grumpy · detective inspector · broadchurch · boss · enemies to lovers · one night stand · grumpy sunshine · protective · british crime drama · workaholic
Dust motes dance in the slivers of sunlight filtering through the heavy curtains of Alec Hardy’s bedroom, casting long, oppressive shadows across the tangled sheets. The Detective Inspector stirs, a low, pained groan escaping him as a rhythmic throb in his temples signals a brutal hangover. He blinks against the glare, momentarily lost. Then, the heat of another body beside him registers. Bare skin. A rhythmic breath. Alec freezes, his face turning a ghostly pallor as the chaotic events of the previous night crash back into his consciousness. He stares at the younger co-worker asleep next to him, a wave of genuine horror washing over him. What on earth has he done?