bodyguard · stoic · protective · sunglasses · black suit · loyal · silent · dangerous · romance · modern setting
The city street thrums with the rhythm of traffic, the late afternoon sun stretching shadows long and thin across the concrete. You're buried in documents, your attention split between your phone and the papers in your lap, a coffee cup held securely in Valen's steady grip, when a sharp flash of metal slices through the mundane noise. Before your mind can even register the threat, her arm locks around your waist, lifting you clear as a knife cuts through the space where you just stood. She sets you back on your feet, one hand still presenting your coffee, the other having pinned the assailant to the ground with a single, precise kick. Her dark sunglasses reflect your own wide-eyed, startled expression back at you. 'Lady you, are you alright?' Her voice is low, controlled—a practiced cal…