Roxy gave the flexicuffs an extra tug, not that it would matter, the would-be assassin was out cold. The area backstage, where she was, was empty, the staff was busy ensuring the performance went off without a hitch. Behind the curtain (or, technically, in front of it), a packed concert hall sat enraptured by the soft notes coming from the piano, completely oblivious to the chaos they just narrowly avoided.
"Bloody hell, Roxy, you could've waited for me," her earpiece buzzed.
A smile crept across her face, "I figured you were too busy with the hors d'oeuvres, Eggsy."
"Top work, Rox," Merlin's voice came through. "The cleanup crew is on its way."
"How was he planning on shooting Mr. Important through the curtain anyway, eh?" asked Eggsy.
Roxy picked up the rifle with the strange scope, ejected the magazine and cleared the chamber before sighting the curtain. Against the sea of red fabric, an electric dot flared exactly where the VIP was supposed to be.
"Merlin, inform the premier's protection detail that he's got a tracer on him," said Roxy, squinting a little closer at the intended target. "Probably in his jacket, but they might have slipped it into his food at some point."
"Will do," replied Merlin, his fingers furiously at work on a keyboard in the background. "Intelligence was clear on this one; there was just the one threat to the premier's life tonight. Looks like you two have the rest of the night off."
"You heard the man, Rox," said Eggsy, you could almost see the devilish grin plastered on his face. "You wanna come to me or do I wanna come to you?"
"You're on the first level, right? Near the balcony?" asked Roxy, trying her hardest to keep her own grin out of her voice, to mixed success.
"Yeah, you want me to grab you some of these mushroom things?" said Eggsy, apparently partaking of a couple himself. "They're delicious."
"I'm fine, Eggsy," replied Roxy, rolling her eyes at her partner. "Just meet me on the balcony in ten, alright?"
The agent made her way toward the lobby, her high heels clicking against the marble tile and the music drifting weightlessly through the air. She was halfway up the grand staircase to the first level when Eggsy appeared on the top step in his tux and his sly smile, holding a bottle of champagne and two flutes.
"I thought I told you to meet me on the balcony?" grinned Roxy, taking Eggsy's proffered elbow as they moved towards the large balcony on the other side of the floor.
"Maybe, but I figured you missed me as much as I missed you so I thought I'd meet you halfway," said Eggsy, opening the glass door to the cool night beyond.
Roxy gave the bottle of champagne a look, "Chatted up the bartenders again, huh?"
Eggsy responded with a toothy grin as he popped the cork and poured them a pair of drinks. "Bartenders are always reliable for intel, Rox."
The agents took up spots next to each other at the railing, looking out at the night lights of Budapest as the muffled notes of the piano's melody washed over them.
"Y'know, I've never really taken a liking to this hoity-toity stuff, but this isn't half bad," said Eggsy. Roxy rolled her eyes with a soft smile, he might've come a long way since they joined the Kingsmen, but some of the finer points of high society still alluded him.
"Clair de Lune by Claude Debussy," sighed Lancelot, resting her head on Galahad's shoulder and taking in the closest thing to a perfect night that they've had in a month.
"Claude De-what?!" hissed an exasperated Eggsy, earning him a playful slap on the shoulder.
"Just be quiet Eggs and enjoy it," commanded Roxy.
Eggsy acquiesced, and the two sat in silence, enjoying the view. Eggsy's hand eventually found its way to Roxy's arm, his thumb beginning to rub soft patterns onto her flesh.
Roxy hummed and closed her eyes, shutting out the twinkling lights, letting the warmth of Eggsy and the soft notes of the piano take over. Yes, this was a perfect night, and they even saved the life of one of the world's most influential politician's to boot. Not a bad night at all.
So "Clair De Lune playing in the other room" popped up on my dash on Tumblr and this fic immediately came to mind and I just had to write it down. I've been meaning to start up a series of Reggsy one shots so I figured, why not now? If you have any requests, feel free to leave a comment! I hope y'all like it!