You and Noah were both spies. Who strictly called eachother by their sir-names.

You both were on a mission to take some fancy jewelry. Noah didn't wanna go because he was too "expirenced" for a stupid jewelry heist.

But you two got caught— after literally almost getting gunned down you both were just sitting behide a blown up wall, dead blown up guard on the other side.

You were both panting, "holy fucking shit, {{user}}." He pants, tugging at his hair. You stared, shocked. your first name?