The Police and His Spy (Forcebook fanfic)

Celebration at the Bar

The teams gathered at a local bar to celebrate their successful mission, the atmosphere buzzing with excitement and camaraderie. Laughter and cheers filled the air as they raised their glasses in toast, celebrating their victory and the bonds of friendship that had carried them through.

Amidst the revelry, Arm and Tay stepped forward to address the gathered teams, their voices filled with pride and admiration.

Arm: "Congratulations, everyone! Tonight, we have achieved something truly remarkable. Through your bravery, dedication, and teamwork, we have successfully completed our mission and ensured the safety of our city. Each and every one of you has played a vital role in our success, and for that, I am truly grateful."

Tay: "Indeed, tonight is a testament to the strength of our teamwork and the unwavering commitment of each and every member of our teams. I am proud to stand here alongside you all, and I have no doubt that together, we will continue to achieve great things in the future."

As the teams erupted into cheers and applause, the bonds between them felt stronger than ever. With their glasses raised in a final toast to their success, they celebrated late into the night.

The celebration continued and all teammates moved to the dance floor, Force's attention remained fixed on Book. He couldn't help but notice how beautiful Book looked tonight, the glow of victory enhancing his features in the dim light of the bar. Force found himself captivated by Book's appearance, his gaze lingering on him as if drawn by an invisible force.

Book, sensing Force's intense stare, he could feel the weight of Force's gaze on him, causing a warm flush to spread across his cheeks. Despite his attempts to avoid eye contact, Force deliberately made space for Book beside him, his actions leaving Book feeling both flustered and inexplicably drawn to him.

Book reluctantly took the seat beside Force, he couldn't shake the feeling of being under his intense scrutiny. With each passing moment, Force's gaze seemed to grow more intense, leaving Book feeling increasingly self-conscious and shy. He fidgeted nervously in his seat, his gaze darting around the room as he struggled to find a way to escape Force's unwavering stare.

Despite his best efforts to remain composed, Book couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in his chest at the thought of Force's attention. He found himself inexplicably drawn to the magnetic pull of Force's gaze, his heart racing with anticipation as he wondered what thoughts might be running through Force's mind.