She laughed, "Wow we're down to nicknames now?" Kiera took the paper and smiled, "I'm Kiera, and you are Cold Face then." He wasn't wrong about her getting in a bit of trouble from assuming things. It happened at least once a week. But it was her curious nature. "Now I don't think your wife and kids would enjoy you hanging out with a new female would they?" She teased him about earlier when he said that he could've been married and had kids. But by the looks of his age he had to be around 17 or 18 and very much a solitary and introverted person. "I'll see you around cold face." And with that she walked into 'her office building' and stayed in there for a bit until she knew that she could leave and hopefully not be followed.
He groaned, "Cold face? You are terribly uncreative and have no imagination." He cringed a little bit at the fact of him having a wife or kids. "Yeah sure, just don't get kidnapped on your way to your actually place we both know this isn't your building." He stepped back and gazed at the building before back at her.
"Bye Assumer." he pretended to walk off and waited till she left the building. knew it.
he ran a hand through his hair. that was certainly interesting encounter, she probably had no idea who he was and it was nice.
He walked back to the base in a surprisingly good mood.
(timeskip to when they meet up again?)
Kiera got off work and left the station, as she walked out onto the sidewalk she pulled out her phone and entered the mystery man's number into her phone and texted him 'Hey im off work, wanna meet up somewhere? Like go get something to eat or drink? BTW its Kiera'. She hit send and waited for a response from him. It felt nice to have somewhat of a friend. Ki hadnt had a friend in a couple years, considering that she graduated early and went to trainin at a young age. And somehow they let a 16 year old work as a cop. An Undercover one at that. She went back into the station and changed into a black sweater and maroon pants with black booties, considering it was getting late and fall had started to approach.
(Short boots, I call them booties. their like ankle high boots)
He pushed the paper off the desk almost cat like motion, before pulling out his phone and hearing it buzz.
'Hey im off work, wanna meet up somewhere? Like go get something to eat or drink? BTW its Kiera'.
interesting, she actually texted him. he shrugged, why not text back.
he hated paper work anyway.
'Hey Ki, you have any place in mind? he hoped that sounded naturalish. He never really texted with anyone outside of work on his on leisure so he just hoped he wasn't too uptight.
He needed to make up a fake name, then again going with his name he doubted the police knew his name, but you could never know.
'Its Dus, by the way.
(i know what they are lol i just thought it was a cute detail)
Ki felt her phone vibrate so she glanced at. She smiled that he actually texted back, and happened to have a name, or a nickname. 'Theres a chill coffee shop that i hang out at before i head home. We could go there? You have a name too!?' she texted him. 'its by the office.' as she texted him she went to the cafe, it had a natural feel to it. The sign on the outside read Braxton Coffee and it was a lowkey spot. A good spot to hangout…and get info. She grabbed a seat towards the back and fiddled with her vape pen, something that she didn't bring out a lot. But she needed to release some stress. She took a couple puffs before putting away. Ha, not easy to sneak stuff like that back into the house with aunt and uncle.
A chill coffee shop? interesting.
he rolled his eyes at the mention of him having a real name..
'Of course I have a name too, I'm already regretting sharing it with you.' He texted back. surue it was cold and maybe a bit harsh but she would just have to deal with it.
He shoved his hands in his pockets, grabbing a coat that you usually wouldn't find a teen wearkng, it definitely made him look older and more dad like. it was just a simply tan trenchcoat he wore to business.
Again he has never done outings at his pleasure, its always business and gang supplies.
He glanced around until he saw the coffee shop, he had his hair down around this time. He walked into the store and saw her, walked over to her and sat in the both across from her.
She smiled at him as he sat down, ignoring his cold text. "First time i haven't been stood up in a while." Ki looked at his hair, amazed at its length. Most men had cut their hair short, but for some reason it suited him. "Anything in specific you'd like to eat or drink?" She asked him, being nice. Hopefully that could be her key into his life.
"Well then, they dont know what they are missing.." He commented adding onto her comment. he had slipped into a half suit but without the topcoat just undershirt and vest. Kinda like in his looks photo. He turned to stare at her, realizing she was looking at him.
"You find something interesting?" he asked her with a brow raised before she asked her question, he just shrugged.
"I havent been here, what do you suggest?"
"Depends on what you like. Personally I go for vanilla lattes, or iced mochas. They have good scones and muffins too" She said, pulling out her pen and giving it a few puffs. "Sorry for staring, just i really like your hair." Ki got nervous, her thumb rubbing her pen. She had to stop staring at him, he looked very attractive at this moment. Kiera put her hair up in a pony. "So word is that theres been a leak about a gang. One of the most elusive ones in town. I just pray you arent caught up with them. Their pretty serious about things."
"I may just get something more simple." he turned and saw her take a few puffs from her pen. "well that's a bit of surprise, i didn't expect you to pull out a vape pen. You know that send metal into your lungs right?" he sighed, turning to look at the counter before looking back at her. he seemed to fluster up a bit, "if you want, i have been told my hair is very soft…" he's basically saying you can feel his hair. He cleared his throat at mention of gang.
"oh? Well i didn't know you cared so much about my safety."
"You don't know a lot about me anyways." She sighed. Kiera looked at the man, tempted to feel his hair but left it alone. "Got to be concerned about safety. Everyones safety." Ki put her pen away and looked down at the table. "Anyways what would you like, its on me."
"I have a feeling that may change," he commented casually, actually kinda upset although he should be glad she didn't feel his hair. He didn't get that.
"You don't got to do nothing, you just care too much for someone you barely know and strangers." He looked at a menu, just pretend they have a menu lol.
This butt thought she was basically saying he couldn't pay for his own food so he huffed.
"I can pay, I'll just pay for the both of this." Casual flex.
"I'm being nice." She huffed, "I want to. If I'm selfless it may help with my future career." Kiera took her eyes off the table and looked at him. She thought to herself, 'hes more emotionless than i thought.' She spoke up, "You don't have to push me away. Although I get it if you want to." She kept her gaze on him, something felt wrong.
"I suppose it might," He needed to relax, he was still suck in business mode. He was slowly building a lesiure mode, but it was looking all too familar to buisness mode, he was debating asking how to relax.
"Push you away? who said i was pushing you away?" He like generally confused at her, noticing how she was staring at him. was it the hair again? no, she would be looking at his hair and looked as if she was trying to stare into his soul even though he was sure she was just trying to get to the gang. he debated asking her, and just did it anyway.
"do you, know who i am?" he asked, a bit nervous though he didnt know why.
"No one said you were. I know when i am being pushed away." She stated, "Its a well know feeling." Kiera felt awkward now, she didn't know what to talk about with him. So she dropped her stare and began to play with the hem of her sweater. "No i don't. The only thing I know about you is you said your name was Dus, which i think is short for Dustin. I could be wrong though." Kiera said, feeling nervous. She definitely blew her cover. 'Just pray that he doesnt know' she told herself.
"Oh i know the feeling way too well, just so you know Im not pushing you away i just…." he sighed. "I dont know how to relax…" he seemed a bit hesitant to admit that he didnt know how to relax. He seemed a bit shocked when she said so but then smiled just a litttle bit, She could be lying, but somehow i dont think she is. He dropped it after a while.
"Your not wrong, for once. I think i might just get a black coffee with a scone." He decided setting the menu down on the table and looking at her, even his resting face was a piercing gaze.
"Alright. Im going to skip out on getting something." Kiera said as she looked at her phone. She might be yelled at when she gets home. But oh well. It was worth it. "Being relaxed will come with time. It will take a bit but you'll be able to some time." She was hopeful about this. Ki looked back at him, all of his features coming together. "I'm sorry…for being so…nosy i guess? Its just my nature of being curious. Sorry if i made you feel on edge." She felt like she needed to apologize. Kiera felt anxious, almost like she was about to explode with questions. But she reeled that in. She focused on his hair again, for some reason, it comforted her.
"Seriously? You know what, im buying you a scone and your going to eat it at the very least take it home." he huffed out, he did just that, ordered two scones and a black coffee.
He then looked back to her.
"Yeah well it will probably come within about a year for me, I barely have time to relax. I barely do things at my lesiure." he sighed at her apology. "Meh its fine i guess, i dont usually have someone that wants to learn about stuff about me even if its just gathering information or profiling someone. im usually always on edge." He noticed her staring at his hair, and smirked just a tad.
"You sure you dont want to feel it? you sure like staring at it a lot."
She blushed when he mentioned feeling his hair, "No…I'm sure." There was something about him that comforted her. Her anxiety kicked in, and that made her lose her appetite, "Thanks for the scone, I'll take it home though." Kiera was very tempted to touch his hair, but she didn't. She respected personal space. "Thanks for walking me out of the dark side of the city. Really appreciate it." She looked at him, his face this time, trying to not stare at his hair.
He noticed her blush, it colored her cheeks rather beautifully he noticed. He blushed a little bit at the thought but immediately suppressed it. "If you say so." He turned to look to see if they had called his name yet and his hair brushed against her face momentarily, it was actually pretty soft.
He turned back to face her. "You dont need to thank me but your welcome anyway." He stared at her, back a his normal mostly emotionless expression.
"Yeah well i didnt want you to get mugged, stabbed or kidnapped. You never know what could happen if you dont have the proper defense." he dropped a slight hint about that he heard her, but he dindt know if she would catch then.
