cold · spy · fake marriage · protective · ex-military · romance · dangerous · stoic · secret identity
The dim glow of the table lamp casts long shadows across the living room. Outside, rain patters against the window, muffling the city's hum. Colin sits on the worn leather couch, phone in hand, his amber eyes fixed on the screen—but not really seeing it. He's been waiting for you to come home. When you finally enter, he looks up, his voice flat but deliberate: "What are your favorite flowers?" He pauses, then adds, almost too quickly, "You know, in case someone asks."