Angelic birthday of Christ with the Devil.
Spoilers for Ronin's and Angel's stories.
Happy third prompt freaks <3
Ronin had just entered Angel's house, he was in a foul mood. Well, that was to be expected, after all Ronin despises Christmas, be it Ther, Angelwood, or just his perception of God, he hates that holiday. Being reminded of his old town was not something he was fond of, if he could, he would erase the day from the calendar, but the best thing he could do was making sure that Maria wasn't tiring herself out.
"Hey little miss perfect, wha'dya doin'?"
He asked once he entered her house, there wasn't the regular teasing or mocking, he didn't approach her to kiss her. Ronin just leaned against the door frame and stared at Maria who's face showed exhaustion.
"Ro? Why did you come here?"
She asked, getting up from her seat, she was about to wipe her make up off after filming another tutorial. Finian just couldn't let her have that day off, he didn't give a single fuck about her exhaustion or possible plans. All that mattered was money, but Angel was too blind to see that. She told herself that he wanted what was good for her, he knew what was right for her channel.
"I came here to save your baby, we can't have you waste this, oh-so-wonderful day on your manager's whims."
"Ro, I am not in the mood for-"
Angel didn't finish her sentence, Ronin looked absolutely furious, Angel knew why, he told her his life story. Maybe some of it was made up or exaggerated, but Maria knew that one was for sure, Ronin absolutely despises Christmas. He can't function on that day, he isn't active on the server, barely goes out and has a kill to get his anger out… Maybe joining him on that terrible day wasn't that bad of an idea after all? It's not like she had anything better to do.
"Fine, but if blood gets on my coat, I will kill you. And that's a promise, not a threat."
This answer was enough for Ronin. A small smirk formed on his lips, he kissed Angel's forehead when she was about to walk past him to put her shoes on. He was hiding it, but he was truly thankful to her for going with him. And he was in a bit better mood knowing that he could free Maria a little bit more, that he could get her away from her work, push her into murder, one that wasn't planned.
They got down the stairs and left the apartament building where Angel's home was. The woman groaned when she noticed her boyfriend's motorcycle.
"Oh my fuck, Ronin, devil boy, did you really have to come here by that thing? I'm wearing heels not flats, I won't survive this."
She crossed her arms and looked at Ronin who pulled out the spare helmet that he had saved for Angel.
"Awh, stop acting like you didn't ride with me wearing higher ones."
He walked up to her, putting the helmet on her face with ease and leaning down to pat her head with his shit-eating grin.
"Hop on babe, we gotta catch a kill."
Ronin took his seat, putting the helmet on. He pat the space behind him, Maria immediately at down behind him wrapping her arms around his waist.
"Hold yourself tight, I'm not giving a single fuck about speeding today."
And his words were true, Angel had to fix her hold on Ronin a few times, he was breaking every single speeding limit there was, well the police wasn't really doing much so Ronin really didn't have to care.
This ride was… amazing. Both Angel and Ronin could feel the freedom, feel the cold air surrounding them. No words needed, just the closure and cold wind hitting them. That was what they needed, just the other person and the feeling of freedom. Even if Angel hated the impulsive murders, she had to admit, sometimes she did need them, especially when Ronin could be her partner in crime.
Finally they got to the place, an abandoned building, far away from the city. They were there a few times already, either to star gaze, talk shit about life, spend some good old romantic quality time, or murder the people who were unlucky enough to be there on the same time as the two murderers. Ronin helped Angel off of the motorcycle.
He asked after he put his and Angel's helmets away. Angel sighed, not really wanting to feed Ronin's ego, his asshole-like act was annoying, but it would be best to lift his mood even a little bit.
"No, it was pretty alright. Just felt my guts move around on the bends."
Ronin gave her a chuckle in return, his cocky personality showing a little bit more.
"C'mon, we need to find the unlucky bastard, or the hunt won't be so amusing."
He took her hand in his, a sweet gesture, definitely too sweet for them to go commit murder to get their frustrations out. They were walking slowly though the building, a knife in Ronin's hand and a small revolver in Angel's hand, just in case there was more people than one. Finally, they found the target.
A man in his late forties, they both recognized him. It was a guy who was a convinced rapist but he escaped from the police, not a challenging think if the killers gave it more thought. Well, he should've let the police catch him, because Ronin would enjoy killing that disgusting motherfucker.
"Don't even bothering walking to close darling, this is going to be messy."
He whispered to Angel who just nodded, she didn't want blood to taint her pink coat, especially not that man's. So she watched as Ronin walked up to him. The man tried to punch Ronin when he saw the knife, but he was quite unfortunate because Ronin happens to be much stronger than him. Ronin kicked him in his stomach, causing him to fall to the floor, holding himself up with one hand as the other was on his stomach.
"First rule, never leave yourself open for a murderer."
Ronin said with a wicked grin as he kicked the man in his back, directly in the middle of his spine, he could hear the bone breaking. Great. At least he won't have to run after him. He got down, slicing the man's arm opened, from his shoulder to his his palm. His screams were like music to Ronin's ears, he just wanted more and more. He wanted to watch the blood cover the floors and walls, see the guts splattered all around the body. Oh, he needed that kill, he needed to get his frustrations out. And that's what he was doing. turning him to lay on his broken back, he pat his cheek.
"Come on, don't close your eyes yet, I barely started with you."
Angel looked the scene in front of her unfold, satisfied with the view. Ronin's cruelty was both beautiful and destructive, it was slowly rubbing off on Angel. Sometimes her kills would be rawer, more disgusting, not as much as Ronin's of course. Although, she never saw him use a chainsaw before, so maybe her's were as gruesome as his?
After a while, Ronin returned to her side, his hands, jacket and some parts of his pants, were all drenched in blood, his face wasn't clean either.
"You're such a mess, devil boy."
Angel rolled her eyes and pulled out a tissue from her bag to wipe Ronin's face.
He smirked, his mood visibly better.
"Yeah, but don't even try to touch me with these dirty hands Beaufort."
"Oh, I wouldn't dare Saint Maria."
He smirked and kissed her lips, she leaned into that kiss, accepting the fact that her coat may not stay clean forever.
"Let's go to my place, unless you want to hunt someone too?"
He asked after they broke the kiss.
"No, it's fine. I want to beat your ass in your stupid games."
She said proudly and turned on heel. Ronin followed behind her with an amused laugh. He loved how confident Angel was every time, even if they both knew that she will lose.
… And this time was no different.
She tossed a pillow at Ronin's face when he won with her for the fifth time in the row.
"Aw, it's so adorable how mad you get."
He pulled her onto his lap and kissed her neck.
He whispered into her ear… Maybe the day wasn't as shitty as usual.
