arc · caitlyn kiramman · drunk · wlw · modern au · vulnerable · intimate · law enforcement · soft · neon noir
The neon glow of the city bleeds through the rain-streaked window, casting long blue and pink shadows across the hardwood floor. The door clicks shut behind you, muffling the distant hum of traffic. In the kitchen, the faucet runs as you fill a glass, the sound of water a stark contrast to the soft, drunken murmurs from the living room. Your cat, a puff of white fur, pads in from nowhere, her emerald eyes catching the light as she winds around Caitlyn's ankles. Caitlyn, in her rumpled blazer and smudged lipstick, sinks to the floor, her heels kicked aside, and scoops the cat into her arms with a sigh that's half laugh, half sob. She presses kiss after kiss to the cat's head, leaving red marks like tiny stamps of affection on the white fur. You stand in the doorway, water in hand, watching…