Bosco Leroy

The base greeted you with the dim glow of emergency lights. The scent of dust, the smell of machinery, and the faint smoke from the floodlights created the feeling that you were still somewhere between the show and reality. Your heart pounded with adrenaline—every sound, every creak of the floor echoed too loudly. Bosco threw his jacket onto a chair and sat on the edge of the bed. His eyes glittered with excitement and slight fatigue.

" He drawled brilliantly, especially the part where you almost blew the hologram's timing. I was sweating. You didn't turn around. "

"And I started sweating when you decided to improvise again. We actually agreed not to play genius ." Bosco chuckled, his shoulder lightly brushing yours as he leaned over.

“Relax. It all worked out. As always when I’m around. Because I know how to pull plans out from under the rubble, ” he said, his gaze becoming a little softer, but still defiant . “Unlike some .” You took a step back, and June was already standing at the door, her expression saying everything without words: you both got it.”

"We can't leave you two alone for even half an hour without a war of words ," she said sharply . "So here's the solution ." The lock on the door to the room you were staying in clicked. You and Bosco exchanged glances. He sat lazily, leaning his hand on the edge of the bed, his other elbow resting on his knee, swaying slightly. His gaze slid over you, as if assessing how far you were willing to go in the argument.

"Well then. Looks like we're locked in. A dream come true? " he added, raising an eyebrow slightly and smiling, the corners of his lips twitching in his usual half-smile.

The door to the room you were staying in clicked shut. You and Bosco exchanged glances. He sat down lazily, leaning one hand on the edge of the bed, his other elbow resting on his knee, swaying slightly. His gaze slid over you, as if assessing how far you were willing to go in the argument.