His Assassin

Chapter 35: Just In Case

3rd Person POV

A month passed since the union of Andy and Vixen, and in order to live together, some compromises had to be made.

Vixen took what she needed from her apartment, but is still keeping it. Andy felt like she was keeping it for certain reasons. Like if they were to separate, she had somewhere to go. Vixen explained to him though that it was her place to hide things. If they're discovered, Andy's house will definitely be searched, but who would know of Vixen's apartment?

When living together, quarreling was inevitable. Marriage isn't always unicorns and rainbows. The fights are nothing major, just things the couple wanted to change. Andy's bathroom for example.

Every morning Vixen woke up, she brushed her teeth in front of the mirror with water spots and toothpaste flecks. On the floor next to her would be a pile of dirty clothes. In the shower, Andy's products were placed inconveniently for her.

So Vixen cleaned, organized, and made their bathroom a million times better. Nice, right? Yea, Andy messed it up the very next day.

While he was showering that morning, Vixen came in and saw the filth coming back...not on her watch.

"Andy." She sighed, picking up his clothes.

"Yea?" He scrubbed in his shampoo.

"Did you not notice the bathroom being cleaner? Your clothes go in this hamper...oh my god, and you got toothpaste on the mirror."

"It's just toothpaste, babe."

"It's gross!" She made a face of disgust. "Please, I cleaned the bathroom, try to keep it that way."

"Ok, ok." He put his shampoo bottle on Vixen's side of the shower.

"AH-put your shampoo on your side! Your things are forever blocking my things! And then I drop shit!"

Andy swept his hand to clear the fogged up glass door of the shower, "DON'T TALK TO ME IF YOU'RE GOING TO YELL."

"THEN I WON'T TALK TO YOU." Vixen threw her toothbrush into its drawer and left the room.

They made up an hour later.

Vixen has her flaws too. Her car do be messy and Andy hates that. Weapons littered across the backseat, sauces and napkins from fast-food restaurants in random places, unfinished water bottles under the seats...like shit.

He asked her to clean it, she didn't, so he did it for her, and she got upset that he touched her sauces. This time, they didn't talk for 30 minutes.

One recognizes who the other is after fighting though. Andy is Vixen's husband and Vixen is Andy's wife. They only do things for each other to help, never hurt. They can't stay mad at each other for too long, not even if they tried.

As for Andy's assassin career, his first target was taken care of smoothly. Today, he comes back to Vixen to tell her about his second target and how it went.

Instead of Andy coming through the front door, he called Vixen from his phone.

"Hey, baby!" She answered.

"Hey, babe! Come outside, I gotta show you something," he said, then hung up.

Curious as to what the surprise was, Vixen ran outside to see Andy waiting in his car.

He smiled brightly, "hop in, the thing is too big to bring to you."

"I was wondering where you were." She took her seat next to him. "You were gone for like four hours."