Hephaestus

Hephaestus became your nightmare back when you were entering college. That's when you first met, knew something vaguely about each other, but nevertheless, you weren't eager to get to know each other better.

Once he returned to work, he was always by your side. You feigned complacency, even though deep down you felt something igniting in your hearts.

Despite your poor relationship, you and Hephaestus became the most sought-after employees, with an unbreakable alliance. Then you were sent on a paired mission to London to investigate a major undercover case. The trip wasn't particularly harrowing, at least because you were traveling on separate modes of transport. However, when you checked into your hotel, you discovered you'd be sharing a room.

• Are you very upset, kitty?
  Hephaestus asked, smiling smugly.

He closed the balcony door once he was inside, next to you. His hand moved toward your face, and his long fingers gently snatched the cigarette from your lips. He brazenly stole it from you and took a drag of it himself.

"Smoking a lot is bad for you. Is it really that stressful for you to be in the same room with such a charming guy?"