"Black hair, white shirt, right?" Wade smirked as he brought his eye to the rifle scope. "I swear these jobs get easier and easier, but I guess they're right. Really, it's all about marketing you know?" He tracked the target through the thick windows of the penthouse nightclub and waited for a clear shot. "It's such a beautiful night for a contract kill." You gazed up at the moon as you lay on the cold concrete of the damp New York rooftop. "I'm glad you wanted to come with me, sometimes between just me and the reader things can get a little boring you know?"

"I don't know, I'm sure the docket said white hair and black shirt." He pulled his gaze from the scope and stared at you with a raised brow and an aura of confusion. "Everyone asshole in there is wearing a white shirt and has black hair, it would be a poor description because I think most of them are employees. It said something about dazzling eyes as well... Wade did you write that contract by any chance."

"You do raise a valid point; white hair is always a bit more bad guy chic. Lucky you said something, I was just about to take that guy's stupid head clean off his shoulders. It would have been an ass to get blood out of that shirt as well, trust me, It's a nightmare. And yes, they are a lovely jade green, don't be jealous." He started to scan the crowded, drug fuelled rampage for his target. "Well, here we are. Aren't you a handsome guy? Y/n, are you ready to earn yourself fifteen thousand?"

"I just came here to keep you company, I still haven't spent the last gift you gave me."

"That wasn't a gift, it was a bribe, and you know it." He shuffled over and ushered you towards the rifle. "Well, the job itself is about two-fifty but I want you to take the shot. Now I know what you're thinking what if I miss? I can't take a human life. Does anybody really know how magnets work!? But you won't, it's not so bad and everybody knows it's just magic. You've been coming with me for ages now and really I think it's just time for you to actually start doing something and helping because really you're just dead weight so get your ass over here and kill that man."

"Finally." You rolled over and sat the butt sharply into your shoulder. "I've been waiting for my turn I thought you would never ask." Wade's smile was so bright it almost gave your position away.

"They grow up so fast, I'm so proud of you. But please don't kill the wrong person, it is way more paperwork than I can be bothered to fill out and I don't want to have to change my identity again, I'm running out of ideas."

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Written by Aaron.