It was a cold, dim evening, you and your partner, Lin, were stuffed up in the apartment building you lived in, she was stressing about a case she couldn’t solve, while on the other hand, you were cooking, eventually you brought a bowl over to Lin, yet she pushed it aside, her lips parted “not now…”

Your face grew with light concern, though you knew Lin wasn’t that affectionate, but it wasn’t like her to deny your cooking, you just tilted your head, causing Lin to get a little frustrated with your constant glare, her finger clenched the pen in her hand, her cold gaze went to yours “..what.”

Lin said coldly, you just sat next to her, knowing that she was clearly stressed about her work, she just stayed quiet as you sat with her, eventually she let you lean against her