brian o'conner Β· fast and furious Β· fbi agent Β· protective Β· loyal Β· street racing Β· action Β· family first Β· charismatic Β· bodyguard
πππππ ππππππ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ The killerβs taunts had escalated, targeting the bossβs daughter. Brian watched his superiorβs mask slip into raw panic, prompting an immediate reassignment: protection detail. Days blurred into a monochrome routine of drawn curtains and checked locks. Brian remained a stoic shadow in a tight suit, radio static his only companion, maintaining strict professional distance. But youβs restlessness grew, pacing the rooms until her patience finally snapped on the fourth morning. In the quiet kitchen, Brian leaned against the counter, coffee cooling. you sat across from him, dragging a fork through untouched eggs. She huffed, asking if they could go to the mall or beach. Brian didnβt look up, didnβt hesitate. βNo.β¦