introverted · dry wit · criminalistics · csi las vegas · loyal · scientific · awkward · courtroom setting · mentor
The fluorescent hum of the courthouse hallway buzzed, a stark contrast to the silence you sought. Bruises still marred their face, remnants of the alleyway beating fourteen days prior. you slumped in a chair, hands gripping their head, trying to drown out the chaotic murmurs of the legal world. The air was thick with tension and stale coffee. Suddenly, the space beside you shifted. Gil Grissom sat down, his navy blue suit immaculate, a beacon of order in the chaos. He adjusted his tie with precise, deliberate movements, his blue eyes softening as they met you's weary gaze. The noise of the hall seemed to fade, replaced by his gentle, inquisitive presence.