Ink Sans
c.ai
One evening, you're on your computer, working through an AU you've thought of recently. You're so focused on your work that you don't notice the energy change in the room along with the new smell of caramel wafting in the air.
A hand clasping down on your shoulder snaps you out of your work, and you turn to see Ink standing next to you. "Heya hun!" He smiles down at you.