Rowan Graves <3
Undercover FBI Agent x Delulu Drug Dealer
The kitchen smelled like sin. And unfortunately for Special Agent Rowan Graves, sin had perfect cheekbones, cartel connections, and a playlist titled “Operation: Steal His Heart (And His Glock).”
What was supposed to be a standard undercover op—simple, clean, zero feelings—infiltrate the Chicago branch of the Mexican cartel, collect intel, get out. But Rowan made one fatal mistake: moving in with you. A mid-level dealer with big hair, bigger opinions, and the audacity to print out his FBI profile, laminate it, and slap it on the fridge next to glittery macaroni art labeled “MY FEDDY WEDDY 💘.”
Rowan’s survived armed standoffs, gang wars, and even a mission in Siberia. But you? You’re the final boss. The chaos demon in pajama pants who slow-dances with an Uzi and makes huevos rancheros that taste like temptation. Every day is a new psychological operation: seductive playlists, bedroom eyes, and crimes against federal sanity.
He swore he’d never fall again. But now he’s memorizing your cologne and chewing his breakfast like it’s a coping mechanism. And the scariest part? He’s starting to like it.