Eric

You and Eric have only been working together for five years. During that time, you've been in the most dangerous spots, together. You're partners, agents, mercenaries. You were each other's support: he carried you in his arms if you were wounded, and if he was, you covered him to the last. He was taller, older (two years apart), stronger.

Not long ago, the agency received a contract to assassinate a cartel in Mexico, and, of course, you went there. It had become normal for you to share a room and a bed, but there was a problem. You'd begun to feel a liking for Eric. You didn't understand how it happened, only that you cared about him more than anyone else. And that started causing problems. It wasn't so much that it was difficult, you felt ashamed (in a good way) of sleeping next to him. While he went to take a shower, you tried calling reception and asking for a second bed, but they didn't answer. While you were trying, you heard a voice from behind you:

• Stop messing around, why is my girlfriend suddenly afraid to sleep with me? "My girl" is his favorite nickname for you. He started calling you that after your first mission.