Y/n's Point of View, January 1st
I wake up with a massive headache, which sucks by the way. Eliza was in the small living room playing games with Monika. "Hey girls, how are you not fucked after last night?" I stretch, the cracks of bones satisfying my ears.
"We weren't the ones who chugged five bottles just to get $50." Monika remarked.
"Woah, calm down, Monika. I was just wondering." I say, grabbing my towel.
"Did I say that aggressively?" She asks.
I nod and lock the bathroom door. I popped my head out and smiled. "You girls can't see what I'm packing because I have the door locked." I smirk.
"We saw what you were packing, it didn't seem like much, to be honest with you." Monika laughed, still focused on the game.
"Is Marius' dick bigger?" I chuckle, making her blush.
"Ju- just shower." Eliza chimed in. I laugh to myself and take my shower.
"Fuck." I quietly curse. "I forgot my shirt, and my phone." I check to see if they were still playing the game, in which they were not. I smile and walk to the dresser. I heard a gasp near me, which caused me to turn quickly. Monika and Eliza were on the bed just staring at me. Monika seemed surprised and had a small nosebleed, Eliza on the other hand, looked like she wanted to make out with me. I quickly pull a shirt on, not even noticing that it was backwards.
I try and escape the room before something happens. But, Eliza said something that I've never heard her say. "Your shirt is backwards, Mr. Loverboy." I look and see that it is indeed backwards. I flip it around and sigh.
"I forgot about Loverboy." I say before running to Marius and Monika's dorm. Marius opens the door and smiles. "I think Monika was going crazy over me. She even had a nosebleed."
He chuckled and brought me in to talk. After about ten minutes, Six called for us on the intercom. We made our way her office and enter, squeezing through some of the others. Six stood from her desk and cleared her throat. "In the next couple of months, we all are on serious lookout for new threats." She took a breath. "In March, we will be recruiting two new operators. Now, Y/n, Grace, Taina, and Elena, you are going to London to check out any threats in the airport. Dismissed."
We leave her office and my small team groups up. Eliza walks to me and hugs me. "Be careful."
I laugh at her request. "I already am."
"Remember that one time you almost burnt Mute's hair?" She giggled.
I frantically put my finger on her lips and kiss her forehead. "Gotta go. Bye, love you."
"Alright, love you too." She responded. I turned around and saw my team staring at me.
"Pareja linda." Mira says in Spanish.
"Gracias, Elena. Me esfuerzo mucho." I smile. We walk to a rental jeep and head to London. We all holster our pistols and walk to the airport. "Eh, this gives me major deja vu." I say, smelling the large lobby. "Still smells like baby barf and tears."
Grace looked at me curiously. "How do you know what either of those smell like?"
I give her a small half-smile. "Meghan was a crybaby. She even fucking threw up on me multiple times."
Elena was about to say something before she got interrupted. Voices were heard in the restroom. "Yes, we have it on us. Vests? Ok, we will set up quickly." The man said. I create a plan and tell the girls what I was thinking about doing. I walk into the restroom to "take a piss." I look at the four white masks.
I nod and smile. "Gentlemen." I simply say before closing a stall door. I quickly text Grace about the situation. I flush the toilet and walk out to wash my hands.
"Hey man, you got a lighter? I need a smoke." One of the members asked.
"Oh, a smoke. Yeah, I got one."
" Cool, thanks ma- Ugh!" I punched the idiot in the gut, throwing a smoke grenade.
"I can't see!" Another white mask says.
"Start firing!" They miss all of their shots. I could hear sirens outside. "The police are- Agh!" Needless to say, I killed them.
"Come out with your hands up!" An officer yelled. "You, drop down!" He pointed to me.
I kept walking to the others, hands in my pockets as I whistled. The officer turned me around to face him.
"I said drop down!"
I smirk and bring my wallet out. "Mr. L/n. I am part of a secret anti-terrorist agency. I have special orders to kill if needed. Bomb threats are the same as a regular bombing in my book. Plus, they asked for a lighter, in an airport."
The officer had a stunned look on his face. He tried to say something, but he couldn't even face me. "Oh yeah, a janitor needs to clean the restroom. Put some police tape around." I say before putting my wallet up and walking away.
The girls caught up to me as I opened the jeep door. "Ah, another job well done. And all before lunch." I chuckle, checking my watch. "What do you want to eat, ladies?"
They looked at me and didn't respond. "Idiot, you could have got yourself killed!" Taina yelled, making me nervous since she was behind me. "You should have smoked them out, knocked them out, then brought them to us."
I ignore her suggestion and drove off. I check the rearview mirror and try to lighten the mood. When I turned the radio on, Taina threw a knife at it. "Taina! What the hell! This was a rental car!"
She turned away and didn't say anything. Elena grabbed my shoulder at a red light and smiled. "Take the passenger, I'll drive."
I gave her a smile and nod. Traffic was holding up, so we had time to change. We ended up eating some fast-food and going back to the base. I had to explain to Six why I killed the white masks on the spot.
"That's enough. Thank you, Y/n." She interrupted. "Have a good night you four."
When we walk out, Taina pushed me to the wall. "Never again will you kill on the spot." She spat at me.
"Whatever you say, Radiohead." I chuckle before entering my dorm.
Eliza stood like how my mom would when Meghan and I went on late night shopping sprees. "Oh boy. Who told you?" I ask before taking my shoes off.
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