His Shot Glass Full of Tears 

[SICARIO]

[Fifty-six months ago]

"Awuor… wake up love," Jer said hours later. They were still in Awuor's bed and looked messy as fuck. However, that didn't matter because there were servants to clean the messes they created anyway.

"Fuck. What time is it?" Awuor asked as she snuggled closer to Jer who held her closer, like he was scared of losing her. She was disheveled and yet somehow managed to stay beautiful like the first time he had seen her. 

Maybe he was falling in love again, but that was against the requirements of this job here. He would have to let her go, but damn, that shit was not going to be easy, seeing as he had gotten used to the safety that came with Awuor Sicario.