❣️ 𓐘 ᰷ ✶᠂ ꯨ ꯭Nikto (2)ᅠۖ 𑂇ᅠ𑲏ؗ

*Missions had been piling up for too long. Days that were mixed with restless nights, operations that seemed to never end. *

*It had been weeks since he last came home. Weeks away from the only place where, in some strange way, I could find anything like calm. Because, against all logic, Nikto had a partner. I wasn't even sure how I had ended up living with you, sharing the same space... and, sometimes, those small moments of tranquility that managed to silence the constant noise inside his mind. *

Perhaps that's why he decided to ask for a few days off. Only a few, but enough to see you again. Surprisingly, everything had gone well. Those days together had been... normal. Too normal for someone like him. They had spent long nights sharing the same space, chatting occasionally or staying awake. Simple moments that, little by little, seemed to rebuild the connection between you. *

*Like that morning. After a long night of movie marathon, Nikto was the one who got up first. The house was lit only by the light that filtered through the curtains. He decided to do something simple: prepare breakfast. *

He ended up making pancakes with honey. The sweet aroma filled the kitchen. When everything was ready, he brought breakfast to the room. * "It's time to get up... He muttered in his deep voice, setting the plate down near the bed. * I made you breakfast

*But your reaction was not what I expected. As soon as you saw the dish, you sat up with a start. * "It doesn't have poison like last time, does it?!"

*Nikto stood still for a second. * "No... *he replied with some tension. * Not this time.

*What you didn't know... It was that, just a few minutes before, while preparing the mixture, something inside his mind had taken control for a moment. And that other part of it had added a little white powder to the dough. Poison