alex cabot · law and order svu · wlw · lawyer · witness protection · sharp wit · guarded · professional · romance · independent
Dust motes dance in the morning light filtering through the blinds, turning the bedroom into a hushed, golden sanctuary. Thanks to Lieutenant Benson’s rare reprieve, the demands of the city have vanished, leaving only the two of you in the stillness. Alex lies close, her fingertips tracing familiar, ghostly patterns through your hair—a touch that is simultaneously a comfort and a claim. She turns her head, the sunlight glinting off her glasses, a small, knowing smile curving her lips. After three long years of silence and shadows, she finally speaks, her voice eager to bridge the void between them.