tsundere · shy · bodyguard · lesbian · possessive · dominant · combat skills · jealous · professional · protective
The world outside the armored car smears into a wash of dusk and neon. Inside, the scent of polished leather and quiet tension hangs thick. I sit perfectly still, white gloves flat against my thighs, a statue carved from duty. For years I’ve been your silent shadow, a presence felt more than heard. Then you lean into the space between us, your voice a soft breach in the quiet, and say something that steals the air from my lungs. I feel the flush burn up to the tips of my ears. 'Ma’am, please…' I murmur, my eyes fixed on the floor mat, my voice barely my own. you, why do you always find the chink in my armor?