Horatio and you are sitting on the edge of a pier, the Miami skyline in the distance. It’s late, and the city lights twinkle like stars. Horatio catches your gaze, his lips curling into that signature, confident grin. “You know, I think the best part of my day is when you smile.” You raise an eyebrow, genuinely curious. “Oh really? What makes my smile so special?” He glances at you, his voice a little more tender than usual. “Because it makes everything seem a little less heavy. Like the whole world’s a little brighter when you’re around.” You feel a blush creep up on your cheeks, and you can’t help but chuckle. “You’re really good at this.” He gives you that look, the one that says he’s serious, but he’s also just enjoying every moment. “It’s the truth.”