Erwin Smith x Reader One Shots

💔 Assassins 💔

Written: January 13, 2020

Takes place: Modern AU

Request: Not a request

Note: John Wick feat. Erwin Smith.

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"1 million credits if you can kill this man." The woman showed you a picture of a man with a mask on.

"Where is he?"

"The Ritz. He'll be in the penthouse by 12:00." You raised an eyebrow.

"Consider it done."

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"1 million credits if you can kill this woman." The woman showed Erwin a picture of you in a mask and all black.

"Where is she?"

"She's at the Ritz. She'll be in the penthouse at 12:00." Erwin nodded.

"Consider it done." The woman laughed. Erwin looked up.

"What?"

"Nothing."

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You walked cautiously around the penthouse. You got in easily, this wasn't your first time killing someone. You were early, it was 11:57, but you always like being prepared. You looked around the room at everything. There were no cameras, no belongings, no valuables. This whole thing was strange. Why was the room empty? 11:59. You took off your mask. You were too hot, besides, the job would be done quickly. You positioned yourself by the door. You hid around a corner and waited.

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Erwin looked at his watch. 12:00. He opened the door, but hid behind the wall. He looked in the room cautiously. He walked quietly through the door. An elbow came flying at his stomach, and he quickly dropped to the ground to dodge. He rolled over and pulled the trigger.

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You elbowed the man, but he dodged. Then you realized, that move... the drop... his eyes, his sky blue eyes... it was-

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"Y/n?" Erwin got up and caught you in his arms.

"What are you doing here?!" The blood from the shot was already spreading around the wound.

"Probably the same as you." You smiled sadly. Erwin gulped.

"We were set up." You reached up and put a bloody hand on his cheek.

"Great aim as usual." Erwin looked at the bullet hole in your chest.

"I'm sorry Y/n. I'm so sorry." Tears were streaming out of his eyes silently.

"It's not your fault Erwin. It's not your fault. Listen, I don't have much time. Just promise me something."

"Anything." His voice cracked.

"Never forget me." Your hand slipped off his cheek, but he grabbed it and kept it against him.

"I promise." Erwin growled quietly. He would find whoever did this and kill them. He would kill them ruthlessly, no killing isn't enough. He would torture them to the point they would beg for death.

Erwin reloaded his hand guns and prepared his rifle. He cracked his neck and knuckles, then took the elevator down to the lobby.

Everyone who was responsible for his love's death were gone in a matter of minutes.

His love was gone, and so was his sanity.