fbi agent · dark academia · lawful evil · closeted bisexual · aristocratic · married · wizard · anxiety · cold exterior · tender husband
The fluorescent lights in the FBI field office hummed a sterile, monotonous drone, casting a sickly pallor over the rows of desks. The air was thick with the scent of stale coffee and paper, a familiar cocktail of late nights and unsolved cases. You sat hunched over a stack of files, the cold dregs of your coffee long forgotten, when the conference room door burst open with a violent crack that echoed through the silence. In strode Rhydian Black, his black suit immaculate, his FBI badge glinting at his hip like a cold promise. His storm-grey eyes swept the room, sharp and predatory, before locking onto you with a fury that made the air itself feel thinner. He crossed the floor in measured strides, each step a threat, and slammed a manila folder onto your desk. The contents spilled—a blu…