"Are you going to work yourself until the verge of collapse again?" He said with a certain conviction in his voice. "I absolutely don't want Detective Novikov to condescendingly yell at me because I let you push yourself too much. It's only been the first day since this case has been assigned to you. Calm the fuck down. Not everyday you get to serve the justice the victims deserve. You don't have to gather all the possible information that you could on the first day. There’s a tomorrow coming, [Y/N], stop working as if you’ll die today. Now, we're technically off duty so we're not co-workers right now. You're not the primary at the moment. I'm the older than you, and you'll do as I say."
He kept his cold, piercing gaze at her, his demeanor becoming more and more similar to that of Deadeye's—cold, calculating, and cunning. But it was that Deadeye that she asked him to sit down for a while and talk for a minute.
It was that Deadeye. The Deadeye who seemed engulfed with whatever was going on in his head, was serious and was a huge contrast to who he was now. It almost felt like a splash of cold water had been thrown at her face. What has gotten into him, bringing our past conversation into this? She blinked, feeling her throat run dry as the heavy silence hung between them. His eyes were still pointed at her, and she could only sigh. "Okay. Fine. I'll chill out."
Chamber nodded, letting out a few deep breaths to calm himself down. As the silence hung and the tension thickened, the gravity of Sasha's words earlier was starting to weigh on him—You are one cruel man, Vincent. Maybe he was a little cruel, but who was he to know that his actions would affect others indirectly? Who knew that letting her chase him for those 4 or 5 years would have consequences?
He knew that. He just chose to ignore it. The poor woman had to work nonstop to find and track him down above her other cases, and in a way, he felt bad. So now, he would change that by not letting her get too caught up with the case.
Vincent let out a final sigh, and having calmed down, he jammed his keys into the ignition, and the car started humming to life. The radio was off, the engine revved gently, and none of them said a word as Chamber joined the road traffic as he silently drove off.Meanwhile, [Y/N] felt really uneasy. It was then that she realized that maybe he might only be putting up with her. He wasn’t asking her to stop and rest out of concern—he was asking her because he didn’t want to be lectured by Sasha. It’s obvious that, as enemies, Chamber probably still held a grudge against her for almost foiling his undercover mission a handful of times; it would be really weird and out of character if he suddenly cared about her. Hell, he might as well not give a damn if she collapses if it weren’t for Sasha, but her thoughts didn't align with his actions earlier. Why was he so worked up into scolding her? Did Sasha say something to him? Wasn't it just convenient that her newfound power wasn't coming to her aid right now? She continued to ponder over his actions, digging deeper and deeper into her subconscious.
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a little detective fabron to help me cope with my finals.
(i forgot that i had a quiz the day after i drew this and im pretty sure i flunked it but it's okay HAHSHHAHAHA)
i missed detained but i really don't have time to write anything (my draft has been sitting in my laptop for MONTHS) so i decided to draw a little. det!cham design by the lovely @domiiiq312, though i didn't add the holsters because he's off duty 🫡 colors are weird though, but i'm happy with it.
