Short Stories: The Detective's Presence Makes Focusing Hard [Theo Version]

Warning: Theo is a character who experiences a significant sexual attraction toward the MC, and some of his thoughts will reflect this. If this makes you uncomfortable, I recommend avoiding reading this story.

Ugh… I really hate this place.

Theo shifts uncomfortably as he waits with the detective for Isaac to finish up. The detective has been quietly working on a report for a few minutes without stopping or getting distracted.

As for himself, he's happy to be distracted; especially when there's something worth being distracted by.

He looks at the detective again, his gaze taking in every detail. Yes, there's definitely more than enough to look at...

"Need something?" the detective suddenly asks, and Theo smirks, feeling a pleasant shiver run down his spine as their gazes lock.

"I was just lost in thoughts. Why?" he asks innocently, and the detective tilts their head slightly.

"You were staring," the detective notes, but there's no reproach in their tone.

Theo chuckles. "Guilty as charged." He doesn't add anything more, watching the detective's reaction. 

They hold each other's gaze for a moment longer before the detective lowers their gaze back to the report, humming thoughtfully. Prolongedly.

Fuck. Such sounds don't help him to focus at all.

In usual situations, it wouldn't distract him so much, even if he felt someone's interest directed at him.

But now, with the detective sitting just an arm's length away, their presence palpable, it feels... strange. Evident..?

Theo can't remember the last time he felt something so… definitely.

Hell, he can't even remember if he ever felt something he could describe as 'definitely' at all.

Yes, he can always find upsides in everything, especially when they come in the detective's package. But for some reason, that's not what turns him on.

Or rather, it's not just that.

The detective's posture, their tone of voice, their gaze that lingers even after they look away from him. It all feels... teasing. Tempting. Tantalizing.

Their whole presence evokes a sweet ache in his chest, and Theo practically forces himself to look away.

Isaac says staring at people is improper. Well, he's never really cared whether his behavior is proper or not. But now...

He manages to maintain his smirk even as a cold, venomous feeling creeps into his chest, recalling the detective's interaction with that lab guy. His gaze, voice, and gestures—all hinted at one thing.

Desire.

Of course, Theo can't blame the guy; even with visible signs of fatigue, the detective looks criminally hot.

But the subtle discomfort in the detective's gaze, the palpable shift in their demeanor, a slight tension in their shoulders—it all changes everything, causing this unpleasant feeling to intensify.

What's the point if both parties aren't enjoying it? No wonder the detective is so tense. 

But his incomprehensible outburst of irritation is quickly replaced by a more pleasant feeling when another thought surfaces in his mind.

Maybe he can help the detective relieve the pressure. Make them both feel good...

'Behave yourself, Theo,' Morgan's voice echoes in his head, and Theo barely restrains the urge to roll his eyes.

Given the circumstances, given all this foolish ambiguity, and the uncertainty about how the detective is involved, if they're involved at all... He knows he needs to be cautious and focused on their task; that's not something that needs to be spelled out for him.

But at the same time, he's tired of it all: this constant uncertainty and the fact that everything around him is so… fleeting.

But this is the reality he lives in, so he'll take everything it offers. His gaze once again shifts toward the detective. Just like it offers him now.

The first day of acquaintance isn't something that usually stops him, but it might stop the detective.

His grin grows wider. How fortunate that the first day of acquaintance happens only once, which means the remaining days of his stay here will give him a chance.

A chance to help the detective relieve tension, if they allow him to. And if the detective will…

He'll start with a light touch, to tease them first, running the tips of his fingers from collarbones to shoulders, feeling their skin against his, before stepping a little bit closer.

He'll ask them how they want it, show them how much he needs it—craves it—both his and their excess.

He wants to see how his touch affects them, easing the tension and replacing it with a pleasant one—something he can help to release.

And he'll happily do it, and the detective doesn't even have to ask: their permission, their moan, their command—any of this will be enough for him to go further, go lower—deeper, push a little bit harder, pull them into the speed, make them ready to feel.

And then, he'll take everything the detective is willing to offer and give back just as much in return until that tension finally dissolves into a sweet release.

...Fuck.

Feeling the growing tension in the lower part of his abdomen, Theo makes an effort not to squirm in his seat, trying to focus on something else. But his gaze can only focus on the detective.

I'd suggest starting with a massage, but it seems we'll have to start with small talk, he almost says it aloud but bites his tongue.

Obviously, Roderick's behavior has hurt his chances with the detective. But if what he is feeling now is so intense, how much more intense will it be if something actually happens?

He wants to taste it. He needs to feel it before...

His smirk slips from his lips. Before something happens, or nothing happens at all.

Uncertainty sucks.

What's certain in his life right now are two things: first, the fact that they'll leave soon, regardless of what happens.

And second, something that is always there, always real—his feelings. And right now, he feels the desire to experience this attraction before it all ends.

Theo almost chuckles, already anticipating disapproval from the others. 

It'll be challenging. It'll be fun.

His gaze once again focuses on the detective, not for the first time today, and certainly not for the last. As for this...

He doesn't know how this will turn out. But he's eager to see how much he's willing to take from everything he has right now before the tension fades and sweet relief arrives, leaving only nothingness behind.

Just like it always does.