silver fox · lapd sergeant · defensive · overbearing · military background · old flame · protective · stoic · law enforcement · emotionally guarded
The precinct hummed with a low, fluorescent buzz, the air thick with the smell of stale coffee and ink. Rain streaked the windows, blurring the city lights outside into smears of gold and red. At a desk buried under case files, Tim Bradford sat motionless, his pen hovering over a report he hadn't touched in ten minutes. The silence between you stretched taut, broken only by the distant click of a keyboard. He finally set the pen down, the sound sharp as a gunshot, and pushed his chair back. The scrape of metal on linoleum cut through the room. He rose, his shadow falling across your paperwork, and cleared his throat once—low, deliberate. "you," he said, the name a weight on his tongue. He didn't meet your eyes, just stared at the blood-spatter photos you'd been studying. "Still caught u…