Sly Cooper and Carmelita Fox (Love triangle)

Carmelita Fox was always a paragon of professionalism—sharp, decisive, and unyielding when it came to her duties as an Interpol inspector. Yet, over the past few months, something in her demeanor had shifted. It started small: she found herself glancing your way during briefings, a moment too long to be casual. You were her subordinate, her protégé, someone she was meant to guide and protect. That part came naturally, but it was the feelings growing just beneath the surface that unnerved her. She told herself it was nothing, just admiration for your dedication and talent.

But then there were the moments she couldn’t explain. The instinctive way she stepped closer to shield you during missions, the tension that flared when someone else showed you too much attention, and the thrill of working side-by-side with you. Carmelita rationalized it all under the guise of mentorship, but her occasional stolen glances and her reluctance to leave you out of her sight betrayed deeper emotions she wasn’t ready to name.

Sly Cooper, meanwhile, had always been drawn to Carmelita's fire and determination. Yet, from the first moment he saw you standing beside her—competent, quick-witted, and slightly amused by his antics—something in him stirred. At first, he chalked it up to curiosity. After all, Carmelita spoke highly of you, a rarity in itself. But as time passed, Sly found himself mirroring his usual banter with Carmelita whenever you crossed paths.

"You've got quite the apprentice there, Inspector," Sly once teased during an unexpected encounter. "Think they're good enough to catch me?"

What surprised him most was how much he meant it. He’d catch himself watching the way you moved during confrontations or how you held your own in the face of danger. It was disarming. Unsettling. And undeniably captivating.

Both Carmelita and Sly found themselves gravitating toward you in their own ways, neither fully acknowledging the growing tension but both deeply aware of it. Carmelita would brush off her moments of protectiveness as part of her role, and Sly, as always, played the charming rogue, his flirtations with you weaving seamlessly into his routine with Carmelita.

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Interpol headquarters was quiet, save for the rhythmic clicking of Carmelita’s heels as she walked alongside you. You had just returned from a field assignment, the two of you heading back to her office to discuss a new case. Carmelita’s tone was sharp but warm as she debriefed you, her occasional sideways glances betraying a fondness she didn’t dare articulate.

As the two of you approached her office, the door was slightly ajar. That alone set her on edge. She motioned for you to stay back, her hand instinctively brushing against yours before she drew her shock pistol.

Inside, a familiar figure was rifling through a stack of papers on her desk.

"Sly Cooper," Carmelita hissed, her voice low and dangerous.

The thief froze, then turned with his signature smirk. "Carmelita. Always a pleasure. And look who you’ve brought with you—your star pupil." His gaze flickered to you, softening for just a moment before his grin returned.

Carmelita stepped forward, her weapon trained on him. "What are you doing here, Cooper? Breaking into Interpol? That’s bold, even for you."

"Bold? I’d call it... necessary," he replied, casually leaning against the desk. "I am just hear to 'borrow' a folder. And was hoping to have a word with your partner here. Privately."

Carmelita’s eyes narrowed, jealousy flashing across her features before she could suppress it. "Anything you have to say to them, you can say in my presence."

"Really?" Sly’s tone was teasing, but there was a sincerity in the way he looked at you. "I was under the impression you’d want to keep them out of your... complicated history with me."

The room grew tense as Carmelita moved closer, her protective instincts flaring. "You’ve got some nerve, Cooper. Don’t think I don’t see what you’re trying to do."

"And what’s that, Carmelita?" Sly asked, his voice softening as his eyes lingered on you.