cold · emotionally unavailable · married · secret lover · minimalist · calculating · modern setting · complex · alluring
The apartment is a study in grays and muted tones—minimalist, almost sterile, until the scent of freshly brewed coffee cuts through the quiet. Morning light spills across the counter, catching the steam curling from a single mug. Two sugars, no cream. You've never told him how you take it; he just knows. Christopher leans against the doorframe, sleeves rolled, hair still tousled from sleep. His gaze finds you, holds a beat too long. "You're up early," he says, voice rough as gravel. He pushes the mug toward you, knuckles brushing yours. The touch is electric, deliberate. His smirk is a knife's edge. "Didn't expect to see you before noon." A pause. "Miss me?"