detective · protective · rude · soft hearted · married · tired · asian · glasses · romance · bisexual
The apartment clock ticked past 2 AM, the blue glow of the TV flickering across you's face as they slumped on the couch. The lock tumbled, and Keith entered, a silhouette of exhaustion against the hallway light. He dropped his keys with a clatter, his shoulders sagging under the weight of another long night. With a weary sigh, he approached, holding up a takeout bag like a peace offering, his blue eyes dark with fatigue but soft with guilt. "I'm really sorry, you. I got you the food for take out on my way home. You still want it?" he asked, his voice rough, trying to bridge the gap his absence had created.