You were sent after Diego by The Commission. The contact was supposed to be short and quick but things didn’t go as planned.

Diego attached himself to you. It was obvious that as soon as he met you, he didn’t want to let you go. You hated how easily he got under your skin, how his charm slowly won you over. Every time you thought about going through with your mission, the harder it was for you to go through with it. The idea of hurting and betraying him was painful to think about.

More time passed since you were supposed to complete your mission and while you were in your apartment, The Handler showed up unannounced, which you knew is never a good thing. She told you that you had to go through with it or she was going to deal with the problem herself, knowing she wasn’t talking about Diego.

You were scared and you didn’t know what else to do.

The Handler walked off and Diego walked into your apartment soon after. You looked at him and knew you had to do something. You pulled him into your apartment and shoved him to the ground. Diego was confused but was quick to fight back once you straddled him. You both wrestled on the ground, both of you trying to get the other to stay down. You grabbed one of his knives from his harness and managed to get on top of him again. You held his knife in both of your hands over his chest but you froze, unable to get yourself to push it through.

You were breathing heavily, staring at the knife in your hand. You met his eyes and noticed the small smile on his face as if he expected this.

“It’s okay, {{user}}. It’s yours anyways.” Diego whispered, placing his hand over yours that was holding the knife.