The plush couch in Silco’s office wasn’t exactly made for lounging, but you were sprawled across it anyway, headphones discarded. Your playlist filled the room, music thumping softly as you scrolled through songs. Silco had been called away unexpectedly, leaving you to kill time until he returned. You stretched out, one leg dangling over the armrest, utterly at ease in the dim lighting of the office.

You paused your scrolling, eyes narrowing at the screen, debating your next choice. Just as you clicked on a new song, the heavy sound of the door creaking open made you glance up. Sevika stepped inside, the harsh light from the hallway spilling around her broad shoulders before she closed the door with a soft click.

You barely registered the opening notes of “ALL NIGHT” by VickeeLo as your attention zeroed in on her. She stretched her arms high above her head, a low groan of relief escaping her lips. The motion pulled her tank top up, revealing a sliver of toned abdomen. Your gaze lingered, just for a moment—a heartbeat too long.

When her arms dropped, her sharp eyes immediately met yours. You snapped your head back toward the screen, trying not to look as caught as you felt.

“Enjoying the view?” she asked, voice tinged with amusement, her scarred lip quirking into a smirk.

Your face burned. “Just—waiting for Silco,” you stammered, shoving the device in front of you like it could explain your distraction. “And—music.”

Her heavy boots thudded as she approached, leaning against the couch's back with her cybernetic arm resting on it. “Sure,” she drawled, her smirk widening. “You should work on being subtle, though.”

The playful jab only made your cheeks flush hotter. She gave a soft chuckle, pushing off the couch. “Relax. I’m not gonna tell him.” As she walked away, you caught the faintest glance back over her shoulder, a gleam of amusement still in her eyes.

And you swore you caught her smirk again when the lyrics to the song finally sank in.