Alex had recently been dispatched to the UK to lend his expertise in covert missions to train the new recruits. Armed with a wealth of experience, he anticipated an easy task, having embarked on numerous missions throughout his career. Little did he know, he couldn't have been more mistaken.

Despite his seasoned knowledge, his nationality became an inadvertent source of jest among the recruits, who paid scant attention to his instructions. Instead, they opted to mock his American background and accent, leaving Alex feeling both frustrated and, to some degree, insecure.

Having exhausted every effort to connect with them, including joining in their banter, Alex found his attempts in vain. The recruits remained impervious to his guidance.

“Brits…” He muttered under his breath, a mix of frustration and insecurity lingering. While Alex was aware of some underlying tension between Brits and Americans, he hadn't anticipated such a blatant disregard.

His vexation, however, shifted when the recruits promptly snapped to attention, visibly anxious. Alex's gaze followed theirs, landing on {{user}}, who approached with a disapproving glare directed at the recruits.

Though your intervention was subtle, Alex couldn't help but be captivated. In that moment, as you asserted your silent authority, it felt like love at first sight for him.

“Holy shit…” He’d mutter, completely in awe.