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sorry for being m i a as of late but a lot had happened this week for those who are in ROOKIES my muse just became a trainee and that life is hard. ALSO i’ll be sure to try to get on gyu three times a week! (try being the operative word)

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Moments Sunggyu makes me lose control of my senses

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“the mission shouldn’t be compromised if you don’t shove your hand up my skirt.” he muttered out, gaze set towards the window to his right as sunggyu then decided in that very moment that this night just got considerably worse. he’d grin and bare most of the touching and physical contact but ... the thought of someone touching him anywhere near an intimate area made his skin crawl. perhaps it was due to the fact that his mother always seemed so “okay” with it. 

she was a hooker so he supposed it was within her job description.

the car ride was horribly uncomfortable; the sound of their breathing and the car’s engine were the only sounds heard. by the time they did arrive towards the restaurant, sunggyu found himself closing his eyes and counting back from ten. he told himself to pretend, to just place himself in the shoe’s of a women who’s going out with her darling lover for a night of romance. he had to keep himself aware, but also keep in the disguise of the evening. 

opening his eyes, he let himself relax, the cool night air hit him as he noticed himcan opening the passenger side door, and so began his facade. a soft smile appeared on his lips as he reached and hooked his arm with himchan’s, making sure to stick close and even tilt his head a little toward’s the other male. he let his gaze turn soft and his posture more enclosed. 

in a away, himchan was right. it wasn’t a matter of if sunggyu was comfortable or not - but rather that this mission turn out a success. sunggyu turned his head slightly, pressing his lips to himchan’s ear and whispering in a low tone - “just don’t touch my ass.”

he had some limitations still, however. 

𝓾𝓷𝓭𝒆𝓻𝓬𝓸𝓿𝒆𝓻 ;

Himchan wondered why he just couldn’t have a mission that would go smoothly - or at least a partner who wouldn’t be a bother and just go along with whatever he was planning to do. He listened to Sunggyu list off the things he could or not do and the hope to have a fun mission disappeared as annoyance crept up his spine, making him look away from his partner and curl his fingers slightly tighter around the steering wheel. 

Inhaling softly, he allowed himself to relax as he told himself that it wasn’t the kind of mission where his partner and he should be not getting along – as much as getting along they could do anyway, considering that they had an important job to do and creating affinities was far on their to-do list. It wasn’t even a part of it anyway. 

“Listen,” He finally said after a moment of silence and kept his eyes on the sight in front of him before he looked over at the other male, the lines of his face hardening and showing an extra-professionalism. “As a raven agent, I think I know what we should do better than you. Whatever your personal feelings are on physical proximity shouldn’t come in the way of the mission because, trust me, the closer we are, the more credible we’re going to be. So, I’m sorry if you dislike it but for the sake of our mission, I’ll have to be close and touch you. And if it doesn’t please you, you can go back home. At least I’ll be sure to succeed.” 

And with that said, he started the car and drove to the restaurant they were supposed to act as lovers, once again not having a single care in the world for how uncomfortable his partner might be. They had a goal and Himchan would let nothing get in the way. 

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myungsoo admired the older weapons specialist and made a point of making sure the other knew that. Once again, he left a cake with cream and strawberries on his hyung's desk before going back to his work.

sweets were not his favorite thing in the world, if anything they left a weird aftertaste against his tongue and he usually stayed clear of them... however, as of late he’s been receiving small cakes and sweets upon his desk. he’s positive of who is leaving them and has a fairly good idea as to why they are being left - so he keeps them. occasionally he eats them, other times he hands them out to other agents. either way, he’s understanding and a bit grateful for the gifts; though he doesn’t say it aloud. 

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Hyukjae lightly taps the back of the younger agent's head as he walks down the hall, not offering a moment to stop and give him eye contact. "You look constipated with that expression of yours. Either take a shit in a vacant bathroom or relax a little. Don't think too hard."

it’s not often people try to come near him, let alone comment on anything involving sunggyu, and the reason was rather simple really; he emits a rather dark aura. he’s a bit of a grump to be honest, and on his best day’s his expression is as stoic as ever. so when he feel’s a tap to his head, and hears the words of a fellow agent come out of the air - he stills and frowns. 

without much thought, sunggyu reaches out his arm and takes hold of the other’s wrist, halting the man’s steps. 

“excuse me?” he spoke lowly, “may i ask why you did that?” his tone didn’t really make his question seem like such, more like a demand if anything. 

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i owe no replies and i’m pretty hyped so pls bother me ; v ; 

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i’m going to eventually be making a plot page; but until then please harass me with any plots you have that sunggyu could potentially fill and we’ll work from there -

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his distaste for the later schedule didn’t show; but it was there. he’d rather have been to the mansion an hour or so ago - yet due to the obnoxious men they were dealing with, their time for the mission had been pushed forward. it made sunggyu want to finish this quickly, even more so than before. he pulled at the wrist of his black leather gloves; for missions like these he liked to dress a bit more comfortably than the suits he wore at base. black tight jeans, a black turtle neck and chucks - simple yet comfortable and easy to move in. his gun strapped to his right thigh, along with his knife on the left. he was prepared to gather the intel needed and get the fuck out. 

as mina slid her way inside, sunggyu followed soon after and tried not to roll her eyes at the mumbled words the women spoke; though he had to agree with them on some level. working with mina meant some sort of commentary during missions but it wasn’t annoying or bothersome so it was alright by him. just so long as it didn’t cause any problems with their mission.

his feet touched the carpet; yet not a sound echoed out. he glanced towards mina and licked his lips. “ten minutes tops.” he muttered lowly, “i say we follow this hall down and turn left - the blueprints we were given told us that’s where his study is. the likely hood of that being where the information is kept is large; if that’s not the case, the bedroom is our next bet. he’s currently down in the dining room enjoying a game of poker with a few of his other - “friends” so we have to make this quick. i believe you understand my words.”

sunggyu wasted no time in tossing mina one of his face masks - before putting one on himself; if there were surveillance about, he’d rather not have his face captured. sunggyu himself was too much of a private person to allow himself to be known by the outside world. one of the perks of never being a documented birth was being able to “not exist”. 

“lets go.”

Don’t Blink | Mina & Sunggyu

Mina really enjoys working with clan ops.  They aren’t interested in making ridiculous small talk or trying to pass time during dead space on missions.  Quick and efficient, she could usually make it back home in time to watch her shows and maybe have a late night snack.  This mission wasn’t going to be any different.  Although she’d probably have to save the shows for later given their start time is late, not by her own choice of course.  Operating on conglomerate businessmen time is not her favorite thing in the entire world.

The objective is simple. Infiltrate the mansion of a of the higher tier members of the Kkangpae, gather intel to help put a stop to a series of tradeoffs that would be happening over the course of the next several weeks.  Their mission of course was to get in and out as quickly as possible and with minimal collateral damage, but they had been given authority to kill on sight if need be. Mina wasn’t going to pass up that opportunity for sure.  Especially since she is aware that if a trade wasn’t going on tonight as well, she probably would have been assigned the mission alone.

She glances over at her partner for the mission, Sunggyu, and hums slightly.  They had worked together once or twice and it was always interesting.  He was professional, perhaps too much so like herself and she could appreciate the boundaries he set.  It was good situation for the most part.  In a moment, she disarms the alarm and another half second of fiddling and the window closest to them opens with a click.  “Rich bitches and their automatic locks,” Mina mumbles under her breath.  Then stands and slides the window open quickly. Moments later, she’s climbing through and landing on the soft carpet of the empty room, moving over to the side to allow Sunggyu to come in as well.

Really, if they timed it right, they could go straight to the office and get the intel before anyone else even knew they were there.  If you blinked you’d probably miss it.  Just the way Mina liked it.

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a sort of relief washed through him as he saw his partner for this mission arrive; yet it was quickly dried up as the other used a rather inappropriate pick up line as the passenger side window rolled down. his gazed remained steady, yet his lips turned down slightly at the other’s obvious mirth at sunggyu’s ... situation. 

“hilarious.” he breathed, reaching down to open the door and quickly slip inside. he crossed one leg over the other as the door slammed shut and leaned back against the plush leather seating. he let himself breathe a moment, before tilting his head towards himchan. 

“i’m sure you’re aware of the mission for this evening. you and i are to be lovers in a far stage in our relationship; just two love struck fools going out for a nice dinner.” he began, reaching into his ‘purse’ to grab his compact, which also happened to hold a few...fun gadgets. checking his make up, he noticed how much he looked like his late mother, he looked like a common whore. 

fantastic.

“skin ship is obviously needed but i have some personal boundaries i’d like to set before hand, to keep this professional. nothing past the length of this dress, or touching my waist. you may lean close but no so close that i smell your breath. unless the situation calls for it, i’d appreciate a rather set distance between us. nothing personal, i’m just not one for touching.”

as the compact slammed shut he slipped it back into his purse and turned his full attention to his partner. 

“so, we’re understood?”

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After he had adjusted the black jacket of his three-pieces suit, Himchan drove to the address he had been given and briefly let himself remember that one day where he had to wear woman’s clothes for a mission. To say that he hated it would be a lie– he had even found himself rather gorgeous with a long black haired wig and red lipstick on his bow-shaped lips but there had been no other agent to witness this once-in-a-lifetime transformation. 

He felt a bit disappointed that he wasn’t the one to wear the disguise but understood quickly that his voice wasn’t rather appropriate for a woman’s. Oh well, he’d certainly be the one to have fun at watching Sunggyu struggle with his probably unexpected cover – as long as he didn’t screw the mission up. 

The hotel came in sight and with it the sight of a rather grumpy lady and Himchan found it hard to suppress his laughter – he did it anyway. There was a time for everything and he wasn’t sure that making fun of his partner as soon as they saw each other was the right thing to do; simply because they were supposed to focus on their mission. The lives of some innocent people could still be in danger and it was their work to make sure that it didn’t happen. 

He stopped the car in front of Sunggyu and rolled down the window of the passenger’s side, unable this time to suppress the smirk off of his face. “Why hello there. Need a ride somewhere, love?” Smooth. 

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𝓾𝓷𝓭𝒆𝓻𝓬𝓸𝓿𝒆𝓻 ;

the entire thing was going to be incredibly awkward. when he got the case file, it seemed like a pretty normal undercover type of job, but as he read further he realized the requirement’s and his own special part in this entire act - and it was purely because the person he was working with had far to deep of a voice to pull off ... 

dressing as a women.

utterly humiliating. 

it wasn’t like sunggyu  hadn’t gone undercover before, it was a simple sort of task really, it was just he never wore a brown wig with false eyelashes glued onto his lids and a dress. he’d rather not mention the heels, they hurt like hell and he was going to end up killing someone by the end of the night at this rate. 

the dress was black, and a little too tight around his thighs - the false set of breasts were too heavy and the wig hair kept getting in his mouth or stuck to the red lipstick against his  lips. at least he got to wear a fur jacket to hide his broad shoulders and also keep him from freezing - he didn’t understand how it was that women managed to wear so little and not get sick in the cool nights of seoul. 

as he waited for kim himchan to arrive and take him to the car they’d be using, he checked his phone and sighed; the night had barely begun yet sunggyu already wished for it’s end.

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