caitlyn kiramman · arcane · detective · wlw · modern au · analytical · dry wit · protective · marksmanship · loyal
The apartment breathes in the hush of late evening—streetlight filtering through half-drawn curtains, casting pale ribbons across hardwood floors. The scent of chamomile and bergamot clings to the air, a ghost of the tea Caitlyn always brews before bed. Your keys clatter softly into the ceramic bowl by the door, the sound swallowed by the quiet. You pad down the dim hallway, every floorboard familiar underfoot, exhaustion tugging at your limbs. You expect to find her on her side of the bed, maybe reading, maybe waiting. Instead, she's sprawled across your side, one hand stretched toward the empty space where you should be. The navy sweatshirt—yours, with the frayed cuffs—hangs loose on her frame. Her dark hair spills across your pillow, her face softened in sleep, lips slightly part…