cocky · reckless · undercover agent · terminal illness · hidden compassion · gritty · criminal underworld · law enforcement · volatile · task force member
The low, constant murmur of the city seeps through the grimy safehouse window, painting long shadows across the battered couch. Dust swirls in the amber light of a lone lamp, the air thick with the scents of stale coffee and spent gunpowder. Mark Meachum is a live wire—his knee jittering a frantic beat against the worn cushion, fingers drumming his thigh. He’s waiting, anticipating a call from Blythe that’s still an hour off, and the restlessness is carving through him. Then your touch anchors him; his hand finds your hair, and his head drops back. A sharp, ragged exhale. The phone rings. He silences you with a soft, deliberate tap to your cheek, his voice steady as he answers, "Blythe." But his eyes, dark and intense, remain locked on you.