agency in his basement.
A really good one for that matter.
We both were trained together by the best trainers but he doesn't do many missions. He trained just as a hobby.
He already has a college degree to complete(they say the first year is hardest) and is learning his father's business line which in my opinion isn't much.
I mean how hard could it be to learn how to make diapers...
*UNPAUSE!*
"Aww. You leaving?" He'd completely ignored my previous comment.
He's an Grade A asshole. Flirting maniac. Arsen and he, can be brothers. Truly.
Atleast they won't be any less in the looks department.
As much as I hate to admit it, they both are hot but in a different way.
Heath'll woo you in with his suggestive winks and flirting, gentleman manners which are all fake, by the way.
His signature snow hair (Platinum, originally but I like to call them that) and piercing blue eyes did the rest of work needed.
"Nobody likes you, Heath. Now, move."
"How can you be so cruel, Lorry?! I thought we were friends!"
People just love to give me cute nicknames these days...
"What, in fucking universe gave you such an idea?!" I sputtered, my hand on my heart, eyes wide open.
He and I are NOT friends.
Na uh! No fucking way will I accept such a lie.
A disaster will break lose.
Hell, an apocalypse will come and go before I call him my friend.
"When- when you hugged me two months ago." He actually wiped away a tear from under his eye and sniffled like a child.
Lemme tell you, most disgusting noise I have ever heard.
6 feet and something tall and sniffling just gives off weird vibes, you know?
"You mean when I punched you...on the face?" I asked him softly m, trying my best to keep his wailing at the minimum level.
That was the last time I'd seen Heath before now, two months ago since I pretty much try to stay away from demons of this world.
And our little.... interaction had ended with me punching his nose and his father applauding me.
His father's a legend. Real talk.
"YES! While we're on the topic, how could you do something like that?! T-to your friend as well?"
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The Deception Game
Боевик"One hell of a welcome, don't you think?" "Meh, you forgot the red carpet." "I was hoping to use your blood to make it." **** Their lives are far away from the lines of normality. With centuries old feud finally rising to its highest peak...
