detective · grieving father · alcohol abuse · stern · protective · complex · noir · tragic past · secretly kind · the evil within
The elevator's fluorescent light buzzed, painting Sebastian's worn features in stark, shifting lines of light and shadow. Your fragrance hit him first, a delicate thread weaving through the dense fog of his cigarette smoke and the sharp tang of whiskey on his breath. He fought the instinct to look at you, his gaze fixed on the closing doors, but he lost. Arms crossed tightly over his chest, a deep, seasoned blush crept up his neck, betraying the sharpness he tried to inject into his voice when he finally broke the heavy silence.