MI6- romance? (Slow Update)

Chapter 1- meeting him

It was a new mission and I was absolutely thrilled. I was new to the whole spy thing, I was used to busting down doors with my AK-117 in tow, rescuing hostages or scoping out any new potential threats.

I had basically no idea on how to act but my co-ordinator put their faith in me and my acting skills. I trust them and they haven't let me down yet, so I hope this little rendezvous will be successful. I had very basic fitness training, nothing I haven't done before, and an exam, which I passed with flying colours. All I lacked in was experience and in this job, what mattered most was experience. To become the chief of SIS was my dream since I was 16, when I left for the RAF, and now, with my promotion and pay raise, I was half way there!

I was supposed to pose as a buyer at an auction. No... the wife of a buyer and the said buyer was going to be taken on by the one and only Agent Hiddleston. Agent Hiddleston is very well known in the MI6, and many other secret services due to his exceptional abilities, his undying loyalty, and of course, his excruciatingly rugged good looks.

He is what you would call a 'mommas boy turned bad', although, he never was rebellious of his superiors, he was just a womaniser. A playboy; some would also call him a whore or a slut for sleeping around so much. This reputation, quite unfortunately for him, exceeded all his positive qualities. All he was asked about was his sex habits unless it was a work affair. He was also what everyone aspired to be, overachieving and highly intelligent but he had yet to rise higher in rank.

I hadn't officially met him yet but I had seen him talking to other agents, especially the ladies. I was supposed to meet him the following week at HQ and go over the case with him, maybe research a few titbits about the other buyer and he was supposed to tell me about what I would have to do, going under cover.

I was walking home from the gym after a good session with weights. I do Cardio most of the time to keep me ready for any chases on foot but lifting weights made me feel good and strong and sexy. That was what I had done that day, and lifting weights had me tired and super sweaty.

Making sure I wasn't followed, I walked towards the door of my very modest two-bedroom house, but I was very surprised to see Hiddleston standing by the door.

"Hello?", I said, confused as he shouldn't know where I live and if he did, picking a lock was basic, so why wasn't he sat inside? He was dressed smartly as if he were about to go to dinner somewhere, possibly a fancy restaurant, like the ones people take to pop the question!

"Hello darling", he replied in his husky voice causing me to tear my eyes away from his beautiful baby blues to look at his beautiful small, firm lips. He stared at me through those beautiful blue eyes, smirking slightly before thoroughly looking me up and down, his eyes lingering for way to long on my torso.

Great. The womaniser.

"Hey, eyes up here", you said. He looked back at you with a sheepish smile on his face.

"What are you doing here?" You asked.

"Nice to meet you too!" He replied sarcastically. What is he doing at my house? As if he could read my mind he said, "I'm here for the mission of course!"

"But isn't it..."

"Next week? Yes, I know, but we had to reschedule further up because we got new intel, something about the drive being found on the black market or something," he checked his watch, "You've got... 2 hours" he said interrupting you. You just stared at him accusingly.

"First of all, don't interrupt me, second of all, why didn't I get told? I talked to my co-ordinator two days ago, they didn't tell me anything." I spoke

"I'm so sorry about that ...ehehe... I won't do it again and about your co-ordinator, we only got the intel yesterday, I was there at the time. They probably didn't get time to call you. And of course, I was going to show up anyways, so they told me that I should tell you." He explained as he smiled reassuringly.

"Okay then, thank you for the apology, we better head inside then come on." I said taking the keys out of my pocket and opening the door.

I stepped inside, took off my shoes and put the keys inside a little bowl, while waiting for him follow suit. He shrugged as if he had mentally debated about taking off his shoes, before actually doing so.

"I'm going to get me something to drink, what would you like? Tea? Coffee? Just water?" I asked as I headed towards the kitchen. He followed me like a lost lamb and took a seat at the kitchen island.

"Err... a cup of tea please? Earl grey if you have any." He said, taking a moment to think about it.

"And how do you take it?" I asked as I put the kettle on. I like instant coffee, so I started preparing my drink.

"One sugar and a splash of milk please" he replied.

"Coming right up!" I remark. The kettle turned off and I poured water into both cups. His and his Earl grey, me and my instant coffee. I poured in enough milk for us both and handed him the cup.

"Thank you," he said, taking a sip, "it's good!"

I just nodded instead of replying. I couldn't be bothered enough to about talk unimportant stuff.

"Tell me about the case." I said, placing my cup down on the kitchen island.

"Well, it's not too complicated for beginners," he lifted his brows at me to show me he was talking about me, "but it's important, there's going to be a handing off of intel about MI6 at the auction. So, we are going to stop it." He ended with a smile.

My frown deepened, "I meant in detail?"

"Well, you, darling, are going to distract the man receiving the information, which is going to be on a pen drive," I nodded showing him I was following. He took a sip of his tea before carrying on, "the pen drive contains highly classified information, I don't know what it is, but what I've been told is that it has nuclear codes and weapon storage locations," He raised his brows at me, "and that's where you come in- as I said before, not complicated, but very high stakes, I'll be there to mentor you and, of course, to find out where they got it from."

"Okay so when do we begin?"

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𝐒o, I changed things up A LOT, bc I didn't like how it turned out, my grammar was awful, and my protagonist was waaay too reliant on Hiddleston already  so i did what any other  wattpad writer would do, I rewrote it! enjoy the first chapter for now.

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