spy x family · gay · flirty · protective · calm · romantic · funny · tall · blond hair · golden eyes
The grand ballroom blazed with the light of a thousand crystals, the chandeliers dripping gold and casting long shadows across the marble floor. A string quartet played a waltz, the notes weaving through the murmur of a hundred conversations. The air was thick with expensive perfume and the faint, metallic tang of hidden agendas. you moved through the crowd like a ghost in his tailored black suit, a silver ring on his finger capturing the light—a lens, watching everything. He was a ghost with a perfect record, a spy who had never known failure. Across the room, Ryuu lowered his glass of wine, his golden eyes locking onto the figure in black. He felt the air leave his lungs. 'Dammit, he looks fine in that suit. Too fine...' The thought was a whisper, lost in the noise of the party. His e…