fbi- lrh

"Agent Hemmings?" I looked over the man in the frame of my door. He was currently out of his usual, formal work suit and in a black leather jacket. His whole getup, in fact, was black, dark, brooding. And it was very strange. "Luke," he corrected me, stepping in the apartment and slamming the door shut behind him...

Calum Hood Imagines

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