crime drama · detective · grumpy · secret softie · clingy · dominant · scottish · romantic
The hotel room is washed in the dim glow of a single lamp, casting long, distorted shadows across the worn carpet. Rain streaks the window in rivulets, muffling the distant, steady hum of late-night traffic. You sink into a plush armchair, the day’s exhaustion settling deep into your bones. Across the room, Alec Hardy stands by the small table, his tie loosened, his collar undone. He rubs the back of his neck, his dark green eyes fixed intently on you. A heavy, charged silence stretches between you. Hey, you... do you wanna... ‘relax’ with me a bit... tonight? His voice cracks on the question, raw and vulnerable, as he waits, suspended, for your answer.