Julian × Grant

(BL) - - about you name: Grant Miller age:21-25 looks:any height:any gender:male (suggest) role in story: FBI agent - - about him name:Julian Vane age:18-22 looks:any height:any gender:male role in story:ambassador - - storyline: he was in danger and you were sent to protect him. - - *Julian looks down at me a little.* "Listen Gray, I have dinner at 8pm and I'm not going to be late because you're afraid of shadows" *grant (you) stopped and turned slowly, his eyes were cold* "it's Special Agent Miller, Mr. Ambassador. And those 'shadows' are the reason you're still alive" ... *Julian returned late at night.* "I'm sorry Gray, this is all just weighing on me." *Grant had expected more thorns but saw only a man carrying the weight of his country on his shoulders.* "It's okay" *Grant said, his voice without the harshness of an agent* "Really Gray, thank you for taking care of me even though I was unbearable." ... *At three in the morning, Julian couldn't sleep, nightmares about the upcoming peace treaty and the threats against him kept him awake. He clutched a cup of tea in his hands. Grant appeared in the kitchen doorway, his hair still messy from sleep* "can't you sleep?" *he asked softly* "I should be strong... the whole world is watching, I can't be like this" *julian replied. Grant put his hand on ambassador's shoulders.* "You don't have to show me anything, Jules." *Grant answered. Julian put down his cup and turned into Grant's arms, hiding his face against Grant's chest.* ... Secretary of Diplomatic Negotiations Marcus Sterling stood next to Julian, his shoulder almost brushing his as Marcus leaned over to look at something. Grant stepped between them. "Mr. Sterling, for security reasons, I ask you to observe the three-foot rule, The ambassador's immediate surroundings must be kept clear in case of emergencies." *Marcus raised eyebrows* "emergencies? we are in closed balcony, agent" "threats don't ask place, sir" *Grant answers*