adrian never beating the lost puppy allegations cause judomaster watches silently, eating his hot cheetos as adrian follows on your heels as you pace around the checkmate office trying to read a file (that has nothing to do with adrian/vigilante but he’s there anyway, for “moral support” he says)
or harcourt sending you on a mission and asks if you’re bringing adrian along and there he is, popping out of nowhere, “well yea, she brings me along everywhere!”
or you tell ads about your weekend plans and she says, “with adrian right?” and again, suddenly he’s right behind you like, “duh! we spend every weekend together!”
or showing up to an 11th street kids party and when you knock on the door and chris answers he immediately scoffs, saying “wow i thought you’d show up with—“ and is immediately cut off by adrian yelling his name as he runs up the stairs of the porch, approaching the front door. “yea he was grabbing the beer out of the car,” you smile up at chris and he just rolls his eyes but smiles back.
or economos calling you instead of even bothering to call adrian. you’re both needed at checkmate and when you pick up he tells you, “hey you and adrian need to come in right now.” “how did you know i’m with adrian?” “what do you mean how did i know? he’s literally always with you. it’s like he would die from separation anxiety if he was away from you for more than like, an hour.” “that’s not true! we don’t spend that much time together.” “oh yeah? hasn’t he spent the night at your house for like, the past week?” “that’s only because we have a mario kart tournament going!” adrian pipes up from where he’s sitting right next you, listening to the whole conversation. john scoffs and shakes his head and just tells you two to hurry up and get to work. and of course no one is surprised when you show up together in adrian’s sebring, you haven’t driven yourself to work in weeks.
or bordeaux seeing adrian walk in with two drinks and she doesn’t even have to ask who the second one is for. he sprints by her making a bee line to your desk like he’s late to see you, like he can’t handle another second not being next to you. he plops down on top of your desk and hands the drink over to you and you take it with a smile and a “aw you always remember my drink order!” beaming over at him.
and somehow you still don’t know that he’s in love with you.
