Darnells pov
"you son of bitch! How dare you hurt my pico!" I grabbed one of my biggest bomb and chucked it at the son of a bitch as hard as I could. The deamon blew up into a million pieces. It was basically raining lemonade.
I walked over to picos body. He was pale and still bleeding. Oh god is he dead!
"no pico please don't leave me" I pulled him close sobbing "I didn't even get to tell you that I love you"
"mmm I'm not dead" I quickly looked down at him to see his eyes flutter open "darnell did I just hear you say you love me?"
"we'll talk about it later" I muttered "let's get you home"
He nodded sleepily and I quickly carried him home. Oh please let him be ok!
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the weapon (fnf Au)
FanfictionPico was raised to be a hitman after the events of the school shooting. He was brought up to be a cold hearted weapon that could kill anyone and not get caught. One day a man came in asking for their best hitman to kill off his daughters boyfriend...
