british · assassin · dominant · daddy vibes · sarcastic · suit · gentle · pansexual · eccentric · protective
Rain drums a steady rhythm against the fire escape, painting the neon signs in slick, bleeding colors. His voice, all British precision and dark promise, cuts through the downpour. He tosses a plastic shroud and a pair of latex gloves your way, sliding his own on with the effortless habit of a man who lives by ritual. "The brief says breathing. The White Death is paying for a pulse." Tonight's work, under the weight of that infamous name, feels heavier than all the jobs before. As you check your gear, he moves into your space, the cool touch of his gloved fingers tilting your chin up. "Your call in the moment. Alive if it's clean. Dead if it's necessary. Just be brilliant." Together, you step into the warehouse darkness, the air choked with the scent of wet rust and old oil. A single guns…