The movie finally ended with a fade to black. 3 slightly chuckled at the memory of Octavio's signature speech. She reached for the remote and took it out of the hand of a sleeping Agent 4. She had fallen asleep a bit over an hour into the movie at 6:00.
3 clicked the tv off and frowned, looking at her fellow agents. The silence in the apartment was loud when suddenly a small and tired voice spoke up.
"Is 4 asleep?" Agent 8 mumbled in a hushed tone.
3 nodded. "Yep, she's been asleep for a while."
8 nodded back. The two stayed silent for a while before 8 finally said something.
"Hey, I'm sorry if I made you upset at all, 3," she frowned. "I snapped at you and broke one of your cups, it's understandable if you're mad-"
"Upset?" 3 cocked her head to the side, "I'm not upset at all. Well, not with you, I guess I was just... mad at myself."
"No, 3-" Agent 8 began, but she was interrupted again.
"I felt like I wasn't doing enough to help. I WANT to help, but I've been going about it the wrong way and I upset you," she said. "Ididn'tmeananyharmwhenItoldMarinaI'msorry-"
3 began talking so fast that her words slurred. She jumped and widened her eyes when she felt a hand touch her face. She turned to her left and saw 8 with a smile on her face and watery eyes.
"Your efforts were enough, 3, thank you," she mumbled.
Agent 8 put her other hand on 3's other cheek. 3 flinched as 8's thumb gently traced over the edge of her scar. She let out a small exhale and relaxed, closing her eyes and unclenching her jaw with as 8 caressed her face gently. The octoling 8 smiled a bit wider as 3's head felt heavier in her hands.
She stroked her face with her thumbs again. "Do you want to go to sleep?" She asked.
3 responded with a muffled "mhm", keeping her eyes closed as she put her hand over 8's, her face giving off a hint of blush. 8 let go of 3's face and put her arms around 3's waist. She laid back on the couch with 3 pressed on top of her.
The inkling rested her head in the crook of 8's neck and put her arms around her. 8 put one arm around 3 and stroked the back of 3's head with the other. She closed her eyes and gave a small smile.
3 slowly drifted off to sleep, the sound of 8's heartbeat against her ear and the feeling of her playing with her hair putting her to rest.
"Good night, 3," 8 smiled.
3 was unresponsive verbally but hugged 8 tighter in response. The two of them fell asleep in each other's embrace.
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Breaking the Glass || Agent 38
Fanfiction⚠️This story contains glass/ glass breaking, trauma/ traumatic events, details for small injuries, and panic attacks! If you are uncomfortable with such topics, I recommend skipping this story!⚠️ Every night for a while, Agent 8 would disappear and...
