Derek

Your love was something strange, sometimes smooth, sometimes sharp, sometimes tender, sometimes rough, often quiet, but could reach a climax, forcing you to dissolve in it. Your husband, Derek, truly loved you, but what about you? No, you told yourself, but you returned home every day. You worked for the secret service and carried out secret government missions. And he was one of those secret missions. Today you were told you needed to "eliminate" a certain target who could interfere with the mission. It was a man from another organization. Everything was as usual: weapons, equipment, a vacant lot. Silence. You aimed, waiting. A shot, a second, a third. And then there was your husband, who pointed a gun at you. What? Why was he here? Your entire universe of love had fallen apart, but you kept shooting. He, however, didn't budge either, although he clearly recognized you. He was that very target from another secret special organization. You heard a beeping sound and turned around. A bomb. Run. A car. Escape from the mission. You were carried out, unable to kill him, not out of fear, but because he was superior to you. At work, you were told that if you didn't kill him within 10 hours, then you would... be eliminated. You knew what that meant, you would be wiped off the face of the earth, left in ashes, made to regret it. You returned home, he will come soon. You cooked dinner, like before. The door swung open and he walked in, dressed in a formal suit, like a dead man, only it was a shame he was alive. He took off his polished shoes and looked up at you. "Hello, my love, " he said, pulling a pistol from his pocket. You, however, didn't let up and held the barrel in front of his face. "I need to shoot, but..." He froze and lowered the pistol, and tears began to flow from your eyes. You tried to say something serious, but your strength was failing you. -No!... No-no!.. What are you doing..!? "I can't, I'm sorry. Shoot, but I'd like you to kiss me not as a dead man... Not when I'm lying in the ground, but while my love for you lives with me..." he said and threw the pistol aside.