Trigger warning: Smut
Back at The Agency Midas ran to his office only to find out absolutely nothing had happened, and that Maya, Skye and Tina had made Rook prank call Midas and tell him there were intruders who wanted you. He got so angry and yelled at them in the meeting room for what felt like hours until he finally let them out, walking out the meeting room in shock and in fear of their boss.
Midas hadn't left the room until another 30 minutes had passed where he'd had the chance to sit for himself and gather his thoughts, and when you'd entered to see if he was alright, he hadn't even glanced in your direction. He'd kept his hands in his hair, leaning forward on the table and resting the weight on his elbows, looking down on the table.
"Midas..." you said and put a hand on his back, stroking it. Midas took a deep breath with closed eyes and stayed still, thinking like crazy. "Darling" you said softly and put a hand over his golden one that was messing up his hair, grabbing it and trying to intertwine you and Midas' fingers. He let his hand drop to the table where you held hands and he stroked your hand with his thumb, keeping his other hand in his hair.
"I love you" you whispered low and kissed his head while playing with his hair, resting your cheek against the side of his head.
Midas leaned back and turned the chair, so he was facing you and grabbed your hands, pulling you into his lap. You snuggled up to him as he wrapped his arms around you, holding you close to him and his body, both of you calming down and relaxing in the other's embrace.
"I love you too, my love" he whispered low in your hair.
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December passed by very quickly. You mostly spent the days reading, training in the gym, working and also watched a movie with the other agents in the lounge room from time to time, and tried to spend as much time with Midas as possible.
Every night when you went to sleep, he'd hug you so tightly and keep you so close to him, warm you up with his body, completely tangled up with you while you cuddled underneath the sheets. One night you had tried to have sex, Midas had been so nervous. He couldn't stop asking you if you were alright and if you were comfortable, he had also been very hesitant when you'd asked if he wanted to make love to you.
Not because he didn't want to, that was proved by the numerous times he'd fingered you and eaten you out, but because he was nervous if it was too sudden after the episode with Javier and if you were ready for it. But wow it had been a success.
It had been so intimate and full of love, of course a first time is a bit messy, but Midas had made it pleasurable and been good at giving you a good first time. Neither of you focused on the climax, you focused on what felt good and if the other one was alright.
After the act you had showered together and cuddled and talked for a bit before drifting off to sleep, awoken the next morning by the chef serving you breakfast in the bedroom. That had been a bit awkward for both of you since your clothes made a mess on the floor and you and Midas had been lying so close to each other while sleeping, literally hugging each other with you almost lying on top of his naked body.
Throughout the whole month you'd had lots of sex and intimate moments, showering together and just enjoying each other's company. Some nights you had just lied in bed, looking each other in the eyes while cuddling and treasuring the moment, talking for hours on end about all sorts of things. It was lovely.
Midas had been very secretive about his work ever since the meeting a few weeks ago. He'd wake up at 8am every morning and eat breakfast with you and the other agents before hurrying to his office where he'd stay all day, only leaving to get food and something to drink or when he had to use the restroom. He didn't talk that much with you about it, he only said that it was work and that he couldn't talk about it "because of safety, darling".
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Pragma
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