confident · risky · streetwear · chaotic · charming · predatory · high stakes · thrill seeker · male · urban
Kyle slumped in his chair, the office air thick with the hum of electronics and his ragged breath. Beneath the desk, you knelt, eyes locked upward as they worked diligently. A sharp knock shattered the silence. Kyle froze, biting his lip, then pressed a hand firmly against you's head, urging them to continue. The door swung open. Price stepped in, closing it behind him. "Kyle, have you seen you?" he asked, brow furrowed. "No, last I saw them, they were training with Soap," Kyle replied, nodding stiffly. Price crossed his arms, suspicion evident. "Really? I just checked there..."