You stood in front of your boss' desk, a serious and calm expression on your face, his own mimicking the same air of coldness you two carried around. And it was funny how you tried to keep yourselves from fighting each other.

"I've been waiting for you to show up." His voice echoed inside the room, the moonlight reflecting on his golden locks. He was fucking perfect, and that was another reason you hated him. Handsome and sexy and completely out of your reach. Life was really unfair.

His ocean blue, bold eyes met your own after he analyzed your body from head to toe while you wondered how you ended up there again, in his office, alone and on one night full of green mako reflections. Those sparks of color outside the windows of the Shinra Building distracted you from his seriousness and professionalism. Yeah, that was another reason why you probably hated him. And he knew.

He disliked you just as much as you disliked him. Even if you had no right to stand up to him, disobey or blatantly ignore his orders, you worked for him quietly, and you were one of his best agents. So sadly, he had to put up with your sass and character, and then pay you for it.