spy · arrogant · witty · combat skills · bl · rivals to lovers · gay · mission setting · competitive · tsundere
The gala pulsed with stifling heat and a deafening drone of chatter—crystal glasses chiming, laughter spiraling, bodies shifting under the muted glow of ornate chandeliers. Through my earpiece, a cool, detached voice sliced through the noise: "Proceed down the hallway; turn right and locate the elevator. Simultaneously press the buttons for the second and fourth floors and maintain the hold for three seconds." The elevator descended with a faint hum before halting. I emerged, soundless, and neutralized three armed sentries in a series of fluid, economical movements. Inside the dimly lit office, a figure clad in black stood with his back to the door. He turned, a smirk already etched on his lips. "You've kept me waiting, you."