A/N: Because I wanted spy Sourin.
Written for Sourin Week Day 1 Paper Prompt: Crossover AU with Marvel's Agents of SHIELD
I started this and I tried to make it a oneshot but I can't. So it ended up being an ongoing story. Come find me (ice-teal) on Tumblr!
"Target sighted." Rin says quietly into the com. "Male, black hair, athletic build, mid-twenties, can't tell if he's armed."
He's an hour into the operation, looking for the target before Hydra gets to him first. Honestly, he doesn't see the point of putting so many man hours into hunting down one dude who's not even relevant right now, really. Since when were they trying to out-human-resource hydra?
"Yeah yeah, big shot son of a hydra head and all." He mutters to himself, behind his cover newspaper while leaning against a wall.
"I heard that, Rin." Mikoshiba's voice scolds in his ear. "He's young and malleable, and we can goad him onto the right side, or young and dumb, in which case he will be most useful."
"Sometimes, you sound pretty evil, Mikoshiba." Rin remarks, then turns serious when he spots movement out of the corner of his eye. "Target approaching."
The man who was previously facing the street, giving rin mostly a view of his back, turns towards rin, looking slightly irritated. He had just stomped out of the building in a phone call. Rin hurriedly tries to find the most interesting article in the entire paper and skims it, so his act is water tight. Thank god for sunglasses.
"Don't forget to put your glasses up so we can scan him. Otherwise we'd just get a scan of your nasal structure." Mikoshiba reminds him over the com. "That means you have to talk to him, remember?"
"He'd gonna walk right past me." Rin hisses like a ventriloquist.
"Flirt with him, Matsuoka."
"You don't even know if that would work, because he just happens to be one of those people even SHIELD can't find intel on." Rin rolls his eyes.
The line stays silent. Rin studies a few strands of his hair floating in the wind as the tall man approaches. As soon as he's 10 feet away, Rin lets a sheet of newspaper slide out of his grasp, then bats at it like he's trying to catch it, sending it perfectly splayed onto the target's knee. Perfect.
"Oh my god, I'm sorry!" Rin flails at the frowning (slightly intimidating) figure, tucking the remaining papers under his arm to reach for the loose one attacking the other man.
The target – Sousuke Yamazaki – pulls the newspaper off of his pants and doesn't hand it back.
Rin pushes his shades up onto his head, folding back his bangs with it. "Erm, well, I mean I guess I wasn't reading that page anyways, if you wanted to keep it…"
The silence is a bit uncomfortable. He looks up to see turquoise eyes frozen on his face. "What, do I know you?"
"No." Replies tall, dark, and handsome in a deliciously deep voice. "Have you been… following me?"
"What?" He says dumbly. What?! He can't have noticed. Neither of them has really moved the entire time Rin's been aware of his presence. Mikoshiba is probably thinking the same thing, and says, "He's probably just got good instincts. You know we can sniff out our kind like a hound. You're probably giving off a professional vibe, you know what I mean?"
Rin almost nods. But he doesn't, because that would be bad. Right. Less professional. Yamazaki is already tensing at his long pause.
Praying to the gay gods, he stammers, "S-sorry I just… um. You're really cute?" And it's not even an act, but Mikoshiba will never know.
The taller male looks momentarily confused, then does a bit of a double take. Hah. He probably didn't expect to be hit on in the middle of the work day on a sidewalk.
"Scan's done, he's lightly armed, and has some tech. Probably actually just came out for some air, I don't think he's going anywhere or being monitored." Mikoshiba informs.
"Oh my goooosh he IS cute!" Another voice chimes in from the background. Who let Kisumi into the control room?!
"Oh." The target says. "So you were pretending to read the paper?"
Rin gives him an offended face. "No, I was reading a very interesting article about swimming but then you rudely stepped your attractive self out of the building and distracted me."
"Oh my Jesus you're making Rin flirt with him?!" Kisumi's giggling floats through again, and Mikoshiba hushes him.
Just as Rin thinks he over played it, and he's going to die getting shot in the face while staring into Tahiti-beach-ocean-colored eyes, there's a tiny upward tilt of the lips and McGorgeous is saying, "Well, my bad then, Mr….?"
"You can call me Rin." Because for some reason he doesn't feel like giving him a fake name, and a real last name would be asking to get shot by Hydra while getting coffee tomorrow. He adds weakly, "Or, just. Call me."
Oh god. Someone shoot him. Kisumi is laughing very loudly again.
"I'm… Sousuke," Sousuke says, clearly very amused. "You know it's like 1 o'clock, and we're practically on Wall Street right?"
"Yeah actually. That's your fault. You could show up at a more convenient time and location for me to flirt with you." Rin sniffs indignantly.
Sousuke actually snorts, and Rin's pretty sure Kisumi is watching his vitals spike and eating popcorn. "Are you asking me to come back another time?"
Rin shrugs. "You could. Or we could just run away together right now."
Sousuke sighs, glancing back to where he had stood, talking on the phone. "I wish." He groans huskily.
Rin grins at him wildly, and with a rush of adrenaline, grabs Sousuke's right hand (to make it harder for him to shoot Rin for invading his space) and runs. "Come on, Sousuke. Carpe diem!"
The taller male makes an unmanly yelping sound and allows himself to be yanked along, putting up just enough struggle to have Rin laughing and tugging at him the whole way down the block.
"Are you having fun, Agent Matsuoka?" Mikoshiba asks dryly.
"Come on, come on!" Rin pants breathlessly through his grins, dashing down the streets with Sousuke on his heels. He's floating on the rush of pulling a stunt like that, because Sousuke could figure it out any second. He doesn't think about what comes after. His only job is to get the target into the SHIELD vehicle, and he focuses on planning that out to a T.
They round the corner, and there it is. Rin's got it all figure out. He stops abruptly, causing Sousuke to almost crash into him.
"Sorry, Sorry." Both of them apologise, laughing and panting.
Rin yanks the door open and motions for Sousuke to climb in the black Land Rover. Sousuke looks at him and quirks an eyebrow, probably unwilling to get into an unknown car.
"What?" Rin asks and looks inside. "It's just my chauffeur. Rei, you won't tell anyone, right? Especially not my dad."
Rei nods and pushes up his glasses, recognising what Rin is trying to play. "Of course, Young Master."
Sousuke seems to buy it, since he climbs in. Or maybe he just thinks he can take both of them. Rin smiles toothily and follows him, then the door automatically slides shut with a resounding click.
"So, what are you? Like a rich spoiled kid running away from home for an afternoon to be rebellious?" Sousuke asks.
Rin smiles crookedly, and bats his eyes. "Something like that. Is that not your thing?"
Sousuke stares at his face for a few seconds. "Fuck," He climbs over the middle seat and gets disorientingly close, and practically breathes into Rin mouth, "You are definitely my thing."
"Seatbelts…" Rei reminds distantly.
"Seatbelts are for the weak, Rei."
Rei sighs fondly, perfectly in character because he basically is that character. "Spoiled brat."
The line is thankfully silent in his ear. Kisumi is either holding his breath or has been kicked out of the room. Rin reaches up and trails his fingers up Sousuke's clothed chest, shivering when he feels the sharp definition of muscles beneath. Sousuke lets out a sharp breath, and wraps both his hands lightly under Rin's jaws. Except his hands are so fucking huge that it almost goes all the way around Rin's neck from his chin to the base of his skull. The vulnerable position is both terrifying and electrifying. He's sure Sousuke can feel his skin heating up, and his speeding pulse on his jugular. Good. That's in character. That'll sell.
Sousuke finally lets out a soft growl and leans in to kiss Rin, fierce and hungry, pressing Rin's head right against the seat. Rin barely stops himself from loosing a needy whine into the bigger man's mouth, but it comes out as a choked moan. Sousuke seems to approve, and shoves a hot tongue into Rin's mouth. Rin groans and devours it hungrily.
He's sure Rei is extremely uncomfortable, but jesus is this hot. He also hopes they aren't going to leave him hanging and actually have sex in the SHIELD car with 5 different people watching and listening. He didn't expect Sousuke to suddenly freeze, then crumple onto him, out cold.
"What the-" He spin around, and Haru waves at him, crouched in all black behind their seats.
"Dendrotoxin." Haru explains helpfully as he pulls the heavy body off of Rin.
Rin gapes.
"Why didn't anyone tell me this was part of the plan?" Rin demanded, resisting the urge to pull Sousuke back and claim his property. That would be silly.
"Vitals look good." Haru reports into the com calmly, checking a creepily frozen Sousuke.
"Good job, guys." Mikoshiba finally comes back on.
"Oh my god, you were silent because you didn't want me to know you were gonna ice him."
"Well, if I told you, you wouldn't have done your job so well."
"I also wouldn't be able to say that someone's gotten shot with an icer while making out with me. How am I gonna pick up boys now?" Rin complains.
"Well, hopefully, you'll be seeing a lot more of that boy, if things go to plan A."
"What's Plan A?" Rin asks curiously.
"That's classified."
A/N: Wait what's that down ther-
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