#agent candyfloss

“  i’m not used to letting people close. i don’t like being vulnerable— but i want to, with you. i want to let you in.  ” (For Chuuya)

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This was one of those signs, one of those red flags that screamed he had let her get too close. His heart hurt a little, swallowing back the automatic protest that raised to the tip of his tongue. She had no idea what she was saying. She was speaking to a monster and saying she wanted to let him in? How was he supposed to respond to this?  Because the truth was that he wanted the same. His heart ached to feel close to someone, to be accepted, to be loved ... yet hadn’t he thrown all that away the second that he had sworn loyalty to Port Mafia? Something like him, it didn’t need the fluttering inside it’s chest, the poetry hidden inside his notebook - yet he craved this so badly, a hand reaching out to gently pull Anikka close to him, holding her close as he tried to think on the right words to even begin to explain the nightmare going on inside his mind currently. 

From one prison into another, it wasn’t as though she didn’t understand the reasoning as to why those around her were so protective but needing to report her every movement was getting old pretty fast. It was already bad enough that she’d been forced to give up the job that she’d loved so much. The agency was still a huge threat and she knew that but - she was so tired of missing out on living! How could they just hide away like this and expect to find the happiness that they looked for?  She sighed at the hug to be given, returning it with one arm and trying not to look too annoyed. She got it, she understood, but that didn’t mean that she liked living like this. 

“We really need to stop meeting like this - hold on tightly, alright?”. 

❝  you don’t have to do this .  ❞ (For Vic)

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About Anikka for Vic lmao

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“No peaking yet, okay?” She told him as she took his hands and lead him out the car and into the grassy area that was far from the city. She let go of his hands and quickly went to set down everything she had brought before hurrying back to his side, both excited and nervous to show him what she had set up.

“Okay, you can look now!”

A blanket was laid out on the ground and a large picnic basket was on top of it. Some glasses were set up along with a bottle of wine.

“Surprise~! I packed a bunch of food! Sandwiches, fruits and of course there’s cake too! I thought you could use some peace on your birthday so here we are. Just a picnic on a beautiful day where not a single soul can disturb us. No enemies, no danger. Just us.” She smiled before placing a kiss on his lips and taking his hands back into her own. “Happy birthday, Chuuya.”

Happy Birthday to Chuuya! 

“I’ve had my eyes closed the entire drive”, he reassured her yet again, a small laugh breaking free though. He wasn’t sure as to what it was that she had planned but it was easy to get wrapped up in the energy that she displayed whenever excited about something. They both were shrouded in so many layers of secrecy and yet, they trusted one another. Was a little strange if he put too much thought into it but for now he simply laughed as he was led out from the car. How could it be this easy to win over his heart? 

“Hey!! What was that for?!” (For Vic)

PHYSICAL CONTACT STARTERS

There was no need to explain herself to someone like Annika. The simple truth was that the pink haired agent was annoying to be around and yet her father kept placing them on missions together. Why? She knew that she received very little special treatment but this almost felt like some type of punishment. She knew she was good at her job so just why was she being punished!?

“You’re being a reckless as ever”, she hissed out between her teeth, “It was a duck, Annika…a fucking duck! I can’t believe you almost blew our cover over a duck!”. She groaned, running fingers through her hair as she tried to keep herself from yelling out anymore. They had supposed to have been simply watching over their target but all that had almost been worthless when they’d turned into a park and two ducks had made a beeline for Anikkas ankles.