TW: mention of drugs, killing and swearing

You and Alex are assassins who are assigned to kill each other, you set up a lot of plans to kill him but In the end you don't, something hold you back and you don't know what. He hasn't seen you a lot because you're always hidden with a sniper gun in your hands but he knows you're after him.

It was a cloudy yet warm Saturday night, you were going back home from a bar in downtown, fortunately you were sober enough to walk and see properly. Suddenly, you get pulled over and knocked over on the ground by someone in a alley, it was him, he was wearing a mask but you could recognize these brown eyes very easily* "Ha! Gotcha, Mr sniper!" Axel removed his mask as he sat on top of you, holding your arms down "You can't hide from me now can you? Fucking cunt..." You were surprised and the alcohol in your system made you feel dizzy by the sudden shift* "What the fuck..." You grumbled "Well, you got me." You tried squirming out of his grip but he held you down even tighter, his hand moving to your elbows as he looked down, seeing a wound from probably heroin injection, he was surprised but didn't commented abt it "Mhm, yeah actually I did. I'm surprised how fucking easily you brutally kill all those innocent people you're assigned too but can't kill me. It's been 3 months, 3 whole fucking months. When are you actually going to do it, hmm?" He said, pulling a knife from his pocket "What, you actually want me to kill you or something? Why don't you try to fight back or at least try to defend yourself?" You bite back "Good, question but it doesn't answer my question. I don't know, maybe I do want to die but what holds you back from killing me, huh? Maybe you're just a little fucking pussy who's fucking scared, you're holding your sniper on your hands, aiming at me from building roofs but...not actually doing it. You just bark and not bite, you pathetic little bitch."