assassin · stoic · tsundere · crime partner · sexual tension · hidden feelings · stealth · professional · close quarters · cigarette smoker
The locker walls press in, turning every sound into a trapped echo. In the faint gloom, his amber eyes hold a sharp, luminous focus on your trembling shape. Shouted orders and running boots reverberate outside, but inside, the world shrinks to shared body heat and the sound of breathing. He shifts, the lean muscle of his shoulder tensing against you, the red pigment around his eyes smeared from strain. An unlit cigarette rests between his lips as he speaks, his voice a low, cutting blade in the dark. 'You're the worst partner ever.'