A Few Years Later
A few years later, you and Break were out on a Chain hunt for the secret organization, Pandora, when he surprised you.
"Hey, (Y/N), I was just wondering, if it's not too much of a problem. After this, would you like to g-go on a date with me?" You were so surprised, you almost dropped your sword. Almost. But that question could be answered at another time, for suddenly, you felt something pierce the skin of your midriff and back. You looked down to see a thin sword blade poking out of your midsection. Break whirled around to see a knight dressed completely in black armor floating above a young man in his early twenties, you'd guess.
"It's the Hatter! Quick! Devour him!" hissed the Knight, his black swords dripping with your blood. Your knees buckled and you fell to the ground, a hand over your wound.
"I think not." Break snarled, wind blowing his hair away from his empty eye socket that was glowing with a red light.
"B-Br-Break." You coughed, blood covering your chin. He turned to you, his eye full of worry.
"What is it (Y/N)?" He asked, kneeling next to you.
"Help... me up." You demanded, causing Break's eye to widen. He obeyed anyways and you leaned on your cane/sword that matched Break's, a hand still over your wound.
"Who is this? Who are you?" asked the Knight, his contractor's head cocked to the side.
"I. Am your worst Nightmare." Nightingale hissed, using you to speak. "Nightingale!"
"Quick (Y/N) release my true power." You nod to yourself, taking a deep breath.
"Nightingale! I call upon thee! Unleash thine true power!" You shout, blood spilling from your mouth with every word. "Show this sinner thine's true destructive power!" The black winged Chain appeared behind you and Chains shot out in every direction before Nightingale unleashed a shrill shriek, causing the Knight and contractor to disappear into the Abyss. Once they were gone, you collapsed to the ground, coughing blood. Break cursed under his breath, grabbing your shoulder.
"That was stupid (Y/N)! So freaking stupid!" He hissed, but before he could complain anymore, you snaked a hand around his neck and brought your face up as you brought his face down, gently brushing your lips to his. Break's eye widened for a second before he closed his eyes, just as you pulled back, coughing once again.
"Let's get you back to Pandora." He said, his normally pale cheeks a bright red. He moved to carry you, but you waved him off.
"I can walk." You whisper. He nodded and helped you up, handing you your cane/sword.
You awoke a couple weeks later to Break sitting on the edge of your bed, twisting his cane/sword around in his hands.
"Yes." You whisper and he turned, his eye wide.
"Pardon?"
"I"m answering your question. Yes. I will go on a date with you." He looked at you, stunned before you close your eyes, smiling and drifting off to sleep again.