Cold-Blooded (Sikorsky x Reader)

Happy hunting?

"Even today, his name inspires horror and hatred. Josef Mengele, the twisted doctor infamous for torturing the prisoners of the Auschwitz concentration camp with his deadly human experiments-"

Sikorsky finally quirked a brow looking over at you questioningly.

"So tell me this...."

He murmured softly.

"First it was several of the true crime documentaries about hunting serial killers and now we're watching....War criminals???"

You smiled sheepishly as Sikorsky narrowed his eyes in your direction.

"Exactly what it this, that you are getting at?"

You chuckled a little bit.

"Just...trying to figure out the police and law enforcement mindsets I guess...."

You muttered in reply.

"And they would suspect I am here how exactly?"

"Well.....I mean Baki knows where your at and so does Kozue."

"Why would's they think I would do something so obvious?"

"Uuuh because you ARE here??"

You replied obviously confused.

"Yes but they would knows I know that it would be to obvious I am here. So they would not suspect I here."

"But.... because of all that reverse psychology wouldn't they know to look here?"

Sikorsky sighed and let his head fall into the back of the couch.

"The popcorn I will take too kitchen..."

He sighed again grabbing the bowl.

"Sooooo the conversation is going nowhere for you I take it?"

"No, no....I Utilize Zhis experience..."

"Utilize.....you mean 'Use'?"

"No....it mean same thing, why it matter?"

"Erm....Sort of but not quite....Don't you know?"

You questioned innocently.

"IIIIIIII- no like where this is going....."

"Sorry I thought you'd know the difference I didn't want to assume-"

"Da, becauze English obviously first language ofs mine....."

He replied- Making his Russian accent almost mocking like that of a cheesy Russian gangster villain where all bad guys wear fur hats, drink vodka, and speak with thick Russian accents.

"Oop- I didn't mean to be offensive I apologize...."

"Is this what I sound like to you? Eh?"

You chuckled nervously as he started to come closer.

"Heeeeeey now....hold on a minute let's not so something rash now."

Suddenly Sikorsky's fingers were tickling your sides making you howl with laughter out of surprise.

"SIKORSKKKKKKKYYY! NOOOOO STOOOOP I'M SORRRRRRY!!!!"

"Oh so you sorry for pretending to have accent at club too?"

"Y-YES! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAJANAHAJAJAJAJAJ-"

Finally Sikorsky pulled his hands away with a sly grin.

*Knock knock*

Both the you and Sikorsky's gazes shot to the door.

Yours filled with fear and Sikorsky's with annoyance.