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Andy walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He still have about one hour to get ready before the party started. Brooklyn had insisted that Andy should be there before anyone else but he couldn't make it because of Rye. His bodyguard had been out and about all afternoon, tending to some 'business' which Andy knew nothing about and - to be fair - didn't even care about.

The blonde boy walked towards the closet and pulled out the outfit he had picked for the night. Since Andy is usually a crop top and jeans guy, He decided to go for a bolder look this time.

'A little bit of change in appearance won't hurt.' He thought as He got dressed and looked at his reflection in the mirror. The denim shorts reached the middle of his thighs, hugging his ass nicely around the back. The sheer embroidered floral top he was wearing showed off his shoulders and collarbones, however, Andy had decided to wear a black crop top underneath it to cover his stomach and unattractive chest. That is the only part of himself that Andy had yet to learn to love. He sighed before slipping into a pair of floral black sneakers.

About 10 minutes later, He was almost done getting ready when he heard a knock on his door. Andy finished putting the gloss on his lips before making his way towards the door.

"Yes-" His words died in his throat when He saw his handsome bodyguard standing in front of him. Rye was not overly dressed and seemed to be in his normal attire of black jeans and a black t-shirt but the way he had his arms crossed made his muscles stand out more, making him look heavily attractive and on top of that, the shirt seemed to hug his physique like second skin, making Andy's mind flash back to when He had seen Rye half naked.

On the other hand, Rye's reaction was quite similar to Andy's and he looked equally - if not more - flabbergasted. His eyes raked up and down the smaller boy's body, drinking in his flattering appearance. Andy was too absorbed in checking his bodyguard out to realize that the man was speaking now.

"Are you sure you're going to a normal party with friends and not to impress someone?" Rye raised a brow, his voice holding an emotion that Andy couldn't pinpoint.

"If that's your way of telling me that I look nice then Thank you, Mr. Beaumont." Andy sassed, ignoring Rye's amused smirk.

"I think we're getting late. Let's go now." Andy huffed, pushing past the taller man and making his way outside. And If Rye was enjoying the view in front of him then no one needs to know.

~

Officer Rodgers stepped out of the car and briskly walked towards the prohibited area. They were on the outskirts of London, away from the city population. The police had been informed of a possible trafficking around this area and sure enough, two hours later, they've found a dead body. The man stepped forward with his companions and grimaced at the sight in front of him.

The body was of a man, who looked to be in his late 20's. There was a deep slash across his chest and upon closer look, Rodgers realized that the man probably had some missing organs.

"Kevin Martin. He was 27 years old and worked as a physician in London Bridge hospital. According to his wife, He was on a short trip to Manchester and He was returning home today." An FBI officer informed him, taking out a file from his bag.

"We had our doctors analyse his body before you got here. The time of his death is around 5 this morning, which means that he has been dead for about 13 hours now. The cause of his death seems to be slashes across his chest and neck. His heart and kidneys have been taken out which automatically connects this murder case to organ trafficking - and hence again, the mafia." Rodgers nodded as the other officer finished speaking.

"Has the CIA said something about this matter?" He asked cautiously. He had always been against the CIA for keeping secrets from them and yet still claiming to 'help' their country.

"They have been informed about this incident. They've reassured us that they're still working on the case and will inform us if any valuable information is found. However, they still tend to keep their strategy in dark. It's their rule afterall."

Adam grunted and resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He was determined to solve this case without their help and judging from the current situation, He knew that the CIA aren't going to be much of a help, specially since they are so adamant on keeping secrets from them.

~

As soon as Rye entered the huge mansion, the smell of alcohol and weed hit him directly in the face. He squinted his eyes as the flashing club lights were almost blinding him. He pushed past several people, their sweaty bodies making him gag internally. Andy had asked - or more like ordered - him earlier to keep distance from the boy and his friends tonight.

'Look, I know you're supposed to protect me 24/7 but You can do it from afar. I want to enjoy like a normal person for once.' He had said. Rye had agreed which had surprised Andy but he brushed it off.

The thing is, CIA was known for over analysing every piece of information and then taking necessary measures. They are trained to look and act as normal as they could but on the inside, they were always on high alert.

He ordered a margarita cocktail as he watched Jack make his way towards Andy and Brooklyn. They have been informed of the organ trafficking outside London and the police is still onto that case. However, the CIA agents have been given orders to surround this place by Blair. Apparently, Alex had somehow managed to break into the record history of London Bridge and concluded that someone from the hospital is also involved in this case.

"You're here, I see."

Rye immediately recognised the voice and turned around to hug his partner slash bestfriend. Mikey was dressed casually and would easily pass as one of the seniors in University, but only Rye could tell that he had weapons concealed inside his clothes.

"Any progress on the case?" Rye asked, keeping his voice low.

"Not much. Alex said that his first suspicion was that Kevin Martin was somehow associated with the mafia. But after further inspection, He concluded that the man was innocent. There is someone else in the hospital who targeted him." Mikey informed as they took their drinks and walked away from the crowd. Andy was still in his sight and so was Jack. The young agent was not a trained fighter but his presence somehow put Rye to ease about Andy's safety.

"That doesn't explain why Blair wanted all of us to be here instead of investigating the case." Rye said dryly.

"Do you remember the guy who was murdered a few days ago?"

"The one who was associated with mafia? Yeah?"

"He was from London University."

"I know, but what does that--" Suddenly, Rye's eyes widened, "You think there are more people from the University who are involved with the gang?"

"Well, That's what Blair thinks so. And that man is never wrong when It comes to suspicions."

"Does Jack know?"

"He does. That's the reason He is here as well." Rye grunted as he watched the Irish agent look around subtly before locking eyes with Rye. The young agent gave him a slight nod as a greeting to which Rye nodded back.

"Let's get to our duty then, shall we?" Mikey smirked, before walking off to a group of students, easily engaging himself in their conversation. Rye sighed before turning towards the bar. He might as well start from here.

This is going to be a long night.

~

"Your bodyguard looks so hot." Brooklyn commented drunkenly.

It had been two hours since the party started and Andy was already starting to get tired. He had forgotten about Rye till now so when Brook mentioned him, Andy turned to look in Rye's direction. He was dancing with some random girl, who was too close to him for Andy's liking. Moreover, Rye seemed to be having a great conversation with her as he looked quite content.

Suddenly, Andy caught Rye's eyes and watched him smirk slightly. The blonde boy narrowed his eyes as Rye pulled the girl closer, all the while, maintaing eye contact with Andy. The music blared loudly, making his head spin and the flashing lights didn't feel cool anymore.

Suddenly, Andy had an urge to leave this place.

"Andyyyy, Have you seen my boy-friend?" Brooklyn giggled as he latched onto Andy's side, interrupting his glare contest with his bodyguard.

"Your what?" Andy asked confusedly.

"My friend who is a boy?" Brooklyn said thoughtfully. Andy rolled his eyes. It was so obvious that Brooklyn had a crush on Jack.

"If you're looking for Jack, He went to the washroom besides the laundry room."

Brook nodded and left, but not before smacking his lips against Andy's cheek. Andy scrunched his nose and wiped his cheek, before his gaze moved towards Rye and he wished he didn't do that. The girl was practically throwing herself on Rye who on the other hand, didn't seem to mind one bit. Andy huffed and stood up from his seat. He had enough of this nonsense.

~

Rye's smirk turned upside down when he saw Andy get up and walk upstairs. He had been enjoying the jealous and annoyed look the boy was giving him but despite the playfulness and a tad bit of flirting, Rye had only been doing his job of collecting information about the current case. He sighed and pushed the girl away, who pouted and attempted to give him a cute look.

"Leaving so soon?" She said seductively.

"I've some business to attend to. It was nice talking to you." Rye said hurriedly before leaving her standing there confused. He rushed upstairs, only to find Andy walking towards one of the guest rooms. Rye ran towards him and pulled him inside, ignoring his shocked gasp.

"What the hell?" Andy shouted as he watched Rye close the door behind them.

"Why did you come up here?" Rye asked with a blank face.

"I needed some fresh air." Andy answered, looking anywhere but towards him. Rye stepped closer to him and lifted his chin up, making him look into a pair of soft brown eyes.

"Were you jealous, Petal?" Rye asked amusedly, watching Andy's face heat up and whether It was from their close proximity or the nickname Rye used - he didn't know.

"N-no. Why would you think that?" Andy tried to sound unbothered as he turned away from Rye.

"Maybe because you were literally trying to kill that poor girl with your eyes?" Rye smirked when he saw Andy turn to look at him through narrowed eyes.

"I don't fucking care what you do or don't do! Go fuck her all you want--"

"What If I want to fuck you instead?"

Andy felt the air leave his lungs as soon as those words left Rye's mouth. He stared at the man with shocked eyes, who started to step closer to Andy.

"R-Rye, what are y-you--" Andy gasped when Rye grabbed his waist and pulled him closer. The younger out of the two felt his legs wobble slightly and his heart was beating so loud that Andy swore Rye could hear it.

"I- Wha--" Andy tried to speak but his breath hitched when Rye shushed him by putting a finger on his soft lips. Rye's gaze fell on his soft looking plump lips and out of nowhere, He had the urge to feel them against his own. He licked his lips unconsciously, completely unaware that Andy's eyes were following the movement.

"Shall I?" Rye whispered, bringing his face closer to Andy's so that their noses were almost touching. Andy was about to ask him to kiss already before he let his rational side take over him when they heard a gunshot from downstairs.

Rye immediately stepped back and pulled out the gun hidden under his shirt, loading it. He looked over towards Andy who was frozen in place. Suddenly, Rye remembered how scared the boy was during the CIA shooting. He touched Andy's face softly, making him snap out of his trance.

"Go hide in the closet and Stay there until I come to get you." Rye whispered gently before leaving the room hurriedly.

~

Downstairs, Brooklyn whimpered against the hold of his captor. He had been looking for Jack a while ago when suddenly he heard some noises in the laundry room. When he went to check what it was, He found Jack and another boy he recognised from his music class talking fiercely. It seemed that Jack was not pleased with the boy so before any fight could take place, Brooklyn decided to intervene.

Which was a bad decision.

The boy had kicked Jack, making him fall to the ground in pain before turning to Brook and grabbing a hold of his collar. And that's how Brooklyn got dragged to the centre of the party with a gun being held against his head.

"If any of you tried to come closer or over smart me, then I'll kill him!" The guy shouted.

Rye quietly hid behind a large pillar and watched the scene unfold in front of him. His eyes quickly scanned the area to find Mikey at the far end, towards the main door, a gun perfectly hidden and loaded behind his back. Jack, on the other hand, was in the centre of the crowd, staring at the whimpering Brook with a worried look.

He could easily injure this man from his position but Brook was standing in front of him and Rye didn't want to hurt the blonde kid. Mikey, on the other hand, had more of a chance to attack this guy but Rye was confused as to why the black haired agent stood calm and collected, yet still on high alert.

Wait.

There aren't more of them? Shit. That's probably why Mikey is being very careful right now. He was about to contact his best friend through the wireless microphone when he heard Andy's voice.

"Harvey?"

~

You thought they were gonna kiss? Lmaoo I'm evil, remember?

For any confused readers, The guy holding Brook was Harvey. I really need to stop making him the bad guy lmao 😭😂

Also, In the upper half of the story, I mentioned that Andy didn't like his chest/stomach. I'm in no way body shaming fovvs or saying that he is 'unattractive' as it's written. It's all a part of the plot in which Andy is a regular guy who is learning to accept himself slowly. I want to show his progress slowly in this story to make a point that no matter what kind of shape, form or colour you have, If your heart is beautiful then you are beautiful! These beauty standards are created by human beings themselves and are often used to put other people down. I'm totally against these typical standards and I firmly believe that you should accept yourself the way you are. Ofc If you want to achieve a certain body goal then you are free to do so but you should never feel OBLIGATED to do so because It's unnecessary. If you are comfortable with your self, then nothing else matters. Every single one of you is beautiful. Always remember that! I love you all 🌹❤

-VanishalovesLarry 💫

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