FBI, Open My Heart (Ash R6 x Male Reader)

Mission Mercs

Y/n's Point of View

I sit up and cough violently. Eliza quickly shot up and patted my back. I clear my throat and smile. "Thanks, Liz." I rasped.

"No problem. What is your mission you needed to do?" She hugged me and kissed my cheek.

"I got a hit mission. Take this ugly motherfucker to his grave." I pull the file Six gave me and opened it. "Take a look at this guy."

Eliza grabbed the picture and scoffed. "He is ugly. When do you leave?"

"What time is it?"

"Two." Eliza responded.

"Oh, well an hour then." I jump out of bed and walked to the kitchen. "Want some toast?"

"Sure. I'm gonna use the bathroom." Eliza closed the door and yawned.

I start whistling when Eliza moaned. My whistling slowed down as I lift my eyebrow. "Liz, you okay?"

"Y-yeah, I just slipped." She definitely moaned, no way in hell did she slip.

"Okay....I'm going to leave already. Bye, love you." I walk to the door and open it. I close it and stand there. 

Eliza walked out panting and sweating. She noticed me and stared at me. "What a-are you doing here, Y-Y/n? Didn't you l-leave?"

I walk up to her and kiss her. "You know I can't leave without saying goodbye to my girlfriend." Eliza calms down and wraps her arms around me. "Were you enjoying yourself?"

 Eliza blushed and shook her head. "I don't know what you mean."

 "Come on, tell your boyfriend. I want to know." I rub my head on her neck. "We can do it tonight. I'll probably be out late."

 "O-okay, love you." She kissed me and locked the bedroom door. I walk up to it and hear her moan again.

I chuckle and leave for the mission. "Where are we going, Mark?"

 "Uh, Big Ben?" He looked at the GPS and blew a raspberry. "Shite, I shoulda asked Six."

 I chuckle and see our guy. "No need. We found the fucker." I point to our target.

 "Yep, that's him. Big nose, weird beard." Mark set the picture down. "What do we do? It's daytime. We can't nab him right now."

"We walk with him. You drive, I follow." I get out and wave him off. I walk into a cafe and bring out my laptop. 

"Y/n, can you hear me?" Mark asked on my headphones.

"Loud and clear, mostly loud." We chuckle and quiet down. "Can I get a scone, please? Thank you."

"Are you getting food?" Mark asked in a giddy tone.

 "Yeah, you want something?" 

 "Get me a scone as well." Mark coughed and dropped his phone. "Sh-te, can yo- hear me?"

 "A little. Hold on." I walk up to the counter and get another scone. I pay for it and grab my laptop. "I'm bringing your scone."

 I hung up and enter the car. Mark immediately grabbed the biscuit and ate it in one bite. "Woo wee, that was good!" I chuckle and bring mine out. Mark stared at it and smiled. "Are you gonna share?"

 "What? No! You already ate yours."

 "Come on, I had to kiss Grace at that bloody wrestling event, and I'm still scarred!" Mark looked to the road. "Fuck. We lost him."

 "Damnit, Mark. Now I gotta look for him."

 "Who, me?" Our target stood at the window.

I open the door and hit him with it. He grunted and backed up. I start to do some wrestling moves while Mark clears the streets. 

 "Don't worry! We are street performers!" Mark yelled.

 "No they're not!" Our target squealed.

 "Shut up!" I located a table and power bomb him into it. "Watcha gonna do, brother!?"

 A few kids cheered and clapped. I smile and get swept off my feet. I quickly recover and kick the target.

 "Come here." I walk to a bus stop and throw him into the glass. His head was bleeding a bit. "Clean your trash!"

 We start going back and forth with each other. I set up for a spear and wait for him to get up.

 "No!" He yelled. I slammed my shoulder in his gut and push him on our car.

I quickly put him in the trunk and close the door. Mark takes notice and runs to the back. I sit on top and chuckle.

 "1, 2, 3!" Mark went to the horn and pushed it a few times. "Here is your winner, and still the Street Fighter Champion, Y/n!" He lifted my arm and pointed. "Get in the car."

 The small crowd cheered and clapped for me. I run to the passenger's side and hop the before Mark burned out and drove off. 

 "Where the hell are we going?" I ask Mark.

 Mark looked around and continued driving. "Base?" I nod and look back. "Nice job out there."

 "Likewise. You somehow managed to convince people we were just wrestling." We both chuckle and watch the road. "I think we were successful."

 The target's body flew out of the trunk. Mark and I quickly run out and tie him up before tossing him back in. A few people gave us a confused look.

 "It's a prank. We're pranking our friend. He is part of it." Mark pointed to our hit. "You have yourselves a bloody good day."

 We race off to the base and unbound our victim. We frantically take him to the interrogation room and open the door. "Boys, it's not a good time." Taina was pointing her knife at another person in there. "Wait, is this your target?"

 "Yes it is." I throw him on the floor. "Do you want him?"

 "Oh yeah, it's gonna be a fun time." Taina smiled wickedly and threw him on a chair. "Wake your friend. Now!"

 Her interrogation target obeyed in fear. "What? What's happening?" The hit asks.

 "You tell us." Mark and I walked into the light. "We want answers."

 "No, you got to do it like this." Taina pressed her knife on his neck and slowly moved it. "I won't hesitate to slit your throat."

 "Fuck you! Leave him alone!" His friend said. Taina smiled and walked to him. "No, no!" 

He got stabbed in the stomach. Mark recoiled from the sounds and almost threw up. Taina took the knife out and licked it clean of blood. This time, Mark threw up a bit.

"Crazy bitch." I shake my head and feel my knees weaken.

"Thank you, I earned it." Taina rubbed her mouth with her thumb and smiled. "Do you boys want to answer now?"

"Fine. I'll tell you all I know." Our target says. "You put up a hell of a fight." He looked to me and nodded.

I nod and look back at Taina. "You know what to do."

Taina saluted with her index and middle. Mark and I left the room and went to the mess hall. "Man, I wonder if there's food left." Mark chuckled.

"Damn, you ate breakfast and a scone, and you're still hungry?"

Mark shrugged and grabbed a tray. "How's thing with you and Eliza?"

"Well. I think she wants me." We chuckle and spot Chul sitting in the corner. "How are you, Chul?"

He faced us with marker on his mask. He made a meh motion with his hands and continued looking at his mask.

"Well, I am going to bed. G'night Mark, night, Chul." I walk out and pop my knuckles. "I hope Eliza don't wanna fuck tonight."