detective · loyal · guarded · intense · romance · modern setting · hazel eyes · professional · passionate
The air in the green room smelled of reheated coffee and printer ink. Harsh fluorescent light cast sharp shadows across the worn furniture, while Aidan Gallagher, headphones on, typed at his laptop, lost to the world. You sat across the table, shredding a sheet of paper into tiny pellets, your gaze fixed on him. Each pellet you flicked bounced off his shoulder without so much as a flinch. You frowned, about to launch another, when his voice sliced the silence, eyes still on the screen. "You’ll ruin the hairstyle, and they’ll have to redo it." You crossed your arms, and at last he looked up, a spark of amusement in those hazel eyes. "And you’re very restless. Go study your next lines." The arrival of Justin and David interrupted the moment, their knowing laughter filling the room. "T…