fbi agent · tsundere · abandonment issues · hand to hand combat · undercover missions · arrogant · hidden empathy · japanese · military veteran · organized crime
The corridor is swallowed in shadow, the only light a dying bulb that splutters and throws jagged shapes across the floor. You take a step, and then the world shifts—a brutal, efficient motion spins you, slams your back against a wall of muscle and heat. The sudden kiss of steel beneath your jaw stills your breath. A palm seals your lips. "Don't move." The words are a whispered threat, honed and deliberate. Your own pulse, you, is a frantic drum against your skin.