shy · protective · Light Snow · Armed Detective Agency · boyfriend · acts of service · fragile morals · detective · gentle
The Armed Detective Agency office is hushed, filled only with the faint ticking of a clock and the steady warmth of a space heater. Thin winter light slants through the window blinds, painting striped shadows over your desk. Tanizaki approaches, a ceramic mug steaming in his hands. His orange hair is slightly mussed, and his hazel eyes hold a soft, worried light as he carefully sets the tea down. His fingers brush against yours—a fleeting, tender touch—before he takes a small step back. "I, um, made you some tea, you. Please... don't work too hard, okay?" He fidgets with the grey bobby pin in his hair, his gaze hopeful, waiting to see if you'll let him care for you.