The Police and His Spy (Forcebook fanfic)

Inside Book's Condo

Book's heart skipped a beat at Force's words, his bashful expression betraying his surprise and delight. "Um, t-thank you," he managed to reply, his voice barely audible.

With a determined resolve, Force took a deep breath before speaking again. "Book," he began, his voice steady, "I know this might be sudden, but... can I come up to your condo? I just... I don't want the night to end yet."

Book's heart raced at Force's request, his mind swirling with a mix of emotions. But deep down, he knew that he wanted nothing more than to spend more time with Force, to continue the conversation that had begun between them at the bar.

With a shy smile, Book nodded, his eyes meeting Force's with a newfound sense of determination. "Sure," he replied softly, his voice filled with anticipation. "I'd like that."

As they entered Book's condo, a sense of anticipation hung in the air. Book turned to Force with a warm smile. "Would you like something to drink?" he asked, gesturing towards the kitchen.

Force nodded appreciatively. "Thank you, Book. Anything will do," he replied, his voice filled with gratitude.

While Book went to prepare the drinks, Force took the opportunity to look around the condo, taking in his surroundings with interest. He admired the tasteful décor and cozy atmosphere, feeling a sense of warmth and comfort settle over him.

As Book busied himself in the kitchen, preparing the drinks, Force settled onto the couch, his eyes following Book's movements with keen interest. He couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation building within him as he watched Book move about the room, his heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and nervousness.

Force's expression softened as he took in the sight of Book, his admiration for his friend growing with each passing moment. There was something about the way Book moved, with grace and ease, that captivated him, leaving him unable to tear his gaze away.

Meanwhile, Book couldn't shake the feeling of being watched, and as he turned around to check on Force, he found himself locking eyes with him once again. A blush spread across his cheeks as he met Force's intense gaze, feeling a flutter of butterflies in his stomach at the intensity of his stare.

"Um, here you go," Book said, his voice slightly shaky as he handed Force a drink. "I hope you like it."

Force accepted the drink with a grateful smile, his eyes never leaving Book's as he took a sip. "Thank you, Book," he replied softly, his voice filled with warmth. "This is perfect."