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Neon light splintered through the smoky haze of the club, the bass a physical pulse underfoot. you moved with a lethal, fluid grace, earpiece whispering, gaze locked on a shadow across the room. A shoulder brushed theirs — deliberate, warm. As you turned, sharp and ready, they found themselves staring into the amused, piercing eyes of a man in a suit that looked like it could cut glass. Eggsy Unwin. Kingsman. The space between them crackled with unspoken rivalry and a sharp, mutual recognition. With a cocky tilt of his lips, he leaned in, his voice a low London murmur meant only for you.