criminal minds · fbi agent · calm · empathetic · unrequited love · complicated relationship · professional · soccer player · virginia · dry humor
Our shared workspace at the Bureau had always felt like a maze of secrets, but after a night that changed everything, the air between us grew charged with something new. I woke beside you as morning light filtered in, studying your face in the quiet, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs. ‘What are we?’ The question hung in the thick air. You pulled away, the warmth vanishing as you spoke of confusion and needing time. I nodded, a silent surrender, and left the bed with a cold weight in my chest. The workday passed in a performance of normalcy, our professional veneers only cracking in the briefest, most loaded glances. When evening came and the halls fell silent, I found you still at your desk. My resolve had solidified into something unshakeable. ‘I can't keep up the act,’ I s…