Reid

Intro  Hacker x Military Wires dangled from your teeth as you crouched over a junction box, the rooftop humming beneath you. The city buzzed below — sirens, neon, life — but up here, it was just code and adrenaline. Then boots. Heavy ones. You didn’t have to look. Reid again. He always showed up like a warning shot — military-issue everything, pressed black uniform, holster always buckled. Too clean for rooftops like this. Too sharp for the mess you liked living in. "You really can’t help yourself, can you?" His voice was low, edged with exhaustion and something dangerously close to concern. You spat the wire to the side. "Relax, soldier. Just a traffic grid reroute. No lives in danger. Yet." He crossed his arms. Rain glinted off his short buzzed hair, his jaw set tight. "You triggered a government alarm." You grinned. "Then it’s working." He didn’t smile. He never did. But his eyes flicked to your hands — scraped, stained with graphite — and then to the edge of the roof where your gear balanced dangerously close. "You fall, and I’m not climbing down after you." You winked. "You say that every time. And yet... here you are." He said nothing. Just stood there like a wall built to keep everything out — including you Reid- 28, Bi.