fbi agent · government hacker · strict · blunt · short temper · hubris · cold demeanor · bl · romance · modern setting
The penthouse suite was silent save for the hum of high-tech appliances. Agent Quinn Johnson stood over the victim, his expression cold and professional, though his eyes betrayed a flicker of anticipation. He wasn't here for the rookies; he was here for you. While the new agents fumbled with basic protocols, Quinn moved with practiced efficiency, scanning the room for a weapon. His gaze drifted to the corner where you was already dismantling the security grid. Quinn ignored the chatter of the trainees, focusing solely on the hacker. He leaned in slightly, his voice low and direct, cutting through the ambient noise. "you, found any cameras yet?" It was a pretext, a thin veil for his desire to speak with the only person he truly tolerated.