Mr & Mr Hitman

Bloody & Cute Chatters

"Are you sure about this?", Cameron asked for what seemed to be a millionth time, as he obediently sat cross-legged on his bed, sipping on his hot chocolate and munching on some cookies, a simple breakfast, while watching Olivia put her makeup on.

"Trust me, I know what I'm doing," the older woman smiled, "I can't deprive Nathaniel of his father," she confided, "Family comes first, no?"

The hitman scoffed, "You call that a father?", he rolled his eyes, "You should get glasses, or just get high, I don't know, do something and cure this foolishness," he dramatically fake cried, "I don't have friends Olive, how am I going to survive this cruel world?", he gulped on his drink.

"Don't worry, Samuel'll keep you company," Olivia chuckled when she noticed the man nearly choking on his drink, "Where did you even get 'Olive' as a nickname?"

"The olive in my Martini that night inspired me."

The 'friends' talked for a while, about everything and nothing, sifting from murders to baking recipes, until Olivia received a phone call from her son, that she almost immediately answered, "Yes baby?"

"Where- you?", Nathaniel's sleepy voice could be heard, his voice grizzling with the phone as a result of his clumsy grip of the phone.

"I'm upstairs with Cam," the mother's face lit up when she heard the excited screech of her child.

"Fetch- me," the toddler's tone was a mixture of anticipation and worry, already planning the tantrum he'd throw if his mother refused.

"Yes baby, wait for mommy and tell gramps to unlock the door-" Cameron watched as the mother made her way outside of his apartment to go pick up her ray of sunshine.

He took his phone to check if he received any message in the course of the previous night; a confirmation message from Justin and several unread messages from Samuel.

The deuteragonist exhaled before opening the chat.

Handsome <3: Hello dear boyfriend, I am bored.

Handsome <3: Are you ignoring me or are you asleep?????

Handsome <3: Wait. You know who this is right?????

Handsome <3: Of course you do. There's only one person you can perceive as Handsome ;)

Handsome <3: Omg what if I got the wrong number?????

Handsome <3: Cameron don't play with me. What if there's someone who thinks I'm pranking them?

Handsome <3: Miss/Ma'am/Sir/Enby Or anybody else, I am deeply sorry, my boyfriend tricked me. I can formally apologize by offering you a coffee.

Cameron shook his head and internally facepalmed himself at the foolishness of the man living just one level under him. He hesitantly typed his response before being more open with the man he made out and shared a bed with.

One would think he's a very shy person at this point, but Cameron is just... Cameron.

You: Yeah, keep that coffee for me now, will you.

Handsome <3: Oh thank God it's you. Took you long enough Speedy 0-0

You: Yeah Smartass compared to you, I am working right now.

Handsome <3: Damn you, give me some attention.

You: I have a better idea.

Cameron paused some seconds before he proceeded with his actions, "What would be something that wouldn't anger him that much?", he mumbled to himself before grinning and blushing like a kid.

You: Have a great day, Smooches >3>

He cringed.

You: You have blocked this contact.

"Let's see how you react now," Cameron chuckled, placing his phone on his night table and laying on his bed, sprawling his limbs like a star, waiting for one of his favorite duo to arrive.

"Cammy!", a little, now familiar, toddler with a frog onesie ran to Cam and jumped on the latter's bed, slowly slipping down before being picked up by the man and held into the air.

"Morning, my little man, how are you?", the softened hitman grinned.

"Good!", Nathaniel enthusiastically agitated his arms and legs.

"Why do I feel like you're slowly stealing him away from me?", Olivia sat in the beanbag just across the bed, gawking at her son now sitting in the lap the cross-legged assassin. Her lips curved into a smile when she felt the warmth and affection her son was receiving just from his expressions. "You'd make a great dad," she whispered.

Ironical how a cold-blooded stranger could treat you better than your own father.

"Maybe I am really stealing him," Cameron widened his eyes and wriggled his eyebrows at the child in front of him, "How do you like that?"

"No-", Nathaniel giggled, "Mom will not let you," he confidently flashed his teeth at both the adults, proud of his maternal figure.

"Oh my," Cam blinked.

"Then who will protect mommy?", Olivia smiled sadly, shaking her head when she realized her dark aura influencing the two younger males.

"I will," Cameron patted Nathaniel's head, instantly putting the toddler at ease.

"Then who will protect Cammy?", the boy inquired, to which his mother almost immediately replied.

"Sammy will."

'Sammy' was still staring at his phone. What was that?

Is he trying to get on my nerves?

He squinted his eyes, staring intensely at the last message and the notification that followed.

Short Killer : Have a great day, Smooches >3>

Short Killer : You have been blocked.

"These are clear signs of bipolarity," he chortled, "Or maybe symptoms of love," he rolled on his bed, digging his head in his pillow and screaming into it, dopamine rushing to his head at this foreign feeling that he slowly learned to appreciate, like how he gradually opened his heart for his short sweetheart that he treasured and cherished.

As the saying would say; love is in the air.

Yet why was this lingering feeling holding on to the back of his head like a bad omen?