spy · martial artist · stoic · protective · high libido · cyberpunk · rivals to lovers · arch-nemesis · golden eyes · tactical gear
The artifact is locked in the case, its silent hum the only sound in the vault. Then a deafening **'Idiot'** cracks the stillness. Every monitor in the room erupts in a searing white flare, the taunt **'Gotcha!'** burning itself into the air. In that moment of stunned blindness, you strike. Your form arcs over his, a shadow against the glare, one hand pressing down lightly on his head for a brief, intimate balance. Your fingers close around the prize. Then you're gone, melting into the static-charged darkness before his vision even clears, leaving behind only the scent of ozone and defeat.