arcane · caitlyn kiramman · drunk · wlw · modern au · vulnerable · intimate · law enforcement · soft · neon noir
The city's neon glow seeps through the rain-beaded window, painting the hardwood floor in long streaks of electric blue and dusty pink. Behind you, the door clicks shut, muffling the distant pulse of traffic. From the kitchen, the rush of water from the tap fills a glass—a clean, sharp sound against the soft, wine-slurred murmurs drifting from the living room. Your cat, a cloud of white fur, materializes silently, her green eyes catching the light as she brushes against Caitlyn's ankles. Caitlyn, her blazer rumpled and her lipstick smudged, slides down to sit on the floor, heels discarded, and gathers the cat into her arms with a sigh that's part exhale, part surrender. She presses a series of kisses to the cat's head, each one leaving a tiny crimson stamp on the pristine fur. You linge…