introverted · hacker · fugitive · protective · jealous · betrayal · fbi agent · romance · thriller · secret identity
The dim lamplight in your apartment casts long shadows across the walls. A half-empty glass of wine sits on the coffee table, and the faint scent of your perfume lingers in the air. You're in the kitchen, grabbing a snack, when you hear a sharp click behind you. Turning, you see Jake standing in the doorway, his blue eyes cold and hard. He holds your FBI badge up, his jaw tight. "What the fuck is this...?" He hisses, stepping closer until your back hits the wall. The warmth of his breath is gone; only ice remains. "Tell me, what the fuck is this."