Ghost || 5SOS

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The strong smell of whiskey mixed with the heavy amount of smoke that filled the back room of a pub, the tall brunet was casually lent back in the black leather chair that was positioned behind a dark wooden desk. Three German Shepherds lay across the red rug that was spread across the timber floor in a form of subtle elegance, obscure artwork hung from the walls; showcasing the owner's gradual fall into insanity. Crystal glasses were positioned on the desk, both half full of ice and whiskey.

"So what brings you back to this city, Cub?" the thick English accent rang clearly through Michael's ears as he sipped at the whiskey that had been offered to him.

"Hoping you'll hold up your end of the deal." green eyes flickered up to meet the dark blue staring back at him, the wicked smirk that taunted the hitman was enough to send chills down any sane person's spine.

"Which part? The protection or the housing?"

"I mean both would be preferred, however, I just need a place to hang low at the moment. Someone in this town has already contacted me for a job which is mildly unsettling however it did seem kind of stupid the way the email was worded."

"People have grown in this town, cub. Nothing is the same since you left with all those murders trailing behind you." The man mused as he tapped the end of his cigar to rid it of some of the ashes.

"I can see that. I mean look at you, Lou. you're the head of something big. Just don't get too big for your boots. I don't want to have to save your arse again." Sekiro made her way across the desk towards the brunet only to be greeted by the man picking her up and wearing her like a scarf.

Fingers drummed against the side of the crystal as both men stopped their conversation due to the deep bark that escaped the strong jaw of one of the dogs that were previously comfortable. All three canines stood on guard as both men turned to face two guards dragging in a screaming woman.

"And you interrupt my meeting why? You knew this was important." Louis growled as he let his mind slip further into insanity, pure rage pumping through his veins as he sent a harsh glare in the direction of the guards.

"She didn't pay for crystal from last week." The bulky blond spoke gruffly as he shoved the woman towards his boss, the dogs growling getting increasingly louder with each step the woman took.

"Please! I lost half of my buyers last week, they got caught in the bathrooms at Roxy." the woman pleaded as tears and blood stained her face, dark green eyes stared up at the man as she fell to her knees in hopes she could beg for mercy.

"Roxy? Why the fuck are you selling to cunts that can only afford to go to Roxy's! How much do you think my crystal is worth? You're a fucking waste of space!" Louis screamed at the crying woman only to flick his hand in a gesture for the two men to close the door.

As the door clicked shut, all three dogs took that as their cue to attack the petrified woman. Their barking drowned out her howls of pain as they tore chunks of flesh from her body, ripping her limb from limb, the mercy she wanted would have been given with a bullet through her skull; not being eaten alive as she slowly blacked out due to the lack of blood pumping to her brain.

Michael glanced over at the torn-up woman, her chest was ripped open revealing her ribcage and the once beating heart. One of her lungs was in a dogs mouth while the other sat in its place behind the ribs, green eyes darted to another dog who had torn out her hair only to gain access to her scalp which had been ripped open to reveal her brain which had lost all colouration and a chunk that was sat in the canine's jaw.

The clicking of the door indicated someone's arrival as both heads snapped to the curly haired man who waltzed inside, completely ignoring the mutilated body as silver heels stepped over the pools of blood; determined to reach the man behind the desk.

"How is my precious diamond today?" Louis swooned as he let his eyes wander over the green eyed man's revealing outfit, pink plaid skirt was wrapped around his waist only to be met with the fishnet stockings; the feminine male's outfit was completed with a pink cropped shirt with the word 'Angel' written in yellow across the front.

"A thousand times better now that I get to see you, my love." the curly haired male smiled as he nuzzled his nose against the brunet's only to turn and send a bright smile in Michael's direction, "long time no see, Mikey."

"I haven't needed to come back for a while Haz. You know how it is." Michael responded as his eyes returned from the body to the empty glass, "mind getting me another?" He questioned carefully as he held his glass towards the feminine man who gladly accepted the glass as he took his husbands as well.

"Now, before we were so rudely interrupted. What I was going to say is that we have this place a bit further uptown, not an excessively rich part of town but it isn't down in the slumps either. Have you made yourself a name in this town?" Louis spoke as he watched his husband make their drinks.

"I've made my name Dante, only met three people. One of which I didn't tell." Michael explained as he took the keys from the older man, the crystal glass of whiskey was placed back in front of him.

"Alighieri? That's cute." Harry smiled as he settled himself back on the brunet's lap.

"Who have you told?"

"Kid called Calum and his weird friend Luke," Michael spoke easily, he knew the couple could be trusted with every detail; he had trusted them for so long already and they had always held up their side of the deals.

"Hood?"

"Didn't ask."

"Oh! That Hood kid is so nice! His bodyguard is a tad intimidating but the kid has a good heart, he'd never hurt a soul." Harry hummed as he took the cigar from his husband's lips only to take a breath from it himself.

Michael's tongue ran across his teeth as a thoughtful look washed over his face, "what do you guys know about Ashton Irwin? Met him the other day as well, he seemed rather odd."

"Never heard of the guy." Harry confessed as he continued to smoke the cigar while Louis sat in silence; quite content with just listening to the conversation until something important came up that he would have to share.

"He owns a music shop out on Main?"

"Dunno must be new. We'll get some of our men to look into it for you if you'd like?" Harry spoke softly as Louis nodded in agreement, the green eyed man stood with a scrape of his chair as he picked Sekiro off of the desk.

"Thank you. I'll keep in touch." the hitman nodded as he rolled down the sleeves on his black biker jacket before using his shoe to nudge the piece of liver one of the dogs had missed towards the group of dogs.

Black boots trudged through the grass towards one of Louis' cars as he was quick to unlock the car door with one of the keys on the keychain he was given, engine revved as the criminal easily sped down the streets; thoughts flooded his mind as he tried to decipher who Ashton was and how he had settled into the town so quickly without the biggest gang in the state knowing about him.

Pulling into the driveway of his temporary home as he let his eyes take in all of the buildings and homes around him, his face contorted into one of confusion and annoyance as he noticed the familiar curly haired man taking a black bag to the bin; his hands were covered in white plastic gloves that were coated with a red substance as his clothes were splattered in pink and black, which Michael could assume was paint.

Pale fingers wrapped around the steering wheel in a tight grip before entering further into the driveway, causing hazel eyes to glance in the direction of the sound; a wide smile spread across his face when he knew the stranger couldn't see him as he took the opportunity to surprise the man.

As he put the car into park, green eyes peered into the rearview mirror only to notice the curly haired man making his way up the driveway. A quiet groan left his lips as he climbed out of the car, "well, fancy seeing you here!" Ashton grinned as he stood in front of the tall man dressed in black.