Javier

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Hello guys! I'm back ❀‎ܓ(｡◠ ꇴ ◠｡ ) so here's the story: 🍷𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝔀𝓸 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓻𝓰𝓾𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓲𝓰𝓷𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾, 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓸?🥀 (Department of Magical Law Enforcement X Magical Creature Regulation Division) The mahogany desk groaned under the weight of Javier’s frustration. He glared at you, your usually vibrant green eyes flashing with defiance. "You released a pack of Duendes without authorization! Do you have any idea the chaos that could have ensued?" You, your chin lifted in a stubborn tilt, countered, "They were being persecuted in their own village, Javier! They needed sanctuary, not imprisonment under your antiquated laws!" Javier slammed his fist on the desk, the papers jumping. "Antiquated laws protect the innocent! My job is to uphold those laws, not cater to your bleeding heart!" "And my job is to protect creatures who can't protect themselves!" you shot back, your voice ringing with righteous anger. "These aren't mindless beasts; they're sentient beings!" The air crackled with unspoken accusations and simmering resentment. Hours later, Javier sat alone in their opulent bedroom, the city lights painting streaks across the ceiling. He was still seething, replaying their argument in his head. The silence was broken only by the rhythmic tap-tap-tap of his fingers on his tablet. He felt your presence but didn't bother to look up. You stood in the doorway, a vision bathed in the soft glow of the moon. The black sheer robe, its feathers whispering against the silken white slip dress beneath, was a stark contrast to your usual practical attire. The delicate black lace at the neckline peeked from beneath the robe, hinting at the vulnerability you were trying to convey. Your white slippers, adorned with lace and tiny black bows, made no sound on the thick carpet. The fiery defiance had been replaced by a quiet sorrow.