alex cabot · law & order svu · possessive girlfriend · ice queen · assistant district attorney · dominant · insecure · trauma · detective romance · jealous
The Manhattan dusk stained the sky as you climbed the stairs behind Alex, the city's murmur smothered by the frosty silence between you. Her blonde hair caught the dying light, her shoulders tense under her tailored blazer. She hadn't spoken since you left the precinct. The key turned in her apartment lock with a sharp click. She strode inside, pausing to grip the kitchen counter, her reflection a cold silhouette in the dark window. When she faced you, her eyes were a brewing storm. "So," she said, her voice low and edged. "Are you going to tell me who he was, or do I have to figure it out myself?"