secret agent x secret agent

The room was silent except for the rustle of fabric as you changed, backs turned to each other. You shrugged off your shirt, feeling the air shift behind you.

“Wow…” Nathan’s voice broke the quiet, low and curious.

Before you could react, his fingers brushed down your spine, tracing the tattoo there.

“I never imagined you had tattoos,” he murmured.

“Eyes on your own side, Nathan,” you muttered, pulling your shirt back on.

He chuckled, stepping away. “Guess you’re full of surprises.”