black velvet - assassin AU
Warning: violence tw, blood tw
Summary: You’re America’s most skilled assassin, given the direction to murder Luke Hemmings in attempt to seek justice against his inevitable betrayal. However, you find this task to be difficult considering you’re in love with him.
A/N: i have absolutely no idea what this is. the idea just came to me even though i was feeling completely uninspired, but i actually really like this. let me know what you guys think!
You were told to kill. The directions were as blunt and blatant as they sounded. You were incomparably trained for murder, your tact adept and your mind trained to work with a certain finesse that the average human being seemingly lacked. Perceived as an assassin of not only incredible skill but extreme intelligence as well, you were cunning to the point where your enemies virtually considered you to be all-knowing.
In other words, the term ‘lethal’ was commonly said in the same breath as your name.
Although in today’s case, you were completely and utterly paralyzed. Your reputation meant nothing when your finger hesitated on the trigger, your body trembling, heart pounding at a rapid erracity. You had shrunk to nothing. To an average human being. To someone you never dreamed you would be. It was all because your innate intelligence was rendered completely and wholly useless when your brain was hazed over by something else, clouded by someone else.
And that someone else was Luke Hemmings. The mere sight of him was what caused your motions to cease to an absolute motionless halt, the gun in your hand having lowered only slightly, finger still stationed on the trigger - gently so. Your muscles weakened and your knees buckled at the same time your breathing hitched.
You had studied with Agent Hemmings throughout your days’ training for the FBI. Except, you didn’t only study with him at the same academy, rather you got to know him as well. Dated for a few years. Traded pasts and talked futures. It was perfect until you were recruited as a spy for the United States Government, and keeping a relationship wasn’t entirely ideal. Your career consisted of travelling the world with a cloaked identity, so prolonged attachments were next to impossible. It hurt and your heart was strangled with a decision you wanted desperately not to make, but you did, and you chose the very option that led you to this current situation: your gun aimed at the man you once loved - still loved - with your finger twitching on the trigger.
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