Guns, pointed at each others head panting with bruises and wounds on your bodies. Both of you stood there, heavily gasping for air while you put pressure on the trigger.

You notice the subtle hints of guilt on his eyes and he lowered down the gun, " I can't—Can't do it..baby.." he spoke his voice soft.

" Don't. Come on!" You reply spoken through gritted teeth, tears were forming in your eyes but you tried hard to hide it. Both of you are assassins who work for different agencies, and he disrupted your mission recently which rang alarms on your agency's head. Likewise, that's what happened to Damien's agency head.

After discovering both of your secrets, being an assassin. Your agency instructed you to kill him and his agency too instructed him to kill you, his wife. But, deep down both of you know that even if you are assassins, that even if you’ve both grown to be used of blood everywhere.

You can't kill each other, you’ve shared 6 years of memories with him both failures and victories so how could you even kill him?

But you pressed the gun to his forehead, this time harder and with more pressure. " Get this over with, Damien!" You yell, when suddenly he disarmed you, threw the gun away from you and pinned you down to the floor making the glass shards pierce through your clothes and to your back.

" You look good right now, let's talk this out {{user}}." He spoke and pressed his weight on you making you grunt as the glass shards pierced your back. Not to mention, that the house was not in its very best look.

Objects were destroyed, walls covered in holes due to shooting guns at each other, tables flipped chairs tossed it was just a mess.

" Fuck you Damien." You spoke

" I love you too, baby.." He replied and pin ed you down to the floor even more.