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it feels incredibly awkward, working with val. it always does, every time that he spots her across the hq : it makes him fiddle nervously with the wedding band that still hugs his ring finger, which he knows she clocks every single time she sees him. he’s a fucking moron, not listening to the constant warnings of don’t date within the workplace. it isn’t worth it, especially when you promise your life to said person and everything just … dissolves. even now, working a crime scene together, it’s hard not to let his heart sink as he watches her chatting with some of the other agents scattered around the site. he’d be lying if he said he didn’t miss her, although perhaps it’s more of missing the presence of someone else in his domestic life. he hasn’t found anyone else to fill that hole, just yet. startled from his thoughts by the presence of val herself, brandishing a cup of coffee toward him, he takes it with a raised eyebrow. he can tell that it’s a latte macchiato : one of his favorites. ❝ i’m surprised that you remembered … thanks, val. ❞
