ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ʙᴏʏ|| jachary a.u.

ғᴇɪsᴛʏ ᴡʜᴏʀᴇ

"Chrissy, I'm going out to meet with Jonah."

"Take a knife!"

"Fine! Love you."

"Love you too bub!"

Zach drives to the coffee shop and orders his coffee.

***

"Hey there Cupid."

"Hello there big guy." He chuckles.

"Did you order?" he nods. Jonah walks to the counter and quickly orders his coffee.

"So what's your real name?"

"Cupid Hayden Goldblum, my parents were hipsters." He smiles softly. Jonah chuckles.

"How long are you in the gang?"

"Since I was fifteen, my parents abandoned me. How did you end up with your job?"

"Family stuff. Had to make money somehow and Sage appeared. But enough of the sad stuff." He sips on his coffee.

"You wanna fuck or what?" Zach chokes on his coffee.

"Excuse me?"

"Why would you ask me on a date then?"

"You really think I'm that easy huh?" He scoffs.

"Don't think too much of yourself, you're a dude that makes money by seducing people."

"Doesn't mean I'm easy. My standards are higher than you think." He spits venomously.

"Oh the whore is feisty huh?" Zach takes out his knife and stabs it on the table.

"The feistiest whore you'll ever meet." He scoffs. "You're a dick, I'm out." He grabs the knife and walks out with his coffee.

"I thought you liked dick." Zach flips him off.

He walks to his car and drives to his place.

"Woah what are you doing here so early."

"He was a dick. They're not paying me enough to deal with a bitch like him." Zach strips out of his clothes and puts on some shorts.

"Tell me when it's time to leave." Christina nods.

Zach walks to the basement and wraps a towel around his chuckles.

He breathes in and starts punching the bag.

Each one delivered flawlessly.

Zach didn't took note of the time he had spent punching the damn bag so when Christina called him he was surprised.

"You'll take the shower here or at the house?"

"House, I'll drive." He cleans himself with the towel and puts on a shirt.

They get time the car and Zach speeds to the house.

"Zachy, please slow down, you're scaring me." The brunette slowed down immediately.

"Sorry." He parks the car.

They get in the house and Zach walks to the shower.

"Bub the clothes for tonight are on the bed okay?"

"Okay!" He yells.

Zach steps out of the shower and groans.

"Another thong?" He whines but puts it on anyways.

"You know the drill, flirty, feminine and easy." He nods.

The doorbell was heard.

"I gotta go. Good luck and don't get yourself killed bub."

"C'mon, I'll walk you to the door." Zach puts on the shirt and the pants.

They walk to the door and Zach opens the door.

"Don't forget to tuck the shirt in and the make up and fix the hai-"

"I know bub, I have everything under control. Have fun, but not too much fun! I'm too young to be an uncle." She rolls her eyes and pecks his cheek. "The purse?" Her eyes widen and she runs back to get it.

"I have a gun collection on the basement and a great aim. You hurt her-"Christina hits his head.

"Stop threatening him! I can handle him!" She winks at Zach.

"And she'll shoot you dead." He smirks. Corbyn nods nervously.

"Now text me if anything happens, I'll drop the job immediatly and go to you okay?" She nods.

"I love you bubs."

"Love you too nerd." He pecks her cheek several times.

They walk out and Zach closes the door.

He walks back to the room and puts on some make up.

He tucks in his shirt and fixes his hair. Zach then sprays some cologne and puts on some, more feminine, rings.

He hears a car honk the horn. Zach grabs the knife and hides it on his back pocket.

He turns off all lights and locks the door.

The brunette walks to the car and opens the front door.

He looks at the drive and sees...Jack Avery.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm your driver tonight princess. Jack, Jack Avery."

He glances at his wrist watch and groans. He was gonna be late. Zach gets in with a huff and closes the door.

"Just drive to the damn club and don't call me princess."

"Buckle up kitten." Zach rolls his eyes, but complies.

Jack speeds to the club.

***

"Stay here. Don't talk to anyone, don't go in your phone. Just wait for me."

"Yes sir." He mocks him. Zach sends him a glare.

He opens the door and walks to the club.

All eyes on him, specially the ones he wants.

Zach sticks his butt out the stool.

"Hey there hottie." He smirks, he looks to the side.

"Hey there handsome." He bites his lip.

"What's a beauty like you doing alone?"

"Looking for someone to get my mind off my ex." He fakes his sadness.

"Oh baby, let me make you forget all about him." The brunette smiles.

"Really?"

"Yeah, that is, if you don't mind if it's in the alley, I don't want anyone else to steal you."

"Let's go!" The man grabs him by the hand and takes him to the alley, pins him on the wall and starts kissing his neck.

Zach discreetly takes the knife and puts his arms around the man's neck.

His lips grazing against the man's lips and he mutters the same sentence he always does.

"Never trust a pretty boy." He does the job and carves his brand.

Zach waits until he dies and walks to the car.

"Already?"

"Yeah. He was dumb and easy."

"As if you're not easy too." Jack rolls his eyes. Zach grabs him by the curls.

"You don't know shit about me Jack." He sneers and let's go off his curls. "Drive me to my house, you're pissing me off."

He takes out a tissue and wipes the lip gloss off.

"I was thinking we could have some fun."