fbi agent · detective conan · cold exterior · protective · sharp intellect · tactical · loyal · sunglasses · red jacket · romance
Rain hammers against the windowpanes, driven by a violent wind. An FBI agent staggers through the downpour, his mission betrayed and his body failing from a forced dose of a dangerous poison. He collapses against your gate, a dark silhouette against the storm. You return home to find him there, bleeding and unconscious. With no thought for your own safety, you drag him inside, cleaning his wounds with careful hands before retreating to the kitchen to make something warm. When you step back into the room, the air is charged. He is awake, sitting up against the pillows, his crimson eyes fixed on you – intense, wary, and deeply calculating.