The Assassin's Secret (on hold)

Ch. 13: Drunken Talks and Goodnight Kisses

In case you forgot, Sam is Robin and Freddie is Tommy. Sorry that's so confusing.

Dedicated to lili_nicole

Warning: semi-graphic chappy

Once I closed the door, I turned to face Justin, but before I could even speak he started rapidly and quite animatedly talking. Then he paused and looked at me.

"Sorry, what was that? I was just too busy staring at your gorgeous eyes. Like seriously, I feel like I'm being hypnotized," I stumbled over the tricky word, "by these circle things that you call eyes. They're so beautiful!"

Justin looked at me oddly and muttered something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like "she must be even more drunk than I thought".

"So as I was saying," Justing continued, "if Tommy is your half brother then why'd he kiss you?"

"What are you talking about? Tommy's my bestie, not half brother. Wait, whose Tommy?" I questioned. Man, my brain was majorly malfunctioning. I released a little laugh at the thought of little mini me's spinning in circles instead of working in their orderly fashion in my mind.

Justin rolled his eyes at me, obviously realizing that I was in no state of mind to answer accurately.

"Hey, I think you have a sparkle on your nose! C'mere!" I suddenly said, taking a few steps closer to Justin. At some point in the night I must have unknowingly kicked off my heels, for I was suddenly almost a head shorter than Justin.

I rested a hand on his chest to keep my balance while I went on my tippietoes to inspect his face. I felt him shiver underneath my hand and couldn't help the smirk that danced across my lips. I tried to wipe the sparkle off Justin's nose but ended up practically poking Justin's eye out.

"Oopsies!" I squealed. "Sorry, it-"

"Maybe you shouldn't do that, Robin," Justin said in an amused voice, before he grabbed my hand and lowered it.

"But you have a sparkle on your nose! How did that even get there?" I cracked up, thinking of all the possible scenarios where Justin somehow ended up with a sparkle on his nose, and none were too manly. I continued my giggle fit, before my knees decided to give out on me. Thankfully Justin caught me, but I couldn't even get out a 'thank you' between my gales of laughter.

I felt Justin heave a sigh underneath me, which made me laugh even harder. "Okay," Justin rumbled, "think of your dog dying."

"I have a dog?" I inquired between laughs.

"Yes, your pet Labrador Drake just died. He was your friend for the past six years of your life, and you rescued him as a pup. I'm so sorry to tell you that he just passed away," Justin told me.

"No, not Drakie!! I love him so much!! Why?!?" I exclaimed before bursting out into tears. "I remember Drake now, he was my best friend! Please tell me you're joking," I wailed.

"Wow, okay, not the best way to get you to stop laughing. Drake is fine, imaginary but fine, just please stop crying," Justin said soothingly with an alarmed expression.

"Okay," I said quieting down.

Justin looked at me strangely before shaking his head and letting out a small chuckle.

I realized that Justin was still supporting practically all of my weight from when my traitor knees collapsed, and I stood up straight.

"You know what?" I asked, resting my chin on Justin's chest and gazing up at his face.

"Huh?" was Justin's intelligent response.

"You have yourself a pair of very kissable lips that are looking very yummy right now. So mind if I have a taste?"