#okay but PLEASE i need people to see this thsi took so long and so many skills i dont have

[kindaasrikal]

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Toxic jaya is so good look how cute they are Jay is definitely not about to stab her.

I’m not entirely sure about the filters on top, so here’s a version without it under the cut as i try to figure out how the filters should be despite me somewhat liking it maybe possible idk whahwh:

If you see anything weird or stupidly drawn, no you don’t.

Jaya with Nya being so deeply in love yet so heartbroken over the one person she gave her entire self up to and showed her true self and colours too no longer loving her as she is tipped in a constant cycle of never having what she truly wants in her grasp, and Jay feeling the most complicated emotions towards a women so deeply in love with him to the point where when his desires for evil becomes stronger then his hope for good ever was, he knows he must use every tool, weakness, and strength in his arsenal. And Nya’s undying love for him is exactly what he needs to break one of the ninja’s most strongest and reliable members.

[chemicalpink]

How to be a Heartbreaker ♡ Jeon Jungkook

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre: smut, fluff, a bit of crack

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings: protected sex, emotionally unavailable Jungkook, bisexual JK (implied)

A/N: HELLO whoa I thought this would be longer but as always I procrastinated until the end, anyhow, I hope you like this, please let me know what you think! I’ll keep on working on the drabbles on my inbox, I hope you are doing okay and if you need anything as far as internet would let me help, I’m here for you! Please use a mask if you go out! Stay healthy!

Summary: Girls they like a little danger and I’ll get them falling for a stranger, a player singing ‘I love you’. At least… I think I do.

Rule No.1: You gotta have fun but when you’re done, you gotta be the first to run.

You catch some movement out of the corner of your eye just as you are about to enter your room after some minutes spent doing your late dorm routine as head of the student council, having to verify that the place is intact for the night; you turn around to see none other than Jeon Jungkook, verified bad boy of campus closing a door– that is most definitely not his– as silently as possible, dishevelled hair and barely buttoned-up shirt, jacket in hand, his doe eyes expand in surprise as you catch him with a mocking smirk on your face and hand on your hip, as if asking for an explanation.

“Uh-we were studying”

“Of course you were” you laugh as he fumbles with his buttons while he approaches you, close enough to let you catch a whiff of his cologne mixed with whoever it was his laid of the night “You know you can’t be here this late, Jungkook” 

He stares right back at you and glances down to your lips, caught in between your teeth from the obvious tension the scenario conveys, innocent  shocked face long gone and replaced with a look that you very much have the pleasure of knowing as he whispers against your mouth, “Let me make it up to you then”

His large hand caressed the inner part of your thigh and starts rising upwards just in time his lips swallow your surprised moan; fingers teasing your clothed clit, a chuckle reverberating in Jungkook’s chest as you groaned unamused, separating your mouth to breathe “Stop teasing, you asshole”

Your room door closed just as quick as it opened, Jungkook’s form pushing you against the wall as he continued to kiss you, lusted eyes and fast anxious fingers working each other’s clothes, although there wasn’t much on Jungkook to begin with “I’m gonna be in so much trouble if someone sees you walking out of my room”

“I’ll jump out the window then”

“Or you know, you could stay the night” you suggest, although deep down you know Jungkook just doesn’t do pillow talk, never have, never will, he had told you one day as he put his clothes back on before rushing out the door.

“I’ll jump out of the window” just as you are about to come back at him with how much stupider that sounds, his mouth encloses your nipple, tongue working it the way only he knows how to, shutting you up surely, at least until he inserts two digits inside you, pumping them roughly, touching all the right places, your right leg coming up to round his waist, both of your breaths hitched as you have to grip his shoulders to ground yourself to the force that he is fucking you with his fingers; Jungkook grabs your other leg to hoist you up against his warm skin, hands under your ass, yours still gripping him tightly, fear of letting him escape you one more time, though you know he will do after he is done with you.

You can feel the tip of his cock brushing against your folds from the position you are both in, his face lighting up in something you could pinpoint as fondness, if you didn’t know better than who Jungkook was, before he throws you on top of the bed, peppering your face and neck with kisses that only help to fuel the heat in the pit of your stomach– a very much Jungkook signature move, from what you can tell and have been able to witness firsthandedly so far.

Jungkook was very much the type of person to get down to business, all the while not being really vocal in bed–or out of bed, for that matter. He just really liked to keep to himself and make you enjoy the moment. At least that’s what you’ve heard from all the other girls that he had left hoping for a good morning text the day after, or seconds, for that matter. Jeon Jungkook also didn’t do seconds, unless it was you. But nobody has to know about that.

He pretends he couldn’t just flip you over himself as a teasing smile takes over his features from seeing you on top of him, placing a wet kiss under his jaw as you trailed kisses down his toned chest and abs before reaching for his already hard cock; taking it in your hand you gave it a few pumps before licking the tip teasingly while looking up at him, a gasp escaping past his lips, closed lids and subconsciously grinding up as you took all of his length in your mouth, tongue licking the veiny side and kitten licking the tip before letting him prod the back of your throat, his hand tangling in your hair to keep you there for a few seconds, relishing in the pleasure that he wasn’t quite aware he could be given “Wait, stop. I need to fuck you” 

You smile innocently at him before straddling him, him sitting up to kiss you senseless once again, tasting himself on your tongue only serving as a way to fuel him further, something inside him snapping at the sight of you all flushed and needy, skilled fingers confirming just how wet you had become just from blowing him.

Jungkook places a firm grip on your thigh and finally sinks into you once before retracting and teasing your folds with your own juices that lubricate his dick, taking his time to have you wriggling underneath him, begging him to go faster, harder. Which he gladly delivers. 

He fucks you as no other had before, not even himself. Hard, relentlessly, with a look of pure admiration on his eyes as he watches you squirm and moan in pleasure, which he would never admit to, but at the time it makes his heart fill with pride and even makes him want to spend the night over. But he knows he shouldn’t, so he hoists your leg up to his hip as he pistons even faster, deeper, harder on the new angle in an attempt to make him forget just how much you captivate him; the loudest moan he has ever gotten from you leaving your lips as he feels the need to keep hearing those, but his stamina is wearing off and he can feel his high approaching at the same time as your walls clench around him, legs shaking as he spills inside you–something that is reserved for you only, ever since this weird thing you two had going on began; which he knows is weird feeling his heart pump faster at the thought but it does anyway.

“Are you sleeping over?” you ask tiredly after he had cleaned both of you up and had tucked you into bed, barely keeping yourself awake, you already knew the answer but still gave it a shot.

“You know I don’t do that, Y/N. I’m not that type of guy” his shirt is dangling unbuttoned just the way you had encountered him earlier, this time, however, even more crumpled up, your eyelids close as he bends down to place a sweet kiss on your temple, still conscious enough to hear the door click on his way out.

Rule No.2: Don’t get attached to somebody you could lose

It wasn’t like Jungkook and you didn’t get along outside of your usual rendezvous; just that you tended not to gravitate to each other that much, you were pretty much all over the place being president of the student council and he was, well, all over the place but for less academic reasons. 

You being the goody two shoes that you were came convenient to him, you two would cross paths while he was hanging with his friends at the basketball court, and you would already be there doing some planning ahead for the next campus event, and yeah, so what if he wasn’t meant to talk to you after the first time you two had fucked, he kept repeating himself that the reason he was so into keeping himself on your good side was because you could get him out of trouble if the time came where he needed your assistance.

At first, when a few days had gone by and you weren’t bumping into each other, he didn’t think much of it, but by Friday during a massive student reunion, he could feel his heart thumping against his chest when instead of you stepping up to the podium, was the student council vice president, and your friend, Namjoon– whom which he will admit, he kinda had a crush on but that’s another story.

“You’re looking for someone, dude?” Hoseok appeared to his right, bright smile as usual, but thsi time with a teasing undertone he had been hoping to get away from

“Nah”

“Really? Cause I heard that Y/N-” Jugkook’s head has never snapped back so fast before at the mention of your name, his inner self mentally slapping him for being so obvious about it, except, no, he did not had a crush on you. You two just slept around. That's it. “Yahh, I thought you were meant to be a heartbreaker, JK”

“I am”

“Doesn’t look like it” the elder took a seat next to him “So, wanna hear about Y/N then? or I mean- if she’s just one more notch in your belt I guess you wouldn’t mind much”

“Yahh hyung, if you want to spill it, do” he had hoped his retort sounded more nonchalant to Heseok than in did to his own ears, either way he was sure he would never live it down.

“Well I don’t know where she is per se, but maybe you can as Namjoonie? I just know she was sick” his head began racing with thoughts. You two had become close over the months, there’s no use in denying it, but just exactly how weird would it be for him, a casual laid, to show up at your door? Plus, he wasn’t meant to do that, he was Jungkook, the campus bad boy that did ‘em and left ‘em, how damaged would his image be if people started talking? or your image? student council president sleeping around with a player? He couldn’t do that to you. Wait. Why is he even worried about you? Jungkook doesn’t care about other people, that brings too many problems. He doesn’t even know your out of campus adress, but he guesses he could ask Namjoon, then again, he kinda may or may not have a crush on the guy and somehow Jungkook makes all their interactions awkward as fuck, but it is not his fault! The guy just has these incredible thighs that he would like to be choked with, thank you very much.

“You’re zoning out again Jungkookie” he blinked a few times before looking back at Hoseok, bright, teasing smile still on his lips

“I’m fucked” he whispers before getting up from his current spot and dashes to the side of the auditorium where Namjoon is seated after giving an amazing speech– he’s sure of it, even though he didn’t hear a word.

Rule No.3: Wear your heart on your cheek 

“Jungkook?” you said as you opened the door of your apartment, confused as to why and exactly how would Jungkook know your address, it was no secret that as part of the student council you were given a dorm, which you used on an almost daily basis but sometimes you just had to clear your mind and stay out– Jungkook and you had only been together on said dorm room. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh- I’m- ah, I brought- um, food?” he brought his hand up for you to see the take out bag, his cheeks flushed accompanied his stammering statement, truly the cutest thing you had ever seen on him, cause sure, Jeon Jungkook on campus was hot as sin, but he didn’t do feelings, so seeing him all timid and offering you food, instead of his dick, was enough to give you whiplash.

“I don’t understand” you turned to him as you both worked on setting the table, the time filled with silence ever since he had come into your house “What’s all of this for?”

He turned your way and his heart started thumping against his chest wildly once again, his inner self actively screaming at him that this wasn’t his way of doing things, he was about to break one of the rules he had set up for himself, just how he did every time he saw you, perhaps he just couldn’t control the way he felt about you, Hoseok had been right all along, he either grew a pair and tried out the romance bullshit or he stopped seeing you all together, he went to your home on a mission, he just didn’t know which one yet.

“Namjoon hyung gave me your address, he mentioned you hadn’t been feeling well” 

You hummed in thought and Jungkook could feel his fight or flight instincts kick in, telling him to run as fast and far away from you as possible, there is no way he is doing this shit. He physically can’t just blurt out a ‘hey I think I like you, Y/N’ he might as well die.

The silence that took over the room tumbled on the verge of being awkward, were it not for the two of you eating what Jungkook brought over “Jungkook, what is this for you?” he turned to look at you, mouth still full with noodles as he did so, before choking on his food at the smallest of words leaving your mouth “us, I mean”

He cleared his throat thrice “Us?”

“Yeah”

“I don’t do feelings, Y/N” ther ewas currently a massive ‘abort mission’ sign on his mind, sure, you looked cute as fuck in sweats and loose shirt – which he kept imagining to be his own– but there was just no possible way that he is doing this. He is definitely not ready to leave his usual lifestyle, how could he have thought that he could stop sleeping around and just stay with you. How could he have thought to do that to you, dating him was probably the last thing you wanted, you were the complete opposite of him. Fuck. He’s zoning out again. Focus Jungkook. Focus. “Listen, Y/N, I’m- we’ve known each other for quite some time, right?”

“If, making out and fucking can count as quality time, yeah” you giggled at the way his cheeks started to flush bright red, new favourite activity: make Jungkook the bad boy blush.

“This is really hard for me, like, really” he paused and closed his eyes, taking a sharp breath in “And I don’t even know what I’m thinking of, but I have come to the realisation that I like you a-and I don’t even know if you feel the same, man, I fucked up real big, we haven’t really talked, hell, we don’t even know each other and yeah, I’m stupid but I can’t help it anym-”

“Koo, you’re ranting”

His face flushed even further, if possible

“Sorry”

“You do that often?” you asked, looking for his sparkling doe eyes that were already looking back at you 

“Yeah, my friends say so”

“That’s cute”

Rule No.4: Kiss goodbye at the door and leave them wanting more.

“So we’ll hang out tomorrow?” you asked, body resting against your door frame as Jugkook stood tall in front of you, your hand coming up to fix his hair back in place, a smile tugging at both of your lips

“Yeah” he said before leaning in and capturing your lips on a teasing kiss, his teeth gently tugging at your lower lip, at which you pulled him into you to deepen the kiss, just the way you already know drives him crazy, his hands wrapping themselves on your waist, smiling against your lips before separating the two of you went he felt you getting a little too much eager “Yahh Y/N, let me take you out for dinner first”

“And you’re the one to talk” 

He pecked your lips one last time before turning away and seeing him disappear down the stairs, a whole zoo on your stomach, heart racing inside his chest. That was easier than he initially thought it would be. He’ll keep you falling for a stranger, saying ‘I love you’, at least, he thinks he does. 

[zuffer-weird-girl]

so I'm kinda having baby fever,, could we maybe have a wholesome baby Kaito scenario? if the requests are still open, thanks I love ur writing btw

I missed writing my baby uwu♡♡

He was merely reading his book when it happened.

Chisaki Kai wasn't a man to get emotional with... something easily. Hell, it was difficult to see him even with actual human emotions at all.

But they say that marriage and having a kid does change someone.

"Kai? Can you help me out a bit?" You asked while entering the room, huge smile on your face as you caried your baby in your arms. The kiddo himself was playing with your cheeks until he saw his dad and giggled at him.

"What's the issue this time?" He sighed while closing the book. "I hope that brat didn't do anything to make his mother even more tired than she is already." He got up and went towards teh pair of you, pinching his son's cheek the moment he poked his tongue out.

"He didn't!" You cooed while rubbing your cheek along with Kaito's affectionately while the kid let out the most beautiful laugh "He is such a little angel!" You juzzled your nose along with his while Kai deadpanned.

"Sure. A fallen one. But still you got one thing right." He smirked at the look you gave to him before you scoffed a smile.

"You know-" you said while making your way to the middle of the living room "I do prefer that you call Kaito deviant or fallen angel than brat."

"I will call my son whatever it works with him. If him acts like a brat, then he gets called brat." He arched a eyebrow in disaproval at seing that you took a seat on the floor "Get up from there. Is dirty."

"But we cleaned yesterday."

"Tqelve hours is enough to make one environment just as dirty as the garbage." He scoffed "Get up."

"No." You poked your tongue out, making his eye twitch on the slightest.

So it was from you that his son got this habbit. Why was he even surprise on the first place?

"Stop being a brat yourself (Y/n) Chisaki and get up."

"Can you please sit down with us for just a moment? We are on the carpet Kai!"

He glared daggers at you while you made those cursed puppy eyes... your son opting to just play with the hem of your shirt while sitting on your lap.

"Pick a cushion then? Pretty please?" You asked hopefully with shinning eyes and pure smile while your husband growled, grabbing one cushion and dropping on the ground for him to sit on.

"I despise you in so many levels sometimes." He grunted while you made a victory sound along with the baby in your arms.

He was spoiling his wife and son way much than he should... he had two brats then, goddamit.

He arched a eyebrow when you got away form his side to sit a bit far away across him.

"Mind explaining me why this? You got me away from my lecture, so at least has to be a very good reason for it, dearest." He crossed his arms in impacience while you giggled.

"I know, I know. It won't take long I promise! Kaito just wanted to show you something, both of us actually." Your baby cooed and you kissed his forehead affectionately.

"A infant that knows what he wants? That's irrational." He arched his eyebrow while you rolled your eyes with a smile.

"You forgot that he is YOUR son, right? Not only does he knows exactly what he wants, but he also learns quite fast." You positioned your baby to stand on his tiny chubby feet as you holded hsi waist a bit firmly "Go to daddy baby" you whispered gently before kissing his cheek.

Kai widened his eyes at hearing your words and when you let go of Kaito. The baby boy stood a bit trembly on his legs with a concentrate face, reminding too much of his own father.

"(Y/N) he might fall-!"

"Is okay, he is only two or three steps away Kai and I'm holding him..." you picked Kaito hands and just hold them carefully "Go baby! Show daddy your new trick!"

Kaito made a rather anxious yet excited sound as he shakily took one step towards his father, the baby almost hyperventilating looking at his own feet moving while Kai stood there with wide eyes at the scene in front of him.

You still stood close to Kairo, hands holding his sides in case if he fell. The baby took his second step amd giggled in excitement while looking up at his mother whose was encouraging him even more.

His chest tightened at seing the baby coming slowly to him, he couldn't even move due to his astonishment... how human life could be so despicable yet so... majestic.

He and his wife made another life, a boy that each day that passed was growing in front of his eyes, and different from him, this lucky little man was having a decent family from the start.

Quirks weren't needed on this sick society if only two pair of people could raise a child... if he could become a decent father, then anyone could actually... only needed a bit of couragment or a angel on their lifes... just like he had his own.

He got his air back when the baby almost tripped, the confidence from before quickly vanishing as he whimpered a bit and looked up at you, bottom lip trembling a bit.

"Baby is alright, mommy and daddy is here in case you fall.." you said sweetly before Chisaki snapped his fingers in front of him, catching both yours and Kaito's attention.

"Come on brat." He extended his hand towards Kaito "you made halfway, you can do the rest. Come on."

You almost teared up at hearing and seing Kai acting like that, and due to thsi new surprise, Kaito found the strenght and confidence to try to take another step towards his father, you letting go completly of his body now.

"He is walking." He said in amusement, his golden eyes shinning at such a sign "Walking angel..." he looked a bit at you to see that huge smile plastered on your beautiful face, his own smirk growing.

Kaito giggled before deciding to do something that shocked both of you... Aparently, some toddler was just too impatient to just walk, and decided to just move his feet faster, almost run even towards his father.

Kai widened his eyes at that and quickly extended both of his arms and luckily caught his son just in the moment he was about to fall... He let out a breath he didn't even knew he was holding while his son emmited a huge laughter on his chest.

"You did it! Yay Kaito!" You clapped your hands while the baby imitated your actions.

Your happiness was gone though, replaced with concern at seing that only one lonely tear escaped your husband's eye.

"Kai? Love, you're okay?" He looked at you in question before he noticed tagt he let one tear fall as he smirked, pushing the hair of his son the most gentle way he could back as the boy looked up at him.

"Da!" The baby made two grabby hands at Kai which he only scoffed a smirk and gave Kaito his gloved index and middle finger to hold on to.

"... thank you." You tilted your head in confusion before he gave one of the softest and most charming looks he had ever did, making you fall in love with him even more than you were already "Thank you my angel. For such a divine present like you and our son on my dark life..."

You blushed before smilling at him, scooting closer to push his mask down to crash your lips against his as his other gloved hand went to push you even more against him.

You two ignored for a bit Kaito's whines and pushes to make you two separate before you broke away as Kai messed Kaito's hair and flipped his forehead for good measure.

"He is such a brat."

"A brat that you love apparently then?" You smiled at him while Chisaki rolled his eyes in false annoyance as he picked Kaito up and made him stand up again on his feet.

"He needs more training... so-" he pointed at you when you took your seat on the floor back as Kaito made grabby hands and giggled at you "This time is your mother's turn."

Kaito shriek in laughter whille Chisaki only scoffed a smirk.

"Come on now, or else you won't be able to walk properly. Go to your mother this time my deviant."

[sourvibez]

hi guys i started writing thsi new book and i was wondering if you guys would check it out and let me know your thoughts!!!

Fallon

“Harder,” she said as we continued to fight.

“I'm not going to hit you harder, you're my friend,” I exhaled.

“Well, you know who isn't your friend, the people threatening to get rid of people like you,” she said as she flipped me over on my ass.

She's younger than me, but she's a badass, and it fucking hurt.

“Fucking hell, soph,” I exclaimed as I struggled to sit up.

She reached out a hand for me to grab and pulled me onto my feet.

“I'm sorry, are you okay?” she questioned.

“ Okay good, you ready for some breakfast,” she asked

“ yeah as long as you don’t try and kill me on the way there,” I said

***

This is what my day consists of training with Sophia, then eating breakfast, and learning about my next mission. I suppose you might call me a CIA agent, but most people will call me an assassin. I dislike that word because it makes me feel dirty. Following my parents' deaths, I was sent to an all-girls academy to train as an undercover agent. That's where I met Sophia; everyone harassed her because she was the smallest member of the group. After being trained by m-13, the CIA recruited me to be a part of a newly formed division; I've been doing that for the past 8 years and have traveled around the world removing threats that come up.

As of right now, I'm living in Washington, D.C. undercover, working on a project that links certain lawmakers to human trafficking and other related issues. I was doing a risky job, and every time I went anywhere, I had a target on my back. This job isn't for people who get sick easily; I've seen some fucked stuff, most of which I'll never forget. Sophia and I went to a restaurant not far from the CIA headquarters; I rarely go to the same place twice, but this was my favorite, and it didn't hurt that they had great iced coffee.

“ you know it’s not a good idea to go to the same place twice,” she said as we sat down at a table

“ you say this every time we come here and not to mention you were the one who wanted to get breakfast,” I said reminding her

“I said that I don’t remember,” she said pretending to forget

There are rules that I was taught, while I was training

Rule number one - never go to the same place twice

Rule number two- always know your surroundings

Rule number three- never get attached

Rule number four- trust no one

And rule number five- never leave a trace

If you follow these rules, you’ll be okay but if not you’ll end up in a very bad situation.

“ you okay,” Sophia asked as I looked around

“ Yeah, I’m fine something just feels off,” I said

I saw three black cars pull up on the other side of the street and four men get out of two of the cars. Something is about to happen this isn’t good.

“ Fal you seeing this too,” Sophia said looking outside

“ yeah we have to go this isn’t safe,” I said

“ but if we leave we’re going draw more attention to ourselves if we leave,” she said making a valid point

“ shit your right, we need to stay put until something else happens,” I said looking down

My phone buzzed on the text, i got a text from an unknown number.

“I have eyes on you, one wrong move and you both die ”

I gasped lightly at what I just read. I looked out the window and saw a man with all black and a gun on his hip and flash it to me. I took in a deep breath and tried to figure out what the hell I was going to do.

“ Sophia we gotta get out of here,” I said whispering

“ those men are here to kill us aren’t they,” she asked

“ yeah I’m afraid so, we gotta go,” I said

I came up with a plan to get us out and away from these people, as I was getting up my phone buzzed again and it was from the CIA HQ. They better know who the fuck these people are or I’m going to be pissed. I’ve had multiple people try and kill me but this felt so different and not in a good way.

“ We need you back now”

“ Sophia let’s go follow me,” I said getting and heading towards the bathroom.

We walked into the bathroom and scanned it to find a way out of here. Normally I would have found a different way out but I’m being hunted so we have to make do with what we have. I found a trap door that leaded god knows where I guess we’ll find out once we get there, won’t we?

“ fal are you sure about this,” she asked me as I grabbed my gun as lifted a rug that had a door underneath

“ soph they threatened to kill you lets go,” I said climbing down the stairs.

I cocked my gun as I look down the dark hallway, as we walked down the hallway lights started to turn on. I recognized where we were at as I saw a CIA symbol as we continued to walk down the hallway. We were underneath the CIA headquarters, the restaurant was part of serval different tunnels that all led back to the CIA.

“ Fallon who were they,” she asked as we kept walking

“I don’t know but I’m going to figure it out,” I said placing my gun back in the holster.

We walked until we got to a door that led to the main building, and through the hallway, until we reached an elevator, we got in and headed to the floor where the director was. I was frustrated because I needed an answer right away; I've been undercover for three years and I believe someone is trying to blow my cover.

“ reed what is going on,” I said walking into his office

“ Sophia can you please step out of the room for a moment,” he said standing up

“ what’s going, why can’t she stay,” I asked

“ it’s confidential,” he said vaguely

Sophia walked out of his office and now it was just him and i

“ why’d she have to leave,” I asked sitting down

“ it’s about your parents,” he said

My heart dropped to my feet, I was nervous, to say the least about what he was going to say. My parents are a very sore subject for me and that’s a book that I’d like to keep closed.

“ what about them,” I said keeping a straight face

“ Some things have resurfaced regarding their death,” he said

“ stop being vague, tell me what the hell happened,” I said

“ It wasn’t a car accident,” he said as a flash and a horrendous noise tore through the window, revealing the barrel of Glock 19, and a moment later I had realized that someone had shot reed.

“ reed” I yelled trying to get to him. I didn’t want to get shot so I ducked down by the desk and pulled out my gun and started to return fire. My heart was pounding in my chest as I returned fire.

I tried to get a good look at who shot but I couldn’t, recognize them at all. Soph bust into the room and started shooting at them

“Drop it now,” she said as she tightened her grip on her gun.

“Soph, get down,” I said, ducking behind the desk again.

“Who the hell is that?” she inquired.

“I have no idea,” I said I stood up and began firing at him.

“Who are you working for?” I inquired.

“I work for the CIA,” he said, so why is he shooting at us?

“What the hell are you firing at us for?” I asked, lowering my gun and approaching him.

“I was sent here by the bsg,” he explained as he lowered his gun.

“What the hell is that?” I asked, perplexed, to say the least.

“You'll find out soon enough,” he said, leaping out the window.

“ reed are you okay,” I asked walking over to him and crouching down

“ Take this,” he said placing a flash drive in my hand

“ what is it,” I asked looking down at it

“ all the answer that you need,” he said

***

I was confused as to why someone affiliated with the CIA would be after me. I don't really "work" for the CIA. I'm an independent agent working undercover as a CIA agent; I'm still on the same mission; I'm just doing some dirty work. I have no idea what the hell was on this flash drive. Reed said had answers on it. I'm not sure what answers it held, and I'm not sure I wanted to find out. Reed needed to relax, and I needed to find the person who had shot Reed; this wasn't over, and I wasn't going to stop until I got the answers I needed. My phone rang, and it was my real director informing me to go to the prosthetic lab to get fitted for a new face.

I headed down to the lab and met with Megan who was the main person who did prosthetics. It was honestly so cool, what they did down here was amazing. There were tons of different “ faces” that I could choose from.

“Alright, what do you need?” she asked as I sat in the chair.

“I'm not sure yet,” I replied.

“Would you like to look at the book?” she inquired.

“Yes,” I said.

I looked through the book for various hairstyles and colors that could be done. I was flipping through the ombre colors and came across black with purple at the ends, which I thought would be fitting for the new person I was about to become. , I'm not changing much. This, in my mind, was the best part of the job: being able to become somebody you're not or someone you've always wanted to be.

“Alright, Meg, I'm going with the black with the purple end,” I said as I handed her the book back.

“Would you like it as a wig or your natural hair?” she asked.

This could take a long time, and do I really want to be putting on and taking off a wig every time I come home? I should probably wear my natural hair so it will grow out and I will eventually be able to get rid of the purple in it.

“Let's go natural hair, this might be a long haul,” I said.

****

Audrey did an incredible job with my hair and freckles; I felt like a completely different person, and I really liked the new changes. I have yet to think of a new name for this new person. I'm not sure what I want to call her, but I'm thinking something easy rather than complicated.

“Are you ready to go looking?” she asked.

“Yep,” I said as I stood up and walked over to the clothing section.

They have every kind of clothing you can think of. They have cottage core if that's what you're looking for. basically, anything you can think of. I wasn't sure what style I wanted, but I was leaning toward street chic. Street chic is honestly what I've always wanted to dress like, and there are so many different combinations that I could try.

“Did you figure it out yet?” she questioned.

“Yep,” I replied.

“Let's hear it”

“Street chic,” I said.

“ooo fun, I love street chic,” she quipped.

Meg took my measurements, wrote them all down on paper, and gave me temporary clothes to wear before I go shopping for new ones. I'm not sure how long this will take, but I'll need clothes for however long it takes. I exited the lab with my new clothes and new identity and headed to the garage; I needed a car and found a white Audi, which I climbed into and drove to a restaurant to meet Audrey.

As I walked into the restaurant and saw Audrey sitting at a table, I went over and sat. She slid a file over to me and urged me to open it. When I did, I saw a photo of my parents and another of a man with green eyes and semi-long hair. He seemed to be familiar, but I couldn't place him. He had something to do with my parents and the CIA, based on what I gathered.

“Who is this?” I asked.

“Harry styles, he has over 300 mission kills,” she said.

“What do I need to do?” I questioned.

“I need you to get as close to him as you possibly can and gather as much information as you can,” she explained

“No limits?” I asked.

“There are no limits,” she said.

“Where is he going?” I checked.

“He's coming from London and will be living in Washington, DC,” she said.

“All right,” I said.

“You'll know more soon, by the way, what's your name?” she queried.

“Devyn,” I said while I got up.

“Good luck, Devyn, and I expect to see you soon,” she said.

***

I sat in my car, waiting for Audrey to give me more information about Harry. Meanwhile, I needed to find some new clothes, so I put on some sunglasses and walked into the boutique. The boutique was tiny but cute, and it was exactly my style. A white middle-aged man walked into the store and gave me a small smile, I was looking at different shirts. If I'm being truthful, white middle-aged men scare me. He was wearing black slacks and a dark blue plaid button-down with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He fit the stereotype of the worn-out businessman, and he was almost certainly cheating on his wife with a younger woman. As I started to shop, I could feel his gaze on me.

I took a step back and look at the shoes. I need something versatile; heels aren't ideal. I was imagining something more akin to shoes, something comfortable to run in. I still forget what kind of work I have, which I shouldn't because there are people trying to kill me all the time. But when you're undercover, you just get used to being this random person who isn't you sometimes I regret getting into this line of work and not being a regular person.

I could feel him staring at me while I was looking at the shoes, and being the person I am, I chose to stare back. I crossed my arms over my chest, cocked my head to the side, and raised an eyebrow at him. As I looked at him, he smirked slightly. I find it strange that he thinks I'm "flirting" with him, which is clearly not the case. He was still staring at me, so I raised my skirt slightly to show him my gun, which was attached to my thigh holster, and smiled at him.

His eyes widen and he turned around hope he goes home and cries. Men are so bizarre; I wish they could learn how to check out women without staring at them and following them around. The whole "maybe shouldn't have been wearing revealing clothing" is absolute bullshit; women should be able to wear whatever they want without being harassed by men. I know it's not all men, but it's an alarming number of them. The fact that men's egos are so weak makes me laugh. I don't hate guys, but I also don't love them.

I bought some more clothes and headed to my new apartment that I would be staying at. I was nervous, to say the least, but I was doing what needed to be done. I pulled up to my apartment and saw harry walking inside with a small bag in his hand. I parked my car in the parking garage and headed to the elevator. I got in and let out a sigh as I looked my phone for the floor and room number. I walked towards my apartment and soph started calling me. Shit, i didn’t tell her that I was going undercover, she’s probably so pissed at me. Well, we’ll just play it by ear.

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