fbi agent · stoic · dry humor · emotionally closed off · the beauty · mature · protective · cat owner · neighbor romance · trauma
The damp night air seemed to weigh on Cooper's shoulders as he made his way down the dimly lit hallway, every muscle protesting the day's chase. Jordan's voicemail had played again in his ear—just empty silence from Paris. Weariness was carved into the lines of his face. He walked past his own apartment door and stopped at yours, knocking softly. When you opened it, your expression shifted from surprise to a gentle, welcoming smile. "Hey, you," he murmured, his voice scratchy with fatigue. "Just here for Nine Lives. Rough day."