?.. Sweetheart | Identity V x reader 「ONESHOTS」

↳song suggestion: Dayglow - Can I Call You Tonight?

Genre: Fluff ♡

Note: Y/N - your name, L/N - last name

Reader: they/them ─◌✰್

A/N: again sorry if it's OOC (Out Of Character)!

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"Each task is slightly different from the other but all conclude the same—to kill. To end one's life is always my task. Not complaining, easy money especially with around this time, if they give me money then a deal is settled, though this one's request or commission...is interesting. Telling me to kill the only child of  the ambassador, (Y/N) (L/N). Considering their father is quite protective over them bodyguards by their side isn't anything new," he grined "This will be fun," like a sly snake he watched over his prey as his eyes peered through the deep abyss of the night.

Of course preferably is to staged the death and to remove all evidence not today though, he's enjoying doing this commission. A little fun wouldn't .

Concentrating on his future plans silently in his head, his eyes spotted (Y/N) leaving the house; they were alone, no bodyguards to be seen, as the cloak buried their face distorting it away from recognition while they sprinted away from the building in the admist of the night. Not wanting to lose sight of his target he tailed them, a part of them was curious on where could they be visiting when the moon loom over their heads and not the gleaming sun. "You are out there... aren't you..?" Their voice trembled as they tried to cover their shaking hands, their facade of confidence and certainty isn't that convincing while their eyes scanned every inch searching for any signs of life. He didn't respond. "Are you here...to murder me?" They asked again, their voice filled with fear. Yet again he didn't replied "Of course you are here to end me, what a silly question of mine. Though I have another one for you...that is, if you are still listening..." they started, their hood still cowering over their head. "Why—" "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" Their father's voice boomed, furiously walking towards them. "Father! I–I was—"  he didn't gave them time to reply and only gripped their wrist harshly "You aren't meant to be outside here! What if something bad happens to you, huh? Get back inside," he exhorted at them.

Naib watched it all unfold in front of him, as he laid back beneath the canopy of a tree, seeing the two return back he suddenly became eager to meet them; words certainly can't explain the reason it was similar to when you do what you are passionate about and your memory while doing what you loved is just blank but still managed to do a masterpiece, a feeling he couldn't put into words. The glow of the light in their room illuminated so bright, their slouching figure by the chair so crystal clear so is their long face; their eyes landed on their mirror followed by a disappointed sigh. He wasn't entirely wrong, it is dangerous yet they wanted to ask questions to this person who they know is watching them. Creepy but curiosity took the best of them, if they ask whomever the person is in their room the people roaming inside the house would hear them. They are well aware that person gets more sunlight than they do, (Y/N) barely even show themselves to the point multiple articles joke are someone who can't stand under the sun (which they don't find funny). Lost in their thoughts the sound of a small rock being thrown at their window alarmed them back into reality, already in their night wear, they crept closer to their window to investigate only to take a step back when they were near the source of the soft thud "No...they could be luring you to easily kill you or something!" They warned themselves facing away from the window.

"I'm not here to kill you," a stern voice reassured them just as they shifted their head back to the window. They met an unfamiliar face just as they did, his eyes staring deep to their's without the slightest emotion plastered on his face even though both their faces are near to one another, just the tiniest move their noses would touch. Shocked they nearly fell down and hit their head if he didn't caught them faster though they did yelp. His hand supporting their back the other around their waist as the yellow glow of their light in the room carved shadows on his face but not dark enough to capture his features. They agitatedly open their mouth to speak—