Perception {Dreamnotfound}

19 | A Killer's Instinct | 19

Sorry short one. Had to split the chapter otherwise it'd be huge.
Enjoy. Love ya <3 ~ Owl

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-George's POV-

My target profile feels like a weight as I enter the usual location of my target. A constant reminder that I'm here to gain information on how to murder an innocent person. Not just any innocent person, the best medic in Central City. People may think it weird he's with an elite assassin, but he sure comes in useful.

When I reach the medical booth, I'm met with a group of people. A boy I recognise as A6d, chatting to the girl from the hub. It'd only now that they're sat together I realise their soulmates bands match.

Sat on the counter beside A6d is a boy I don't recognise, sorting through some bandages. Bright blue eyes, and an outfit so mismatched it's worse than Finn's.

Stood beside him is another boy, a green scarf wrapped tightly over his mouth. His hair is dark and I think brown, contrasting his pale skin.

There's so many people.

It's been so long since I've been in the company of multiple people. Passing through crowds absentmindedly doesn't count, but I don't even have to do that often. Now I'm the centre of attention, stood in the middle of a crowd make up of elite assassins and strangers.

I want Clay here with me. Now.

"What're you here for?" A familiar voice from behind me asks. I'm met with Nick, leaning against the wall casually as he watches the group crammed into the tiny shop. "Oh um-"

The entire group turn to me, and I watch the blue-eyed boy's eyes widen in realisation. Even with my glasses on, it's not hard to distinguish who I am when I'm stood right in front of you.

Sapnap puts up his hand, rolling his presumably green eyes. "Save it Jacob. We all know who he is anyway." All eyes are on me, watching me cautiously. I'm not sure why, I'm easily outnumbered.

"I came here to see Darryl-" The boy in the green scarf narrows his eyes, glaring at me as if he's deciding the best way to kill me before I can escape. "I could help you instead, I'm the second medic here" the blue-eyed boy Nick called 'Jacob' cuts in.

"No" Nick overrides. "He needs him, and him specifically. His injuries are serious enough that Bad requested only he take care of them."

Bad?

A6d, who I think was referred to as Vincent, snorts. "Lucky you. Normally Bad only requests personal visits from Skeppy."

Nick cuts in. "Yeah but that's because it's Skep. They're soulmates Vin, give them a break."

I can't help but notice how Nick becomes nervous and agitated whenever soulmates are mentioned. It's probably due to the loss of his own, who he never even got to meet. There's still hope he'll see them one day.

"He was doing that even before he knew." Vincent batts his eyelashes dramatically, using a high-pitched tone to speak. "I'll take care of that one, he has the worst injuries."

"You're never going to let him live that down, are you?" The group erupts into laughter, and I stand in the centre awkwardly.

"Please" Nick smirks. "The way Darryl watches over Zak you'd think he was made of paper."

"No, the way Darryl makes me watch over Zak" Vincent interjects. I remember when Clay and I first saw them, and Vincent was yelling about how he always has to watch over Zak like he's his child.