×Chara's POV×
As I turned I felt my face catch fire. I... I just kissed Y/n!! It was nice and her lips are really soft. I was smiling like an idiot, and my cheeks were a deep, deep red. It wouldn't fade!
I ran into our hotel room and into the bathroom, slamming and locking the door behind me. I looked in the mirror to see my beet red face. Oh my God. Kissing Y/n, while the best thing I've done in a long time, definitely made my feelings rise. Haha.
"Chara? You good? You ran off really quickly..." Y/n called from the other side of the door. "Chara." She sang. I chuckled and ran a hand through my hair.
"Yeah. Yeah I'm good." I sighed, "I'll be out in a bit." I could hear Y/n sigh and nod her head.
"Okay." She replied, probably laying on the bed waiting for me. I looked back into the mirror. I looked a mess. I am a mess. Y/n groaned in the other room before I heard the TV flick on. I stepped out of the bathroom and smiled, forcing down the remaining heat on my cheeks. "Wanna go kill somethin'?" Y/n asked when she noticed me. I shrugged and grabbed a Coke and chugged it. "Let's go." She reached for the table, but stopped when she remembered she didn't have her knife anymore. I gave her mine.
"Here, I'll go get another one." I said and walked out. To make a long story short I broke into someone's house and took their sharpest knife. Why not buy one? I didn't want to, that's why. I found Y/n outside town a practicing her knife throwing. I creeped up behind her and threw my own knife, sticking it into the makeshift target right next to her's. "Surprise!" I yelled jokingly as Y/n whipped around with a surprised expression, which faded upon seeing me.
"Nice." She stated simply, throwing my knife back to me. I smirked as she led the way.
"Where we going captain?" Y/n hummed. I followed after her, swinging my new knife around carelessly. It was lighter than what is now Y/n's weapon. It wasn't too bad though. Comfy to hold, easy to throw, it'd do just fine.
When we made it to outskirts of town, Y/n stopped to take a look around before spotting something. She shushed me (even though I wasn't talking) and crept closer. I jumped at the suddenness of her throw, hitting whatever the animal was. It squeaked, meaning she probably didn't hit it's head or heart. We approached it. It was a Robin, how pinned to the ground my the bloodied knife. I didn't hesitant to cut off it's head to finish it, pulling out the knife and giving it to Y/n.
"Nice shot." I commented. Y/n sighed and shrugged as a reply. "What?"
"I was aiming for it's head." I couldn't help the laugh that escaped me. Really? That's what's got her pissy? "Okay okay." She laughed a bit.
"That's stupid." She nodded and scratched the back of her neck. I picked up the bird by it's feet and handed it to Y/n. She stared at it before sighing and grabbing it. I smirked until she did the same and threw it. "Y/n!" She laughed.
"What? No one will find it." This process continued for a few hours. Once we got bored we went back into town. It was sundown at this point and we had nothing to do. Y/n stopped by the hotel to leave the knife there, I gave her mine and told her to do the same. I took a quick look around before spotting the best thing I'd probably seen all day. Besides Y/n.
"There's a bar!" I cheered. Y/n laughed and looked in the same direction before throwing her hands into the air.
"Fuck yeah!" She jogged over. I followed close behind her. Inside was a fucking mess. There was alcohol spilled all overt he place and people arguing. But I was expecting, I suppose. Y/n basically skipped over to the bartender and ordered a drink. I got a beer. I didn't think getting drunk was the best idea tonight.
The bartender didn't ask for our IDs or anything, he just gave us our drinks. I wasn't complaining because neither of us had actual IDs, but damn. Maybe he needed money or he didn't care but this is exactly how places like this get shut down. Oh well. I chugged the beer and ordered another. Y/n was in a good mood already.
"We should definitely go on a spree tonight." She offered. I chuckled but agreed. A killing spree sounded fun. And with a drunk off her ass Y/n? Fuck yes. She'd definitely fuck up somehow and I'd get my laughs.
Basically, we got drinking until Y/n was drunk as hell and I was a bit tipsy. Finally I made us leave. Y/n was whining the whole time I was dragging her out. She groaned and fell into step with me. I had to admit she held her alcohol. She wasn't tripping to bad and she seemed aware of her surroundings. A killing spree with this was definitely gonna be fun.
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Been a bit since I updated. Not really feeling it. Pretty bored. I'll try to update soon idk. I honestly don't really care about the amount of mistakes in this because I wrote this bit by bit for like a week. I forget shit in like, 25 seconds. I also factory reset my phone today and it's still running like ass. Fuck me.
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