• MBTI Imagines •

(33) ESTP X ISFJ

Requested by MalakHarabi (welcome to Wattpad! ♡)

ESTP (male) x ISFJ (female)

Summum bonum, Latin for the ultimate good is not simply a phrase that would encapsulate the philosophical way of principle as introduced by the Roman philosopher Cicero.

It is one that would introduce a special set of people to a clandestine kind of work that would place their lives at risk all the time for the sake of humanity.

The Summum Bonum is another name for a secret agency that specializes in covert operations to take down organizations that exploit other humans for their own selfish gain.

Secret agents of The Summum Bonum are given the best kind of treatment when they are not called to do an operation, but when they have to be in one…they know that they are definitely risking their lives.

Just like in this one situation now.

“I told you that I can still run.”

“Shut up,” the woman hissed out.

The man, Santiago, lies on the dirty ground surrounded by construction debris and unused rusty scaffolding. Sofia, his partner, is doing her best to stop the blood gushing out furiously from his right thigh that was shot just a few moments ago by this gang of men who run this underground business of selling organs from unwilling victims.

Santiago and Sofia were asked to scout the place where the men do their dealings. Unfortunately, one thing led to the other and they were spotted despite being stealthy for the past hours of witnessing the exchange.

Despite being spotted, Sofia still thinks that the men don’t know their faces. What they could only assume was that there were people watching them and that the bullet that got fired from the gun was lucky on the men's side. It hit her partner – the one who wouldn’t shut up even if they were hiding from those men who are now trying to find them.

“It is dangerous to be staying here, Sofia. It’s a better idea to use this time to run away–”

“Didn’t I tell you to shut up?!” She yelled in a whisper. Anger punctuated her voice and she was not having it with him running his mouth as always.

It was dark in this abandoned building they were hiding at. They were able to run away from the men, but they can’t tell if they are near where they are or not. Sofia has pressed the signal for backup to arrive, but this might take some time for their arrival. It might even take an hour.

“Sofia, do you understand the gravity of this situation?! We can catch the men if we continue. We will be doing our job and saving–” He is instantly stopped from talking as he feels a pair of lips on his. His eyes go big in astonishment and it was as if the kiss took away not only his ability to breathe but to talk.

Sofia pulled back, still fuming. She felt her face flushing – a mixture of anger and embarrassment at the sudden action she chose to do. Introduce something unexpected. That is one thing she was always told that would disorient a person. Apparently, kissing him was the best that she could come up with.

It did work, though. Santiago’s finally quiet. And she can go back to tending to his wound with peace as they continue to hide.

“If you like me you could have always told me.”

Not.

“I kissed you so that you’ll shut up,” she spat. “Apparently, you’re still talking. Do you want me to do it again?”

“You sound as if I don’t like you kissing me.”

“Now is not the time to talk about whether I liked kissing you or not.” Sofia found it a waste of time to continue arguing with him. Instead, she focuses all her attention on the wound – using whatever materials she has on hand to stop it from bleeding for the time being.