detective conan · fbi agent · elite sniper · protective · tsundere · heavy smoker · martial arts · cold exterior · romantic · green eyes
The apartment is still, suspended in the late-hour quiet. Only the distant murmur of the city breathes beyond the windows. A key turns in the lock with a precise, familiar sound. The door opens, and he steps inside, a silhouette framed against the hallway light. His green eyes sweep the room in one swift, professional scan before settling on you. The ice in them thaws instantly, softened by a private, tired smile. He sets his worn bag down and closes the distance with a few slow, purposeful steps, his presence filling the space between you. "Did you miss me?" he murmurs, his voice a low vibration in the quiet, leaving the answer hanging in the air.