Special Agent - Special Love || Daniel Howell
A/N: this is a little bit unusual but I think it’s really intresting so intresting even that I’m considering to write more parts but only if you want that! this was again requested, big thank you for that!
MASTERLIST // PART TWO // PART THREE // PART FOUR
“Agent Wolf, we need you to work together with Special Agent XY” The grand boss and organiser of our team explained to my dark haired colleague, speaking with a deep and powerful voice.
“Why can’t I do it on my own?” Dan protested, visibly repelled by the idea of working with me.
“This task requires two people, if you can’t do that we will find an agent who will.” Our boss said sternly as he looked at him.
Howell and I had worked together before briefly in the past, but that was years ago when I had just started to work for the MI6.
Lets us just say that we didn’t get on very brilliantly and therefore also didn’t form the greatest team. We had one big mission during that time. We had to storm a building along with 10 other agents. Since I was a newbie Dan’s main job was to look after me, but I ended up saving his life by shooting a guy that stormed towards him from behind. Agent Wolf, the greatest man the MI6 could offer, was saved by a young woman, who was just a trainee. We barely spoke ever since, exchanged a few cold glances whenever we saw each other and had a few disputes during some briefings.
This was the first time that we had been teamed up after that incident. I had quickly gained a lot of approval and skill and without planning to I was suddenly the first person ever to become Special Agent in only three years.
“Your mission requires special outfits.” Our boss explained, making the two of us wonder what kind of extraordinary job we possibly could have been assigned to do.
When our equipment specialist walked into the room both of our mouth did indeed hang open in surprise. They were carrying elegant evening attire, a fancy but classic black suit and bow tie for Howell and a tight but long red dress for me.
“We smuggled you into the biggest event of the year, it’s a gala in the Royal Hall of London. Every influential person is going to be there, including our target Steven Hawkman. He is suspected to be a great threat to not only our whole country but also to other countries all over Europe.”
Dan and I sucked in every piece of information we were told, forgetting about the fancy clothing thing.
“You are going to go there as Mr and Mrs Goldsworthy, a young, married couple who has just made their first billion with their IT firm and who is also in direct line to the British throne.” Our boss kept explaining all the details we had to know in order to be authentic.
I shot Dan an awkward glance as soon as we were told that we are supposed to portray a couple. Howell faked an expression of disgust at the mention of it. I just shook my head in annoyance.
“During the Gala, there will be countless of times when Hawkman is not going to be in his special lounge. I want you to sneak in there and get us his phone.”
We both nodded to signal that we had understood, our faces full of determination.
“Now agents, you need to get dressed, our special team will also do your hair and makeup.”
“You’re gonna need a lot of makeup for her.” Dan joked mockingly, making me roll my eyes and hold back a remark on how childish he sounded.
“Can you do something about his terrible hair, it looks like a bird’s nest rather than a haircut?” I asked our styling team to tease him and judging by his facial expression it worked.
The tips of his ears had gotten red in anger but he didn’t have enough time for a mean comeback since we were both pulled in separate rooms in order to get ready for our mission.
When I walked out of my “dressing room” Dan was already waiting for me. I could see his eyes widen as soon he saw me.
“Like what you see?” I asked him, with a light smirk on my face. The red dress fit almost like a second skin and hugged all of my curves perfectly.
“N-no” he answered and swallowed hard. Howell tried to look at me derogatorily, but his red cheeks were prominent and everybody could see it.
He stared at the ground to avoid making eye contact or getting too distracted by my looks.
I had to admit he was pretty handsome as well. I would be lying if I tried to tell you that Dan isn’t attractive, I could never tell him that of course.
‘His hair is just so hot. Oh god, I want to run my fingers through it’ ‘Wait Y/N- what the hell are you thinking about!’ I wanted to slap myself for having thoughts like this.
“Agent Wolf, Special Agent XY, are you ready?”
We both had to gather ourselves again before we shared a quick glance and nodded.
“And remember, you are supposed the be a couple so act like one!” Our boss reminded us harshly, making my heart skip a beat and my palms sweaty.
We were driven to the gala in a fancy black limousine, throughout the whole ride we didn’t even speak once. Instead we avoided each other’s eyes but stole secret glances at the other from time to time.
‘You need to concentrate on the mission’ I scolded myself as I caught myself staring at how broad Dan’s shoulders looked in his black suit.
Once the vehicle came to a halt I reached for the door, but Dan’s stern look made me stop in the middle of my tracks. He got out of the limousine himself and walked over to my side of the car to open the door for me. As he held out his hand for me to take I could hear him curse under his breath.
“Married to you. What a sick nightmare.” He mumbled but slung an arm around my back at the same time.
I could feel the warmth of his body incredibly close to mine as we walked into the building together.
“Mr and Mrs Goldsworthy” I told the security guard while Dan showed him our invitations to the event.
The man, who could have been hulks little brother, smiled at us before he let us in. Once we were inside I was overwhelmed by everything that was happening.
There was a huge dance floor, an orchestra and a band, a buffet that was approximately a kilometre long and waiters carrying champagne and prosecco.
A gigantic chandelier gave the whole hall a silvery sheen. There were hundreds of people sitting on round tables, standing or dancing. Each and every one of the guests showed off breath taking evening attire. It was a colourful whirl of ballgowns and black tuxedos.
I took Dan’s arm as we took a look around.
“Champagne for you?” A waiter asked us politely.
I smiled and nodded so Dan handed me a glass.
“Thank you, Darling.” I said earning a smile that almost looked painful from my co-worker.
We chatted a little bit while drinking the alcoholic beverage to not seem suspicious.
“All of this old geezers are staring at you.” Dan hissed almost angrily.
I turned my head to see that at least three very old but also very rich men kept gawking at my ass, making me almost groan in annoyance.
Dan seemed to be visibly disturbed by it as well and wrapped his arm tighter around me to protect me from their eager eyes.
“When did Agent Wolf become a gentleman?” I asked him and sounded almost like I was flirting, which I hadn’t intended. It just happened.
“Uh-“ He stuttered at first as his face grew a light shade of pink, but then he seemed to realise that we were supposed to hate each other. “I didn’t. It’s just part of the mission.” He grunted, making me roll my eyes.
As the first dance of the evening was announced we realized that this could be the perfect time to start our plan.
“Ready” I answered and we quickly but not suspiciously fast made our way up the stairs the box of Hawkman. Only very special guests were given theatre boxes at galas like this, luckily for us he barely used his.
We sneaked into the small room that was more like a balcony and immediately spotted his phone on the tiny table.
Suddenly we heard footsteps coming closer. My heart started to beat immensely fast but my thoughts were still clear.
Once we realized that the person was indeed heading towards us we knew there was no escaping.
In the blink of an eye I went over all of the options we had left in my head and came to the conclusion that there was only one.
“Kiss me!” I whisper-yelled at Dan.
He stared at me as if I had completely lost my mind, while his eyes were almost falling out of their sockets.
“Wh-hat?” he stuttered in utter disbelief and his expression spoke of pure confusion.
“I said k- oh screw this.” I cussed as I threw my body onto his and connected our lips.
I couldn’t help but feel my heart jump in excitement and satisfaction as if it was shouting ‘Finally!’.
His lips were soft and pressed up against mine awkwardly at first, but as soon as he had recovered from his initial shock he started moving them against mine skilfully.
Somehow my hands found their way to his hair.
“Hands on my bum” I whispered in between kisses and although he still looked surprised he did what I told him.
One of his big hands traced down my back slowly until he reached my butt and squeezed it lightly. The other hands kept wandering over my cleavage, making me the surprised one.
We kept making out and at one point, I tell you, we had completely forgotten about the fact that we were agents of the MI6 and in the middle of an important mission.
When the door opened and revealed an armed security guard we almost didn’t hear him at first.
We immediately jumped apart from each other and acted shocked and embarrassed.
“Oh my god, we are so sorry.” I apologized and acted like I was hiding behind my ‘husband’ in shame.
Dan told the security guy our names and showed him our invites. Mr and Mrs Goldsworthy seemed to be two were influential and people because the man didn’t ask us any more questions.
“I’m sorry that I interrupted you, Mr and Mrs Goldsworthy. This is just the lounge of Mr Hawkman and it’s my job to keep an eye on it.
“That makes sense. We didn’t know that. Since it was empty we assumed it didn’t belong to anyone. It won’t happen again, Sir.” Dan explained before we said our goodbyes and he walked me out of the building.
“Hot” Dan breathed, his cheeks still red.
“Close” I finished the sentence at the same time as Dan.
He cleared his throat awkwardly “Close, yeah exactly what I said”.
“So do you got it?” Agent Wolf then asked me, returning to his old cold self.
“I became special agent for a reason.” I just said and showed him the phone in my purse...
