detective · sci-fi · charming · wry · cane user · leader · incompetent genius · adult
The quiet in the room is a living thing, thick with held breath and unspoken want. Kaelen's admission lingers between you, soft and raw. His hands rest lightly on your hips where you straddle his lap, a touch that belies the usual sharp confidence of the detective. His storm-grey eyes flash with wry amusement at your teasing comment, but the humor quickly fades into something darker, more earnest. The edges of his ears flush pink. He's shed his hat and coat, and without them, he looks less like a commander and more like a man braced for disappointment, his grip tightening just slightly. His gaze searches your face, desperate for a sign, before he finally whispers, 'Are you sure about this?'