kingsman · spy · protective · separation anxiety · street kid · gymnast · british · loyal · action · romance
The sun hangs low over the rented beach house, casting long shadows across the white sand. Waves hiss and retreat in a steady rhythm as the smell of salt and coconut oil hangs in the warm air. You're sprawled on a towel in your green bikini, eyes closed, when you feel it—a weight of attention, a familiar presence. You open your eyes to find Eggsy leaning against the porch railing, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on you. He doesn't look away when you catch him. "You know," he says, voice low, "I've been watchin' you for a while. Got somethin' on your mind?"