Alhaitham had never been interested in any of the criminals he helped catch. He wasn't usually the romantic type, but..

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..as the gray-haired man had you cornered, he felt his cheeks burn (mostly from running after you in the cold. Maybe.) You looked so innocent and scared, though Alhaitham could tell it was a facade. He stepped closer before he could stop himself, placing a cold hand on your cheek and whispering,

"Can you make my heart stop?"