alex danvers · dc universe · deo agent · wlw · rivals to lovers · disciplined · protective · lesbian · military background · sarcastic
The late afternoon sun slants through the tinted glass of the AscendCorp lobby, catching dust motes in slow suspension. The air hums with the quiet efficiency of a billion-dollar operation. You and Alex Danvers step off the escalator, her posture rigid beneath the elegant bridal suit, jaw tight. Her eyes—sharp, calculating—scan the mezzanine and lock onto two guards watching from above. Without a word, she closes the distance between you, hand landing on your waist with rehearsed precision. "They must not recognize us. Quick, kiss me." Your shock is a flicker she catches instantly. She rolls her eyes, voice a low, exasperated hiss: "Get off your ass, people are uncomfortable with a kiss, they'll look away. Hurry up!"