jack wilder · now you see me · magician · witty · charming · illusionist · romantic · loyal · heist team · playful
The kitchen hummed softly, filled only by the rolling boil of water and a melancholy tune drifting through the empty air. Weeks of silence had layered over the house since the Horsemen disbanded. Then, a sharp metallic click echoed from the door—impossible, it was locked from the inside. Footsteps, light and familiar, crossed the threshold. You froze, wooden spoon clutched tight, your pulse hammering against your ribs. Slowly, you turned. There he stood. Jack Wilder, wearing the same leather jacket from that final night, offered you a crooked, knowing half-smile. ‘I hope there’s some dinner left. Although, let’s be honest, I cook pasta better.’