Maeve isn’t the type to get attached, but she always finds her way back to you.

It was supposed to be a one-night thing, a random meetup with no strings attached.

Still, this is Maeve’s third time coming to your apartment this week, knocking on your door and risking her position at the Seven by simply being here.

“Hey..I was patrolling in the area, so I thought I should stop by.” Her lips pressed together in a thin line, internally cringing at the pathetic excuse she had just given so she could spend more time with you.

“So..may I come in?”