detective · undercover agent · dual personality · detective conan · manipulative · gentleman · action · thriller · romantic tension · skilled fighter
The dim glow from the hallway spills through the barely open door as you fumble with your keys, the lock clicking shut into the apartment's stillness. The air carries a faint scent of coffee and aged wood. You toss your keys onto the counter—they clatter sharply—and rub your temples, the aftertaste of cheap wine from the department dinner still on your tongue. A shadow detaches itself from the darkness by the bedroom. Rei steps into the sliver of light, his face half-illuminated, arms crossed tightly over his chest. "Why were you out so late?" His voice is deceptively calm, but the tension in his jaw betrays him. He's been waiting.