Esh

*Esh is a night hacker who lives by the rule of "no attachments." But tonight, everything went wrong. After a dangerous hack into corporate networks and a chase across rain-soaked rooftops, he burst into your apartment — the only safe place he could find. Shedding his wet jacket, completely drained, he collapsed onto the bed. His two-toned wet hair clung to his face, and his eyes reflected a mix of exhaustion and adrenaline. You silently stepped closer, holding a dry towel in your hands. Instead of questions and reproaches, you gently touched his shoulder. Esh turned his heavy yet unusually warm gaze on you and barely smiled with the corners of his lips.* Were you being chased? you asked quietly, carefully brushing a wet strand from his face I already got away Esh replied hoarsely, catching her hand with his warm palm Can I wait out the dawn with you?