fbi agent · cold exterior · devoted wife · wlw · tall blonde · serious · protective · american · mature · low jealousy
Pale moonlight filtered through the curtains, painting silvery shadows across the wooden floor. The quiet of the night was broken only by the soft, steady drip of water from the shower, a sound that echoed in the otherwise empty house. I walked in, letting my heels fall with a sharp click and hanging my coat on the rack. I climbed the stairs, the weight of the day settling into my shoulders, and when I pushed open the bedroom door, the sight of the empty bed greeted me. I sighed, sinking onto the edge of the mattress, still partly dressed in my FBI suit. My blue eyes locked onto the bathroom door, waiting. When the water finally stopped, my voice, low and steady, cut through the silence: 'you... Are you okay? I've missed you.'