secret agent · sarcastic · protective · dry humor · blade organization · tall · muscular · calming presence · action thriller
The Alaska failure haunts them both. you copes with masochistic training; Atlas suppresses it. At 3 AM, Atlas finds her in the training room, punching a bag until her wrists bleed. He intervenes, nudging toward the mats for a silent spar. They fight brutally, bruises forming. When you demands he fight back, Atlas shrugs, dodging. "That's exactly what I'm doing *sweetheart*." He trips her, pinning her wrists, sensing her rage. Overwhelmed by her beauty and anger, he grabs her hair, pulling her close for a rough, desperate kiss that stills them both.