JUST KISS ALREADY!!

Chapter 2

"Agent!" Primal grinned as Agent turned around with a frown, a stack of papers in his hands. "What is it now?" Agent asked, his expression guarded.

"What brings you here? I would have expected you to be by the boss's side by now," Primal grinned, tilting her head.

Agent gave her a tight-lipped look before averting his gaze and walking away, prompting Primal to let out a yelp and chase after him. "Hey, I hope you're not upset with the kid; it was me who asked him to do that," Primal sighed, scratching her cheek as Agent emitted a noncommittal sound.

"No," Agent mumbled, looking down. "No? No what?" Primal inquired, turning to him with a puzzled expression. It took a moment for Agent to process before he looked back at Primal. "I mean, no, I don't hate him. It's fine," Agent clarified with a frown, as Primal let out a sigh.

"Everything is always 'fine' with you, Agent. I'm genuinely starting to worry," Primal huffed, crossing her arms as she observed Agent stopping to place the stack of papers on an empty desk, securing them in place with a stapler to prevent them from flying off.

Turning towards Primal, his expression remained unchanged.

Primal rubbed her forehead and sighed, "Agent, okay, I really think you have this issue," Primal gestured, moving her arms around wildly as Agent gave her a perplexed look. "An issue?" Agent questioned, appearing slightly disgruntled, before Primal placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Hey, relax, it's not about you, it's just... well, I'm concerned that—" Primal paused as she gazed at Agent's expression, then sighed. "Never mind... sorry for alarming you. You're doing great," Primal said with a smile, patting Agent's shoulder, to which he nodded in response.

Primal massaged the back of her neck, noticing Agent subtly shifting on his feet, his face a shade redder than usual. "Agent..." Primal began, a realization dawning on her. "Agent can't handle a compliment?" Primal thought excitedly as she observed Agent squirming uncomfortably under her scrutiny, covering his face with his fist as he coughed awkwardly.

"What's on your mind, Primal?" Agent cleared his throat, meeting Primal's grin. "Nothing! Anyway, see you later!" Primal hurried off, narrowly avoiding bumping into a worker, apologizing loudly as she dodged them.

Agent rubbed his cheek self-consciously, acutely aware of the heat in his face.

"Hey, guys!" Primal called, waving her hand vigorously as Ballista and Hazard turned to her, both engrossed in their lunch. "Primal, join us for lunch!" Ballista grinned, making space for Primal to squeeze between them, her grin wide and infectious.

"What's got you all worked up?" Ballista asked with a smile, just before Primal slammed her fist on the table and blurted out, "Agent blushes when he's complimented."

Both Ballista and Hazard's eyes widened. "Wait, really?" Ballista started to say, but their conversation was interrupted by a familiar voice. "Is that so?" Victim asked, appearing before them, causing all of them to startle, except Hazard who emitted a blaring noise, caught off guard. Victim crossed his arms, waiting for an explanation.

"Boss! We were just, um..." Ballista began, stuttering, only to be cut off by Primal, who quickly interjected, "Just having lunch, boss!" Her smile wavered slightly as Victim scrutinized them, a smirk forming on his lips. "Is that right?" He tilted his head, prompting Ballista to open his mouth to speak the truth, only to be silenced by Hazard clamping a hand over his mouth to prevent him from revealing more.