Dreams are made from White Strings [Kimblee x Reader]

7.: A Factor to Admire

While Solf J. Kimblee was a genius in term of intelligence and combat, there was one flaw - one thing he was not good at. Or maybe, he just wasn't interested in it. Either way, it was the huge mountain of neglected paperwork that awaited you, that told you that filling them in was not his favourite pastime.

By the time you had worked through not even half of the pile, you were sire that the only reason he had requested you was because nobody was willing to do this work voluntarily. If you had had the choice, you would have spent your time elsehow, too. But you didn't, so you did your best to fill out everything. A huge problem was that you had no idea of what had happened up until now, but thankfully, Kimblee's men helped by answering all your questions, so you could at least do your work. Surprisingly, Frank had been assigned to the search along with you, so you had at least one person on your side. He willingly listened to your complaints about the overload of work.

"They must have neglected this for the past THREE weeks", you hissed quietly over the stack of sheets. Frank just chuckled compassionately, while you massaged your hand. It hurt from all the writing.

Suddenly, a man burst in, informing everybody that Scar had been sighted. You had only been working with this group for a few days, but you had already caught glimpses of Kimblee's brilliant mind. Stopping your work to witness it again, you leaned back to eye him as he was observing the map.

"Pack up, we're heading to West City", he proclaimed. "Call the train station there and inform them to check the train arriving tomorrow, Scar might be hidden in it."

"What is he doing in the West?", you asked, more yourself than anybody, while you began to pack up your things. But Kimblee had heard you, and decided to answer.

"It's probably a feint. Scar has acted too conspicuous, so he must be laying a false trail. Either way, he has no doubt boarded the train, so we'll go there."

'I don't think he can outsmart you', you thought, but didn't dare to vocalize it, not wanting to draw his attention to you even more.

"Yes, sir", you said instead, putting the last stack of papers in your suitcase. You were ready to go.

"I have to say, I thought I'd prefer you calling me by my name..." The sudden voice in your ear and his breath in your neck made you jump in shock, his sudden appearance behind you startled you stunningly. Even with your enhanced senses, you hadn't felt him coming at all. "... but actually, 'sir' pleases me just as much."

Now that you knew what he had done in the past, he scared you, even if you didn't want to admit it. You turned around to face him, and noticed that he had one strand of your hair between his fingers, bringing it to his face to smell it.

"Ah.. sir...", you stuttered, your mind gone useless due to his proximity.

"It nicely indicates our relationship, who's in charge, don't you think?"

The overwhelming urge to back away filled your body, but you forced yourself to stay where you were. You could not start turning weak right now, after all, this was for Isa. You ignored your heart, hammering in your chest, and cleared your throat.

"Yes, sir", you answered as calm and straight as possible, trying not to show any signs of fear, despite your conviction that he could sense it anyway. It seemed to satisfy him, because he grinned and moved away.

"You should sit in my compartment in the train, so we could continue our chat."

"I will, sir", you said, staring into his eyes.

Finally, he walked away, leaving you to exhale in relief.

Strangely, you were not sure if you felt disgusted by him, or the opposite. He was creeping you out, but you admired him, too, mostly because of his intelligence and because he was, after all, saving Isa.

After a while of staring at nothing but thin air, Frank nudged you to snap you out of it.

"(Y/n), ready to go?", he asked, grinning.

"Sure", you answered and grabbed your stuff. You were a bit frightened that you would have to spend the whole train ride to West City with Kimblee, who intimidated you so easily.