House Sitter - John Wick (Part 3) Drabble

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After you killed his two top men, Gabriel had gone to ground. John and you had been trying to find him for months and had finally gotten a lead. Currently the two of you were in the car staking out a warehouse and you were bored out of your skull.

You tilted your seat back with a sigh and kicked your feet up on the dash. John glanced over with a lifted brow. "Really?"

You gave a little shrug and left your feet where they were. "How much longer are we going to sit here? I'm hungry."

"You nap, I'll stay awake."

"I'm hungry. Not tired."

"Well, if you sleep, you'll forget about being hungry," he responded with a smug little smirk.

You stuck your tongue out at him. "You're a horrible fiancé, John Wick. Letting me starve."

He shook his head and turned to smile at you. Suddenly, his eyes went wide and he shifted so his body covered a good portion of yours, knocking your feet to the floor in the process. Before you could ask him what the hell was going on, gunfire erupted. You wrapped your arms around John, holding him to you. Bullets tore through metal and glass. The two of you flinched as shards rained down on you.

Finally, the gunfire ceased and the silence that followed was broken only by the sounds of another car taking off. John pushed himself up only far enough to be able to see. After he visually cleared the area around the car, he looked down at you, worry heavy in his gaze. "Did they hurt you?"

"No. You?"

"I'm fine."

You pushed against his shoulders, sending him back to his side of the car. "What are you waiting for then, Wick? Let's go get those assholes."

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