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𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄. she understands this better than some, it can be a place of peace, a sanctuary where everything else melts away, the only things that matter becoming yourself and the food. to be invited into solo’s kitchen, to her, is a sign of welcoming, and she offers a smile as she looks around.
‘ so, what are we making? ‘
@ccwboy / closed starter.
‘ caring just seems like a lot of work. ’ / @ccwboy
𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 in response to his words. she wonders how one man can carry so much, she can see it in his face, in his own eyes. there’s that hint behind the humour, and part of her wonders if that humour is just a shield, a wall built too high for most to climb. perhaps that is part of the life he leads, with so few knowing who you truly are, it must be lonely.
‘ sometimes, i think we find people worth the work. worth diving off the edge for, even if what’s waiting below is only concrete. ‘
❛ look me in the eye and tell me you don’t find me attractive. ❜ i h8 himmmm
songs i love / @ccwboywhere does the good go?
you’re underestimating her. she’s an exceptionally good liar. she’s been lying for as long as she can think. and if she could tease him with a lie, it was even more enticing. tiny grin finds it’s place on her features because she just can’t fight it. green eyes look up at him, stare directly into his. ❛ i don’t think you’re attractive. ❜ a line delivered perfectly. despite the fact that she could the warmth of his body because they’re standing so close made her heart beat a little faster. despite the fact that this might bite her in the ass and she’ll end up having to ask for some fun later on. but daisy wasn’t one to back down from a challenge. a shrug rolls off her shoulders, her smirk grows a bit more. ❛ maybe a six, at best. with good lighting and some luck. ❜
@ccwboy asked: ❛ Are you watching closely ? ❜ hE'S TOTALLY SHOWING OFF WHILE STEALING !!!!!!
fingers brushed against the sleeve of his suit in her attempt to stop him, but she found herself grasping thin air. ❛i’m not sure if this is a good-❜ was the low whisper as she tried to get him to not do it, despite her own insane curiosity at seeing it occur. she wasn’t sure what to make of this agent, but if agent kuryakin trusted him to some degree she felt comfortable enough to do the same.
no matter how starkly different the two were.
perhaps it was just her own nerves, an agent though she may be for the KGB she was never in the field- desk work was where she resigned to working- something she rather liked. handling a gun was the last thing she wanted to ever do again. but somehow the agency needed her to be out there. out of russia, the only place she knew and out assisting with information intelligence. it just so happened that this case involved the charming CIA agent solo. who pulled off the theft right before her eyes and yet still she couldn’t quite figure out at which point the item had been lifted unknowing to everyone else in the room.
❛ you shouldn’t have seen this. ❜ it’s been a while since charlie felt embarrassed. the feeling vanishing the day he realized there is nobody left to disappoint. his fellow agents, even merlin - he barely cares what they think. sure, he still feels a certain sense of pride which usually leads him to aim to succeed, but all things considered, it doesn’t matter to him if they think him weak. he’s already proven to them what kind of man he is, giving up kingsman without missing a beat when it was HIM or THEM - and yet, for some reason, he can barely stand the thought of the american agent thinking him anything but capable and well put together. he doesn’t want to feel exposed like this, doesn’t want him to see the tremor in his hand and the slight panic in his eyes when he tries to focus, tries to suppress it ... and the reason for that is not, as it should be, that he doesn’t want to show weakness in the face of a fellow foreign agent, doesn’t want to safe face for the sake of his agency. no, he simply doesn’t want napoleon to think lesser of him. it’s why he flexes his fingers, takes a deep breath and then looks up, jaw set, eyes sharp, no sign of any emotional turmoil except for his shaky right hand. ❛ anyway, it will be over soon. ❜ it’s what men like them do. shrugging it off, playing it casual, pretending to be fine - part of the business, just like he said. and yet when he finds the other man looking back at him, he almost blushes with embarrassment. sometimes he just forgets how much more experienced his new partner is, both in life and in the field. he must think charlie is merely a boy compared to what he is used to - an amateur. and that thought alone almost makes the tremor a bit worse. ❛ i’d appreciate it if we could focus on the task at hand now, solo . ❜ part of the business.
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It was beginning to become very clear that Gaby might have had one too many. The room had started to sway slightly and her words became more and more slurred. Whatever she was previously discussing with Napoleon was forgotten when she gently slumped against his side. Oh, she was certainly going to feel this one tomorrow.
❝ You are terrible at poker, ❞ She mumbled against his shoulder as bitingly as she could in a vain attempt to hide her drunkenness.
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“I would have thought by now that you know better than to underestimate me, Mr. Solo.”
❝ You know what they say: you can never really know a person until you’ve walked a mile in their skinsuit. ❞
“You know, it sounded a lot less serial killer-y when Atticus Finch said it. But kudos on making such a wonderful quote sound entirely creepy.”
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