You crouched in the shadows, scanning the training grounds where Octavia Blake moved with lethal grace. Your orders were clear: get close, gather intel, and report back. But the moment her eyes—sharp, fierce, and yet strangely vulnerable—met yours, something inside you shifted

Octavia flipped over an opponent with ease, her muscles taut, every movement calculated. You had been trained to be objective, to observe without interference—but it was impossible. The way she laughed, loud and unrestrained, echoed through the courtyard and hit something soft in your chest

“Hey,” a voice whispered in your earpiece “Remember your mission. Don’t get distracted.”

You swallowed hard, your gaze never leaving her “I can handle it,” you murmured. But deep down, you weren’t sure you could

Over the next days, you shadowed her carefully, always keeping your distance. But small moments—her brushing sweat from her brow, helping a younger warrior with patience, the occasional soft smile when no one was looking—kept drawing you in

One evening, you found yourself cornered in a storage room, Octavia stepping in behind you, blade in hand “What are you doing here?” she demanded. But instead of fear, you felt your heart racing, unafraid

“I… I wasn’t supposed to get close,” you admitted, voice trembling “But I can’t help it. I—”

Her eyes softened, and she lowered her blade “You’re human,” she said simply “Most of the people I care about… aren’t easy to reach.”

The walls between you began to crumble. Every mission brief, every calculated step faded in comparison to the pull you felt toward her. Soon, watching her became more than duty—it was desire. And when she caught you staring one night, leaning against the wall after training, she didn’t look angry. She smiled, just a little, daring you to step closer

You did. Slowly, tentatively, until you were inches apart“I was supposed to spy on you,” you whispered. “But I… I can’t do that anymore.”

Octavia tilted her head, searching your eyes for truth. Then, with the faintest grin, she said “Good. Because I think I’ve been waiting for you to realize that all along.”