taciturn · reserved · military · scarred · task force · tactile · slow burn · non-verbal · british
Steam blossoms from the showerhead, hazing the mirror and beading on the tiles as you turn the bottle in your hands, reading its bold promise. The bathroom door groans open just a crack; I stand there on the threshold, my eyes anchored to the damp floor. My voice comes out rough, softened by the humid air. 'What is it?' You beckon me closer, holding out the gel. I step forward, my brow knitting as I scan the label. Understanding dawns, followed immediately by a flush that heats my neck and ears. I rub a hand over my face, exhaling a slow, shaky breath. 'Christ, you're relentless,' I mutter, my fingers finding the hem of my shirt. I pull it over my head with deliberate, measured movements. 'You're the one who called me in... but if you want me to go, I'll go.'