Obey Me Psa

I Spy You- Part 1

Genshin Spy AU

3…

The loud music and the sound of people cheering from the rooftop can be heard all the way to your hotel room. As the darkness surrounds you in your little room, the sliver of light from the closed curtain allows you to see a man sitting in front of you. His smile is cheerful and full of life, you can see the excitement in his eyes.

2…

You can hear the people upstairs screaming even louder. The man leans towards you. You give him a soft smile, he chuckles unknowingly of what will happen once it's midnight.

1…

“HAPPY NEW YEARS!”

You can hear the people screaming on the top of their lungs, the music becoming even louder. This is the perfect chance. As the man leans in towards you expecting a New Years kiss from his lover, he is met with a sharp pain in his chest. Your smile is innocent as ever as he stares in shock at you. You stabbed him in the heart.

“Y-you…why?” His voice was filled with sorrow…aww it looks like he’s gonna cry. Perfect.

You lean in close to him, you whisper in his ear making sure he hears you.

“Because I can.” You smile, while you look back at him, his face is full of disgust. Like as if this man never did anything heinous in his life.

“Oh don’t give me that look old man, you knew karma was gonna bite you.” You narrow your eyes at him.

You noticed his breath was beginning to slow down and how his eyes keep closing and he forces himself to keep awake. He was a no good man, if anything he was a disease to anyone who he is threatened by. Such a disease needs to be exterminated, and you were the right one for the job.

“Honestly I can’t believe how easy it was to make you fall for me.” You look at him to see if you got a reaction from him. But all he gives you is a blank stare. His breathing is becoming ragged.

“When we first met you basically begged me to stay by your side, were you really that lonely and pathetic that some random girl flirts with you and you suddenly want to marry her!” You narrow your eyes at him, still no reaction from him. It’s obvious he’s slowly dying. You feel somewhat cruel being so mean to a dying man. But then you remember. He did worse. Way more worse than you will ever do in your lifetime.

You sigh, still hearing the loud music and the laughing of the people upstairs. You sit up from the couch you sat on, and turn to the man who is now laying down on the couch lifeless.

“Damn, and I thought you were a fighter.” You were surprised he let go that easily to say the least. From the few months you were with him trying to make him head over heels for you, you thought it would take more than a knife to the heart to kill him.

You stay frozen, as if the man in front of you was gonna come back from the dead and take him back with you to the underworld. But as you stay still looking at the dead body you snap out of your imagination.

“Well…mission done I guess.” You walk away from the couch and to the large bed in the hotel room. Your tiny purse which the now dead man got for you the day before was on the bed. You rummage through your purse to find your phone.

As you finally find it you quickly go call a certain number.

You hear the cell phone ringing and a click.

“Hello this is Violet speaking.” You talk in a whisper as if anyone would hear you from all the commotion that is happening outside.

“Oh agent Violet, are you already done with your mission?” It was a soft, sweet voice on the other line. It was refreshing hearing it from all the other ruckus you hear around you.

“Yes I am, to be honest it was quite easy. And I thought this was a top tier mission.” You hear a giggle from the other voice in the line, such a soft voice belongs to your hard working co-worker, Ganyu. You begin to pace around your room talking to Ganyu. While on the phone you have established that your mission was over and for the clean up crew to get the body.

“Well I guess that was all I hope I can take a break from all the missions.” You sigh, now starting to feel exhausted.

“Well I hope you can take a break (Y/N), I know how hard you’ve been working.” You can tell she’s feeling sorry for you.

“Oh and (Y/N).” She started talking in a whisper.

“Happy new year!” She says proudly you can tell she is smiling.

You pause, silence now takes over.

“….thank you Ganyu, happy New Years to you too.” You say your goodbyes to Ganyu and hang up the call. You're always too busy to celebrate such things like news years. You smile to yourself, surprised that a little thing like someone saying happy New Years can make you smile.

You start packing up your things and head to the reception of the hotel. As you head out of the hotel you go back to the dumpster.

You take out your phone and throw it onto the ground with all the force you can. And to make sure it’s really destroyed you start stomping on it. After putting all your might into destroying a nearly $1,000 phone, you use your shoe to sweep off all the pieces to random places around the dumpster. You would never want what ever happened to that man to lead back to you. Even though your agency was always made sure there was no evidence and no lead to anyone.

You could never be too careful anyways.

[Authors note: this is my first story I ever posted on here, so yeah I’ll be making more parts😅]

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