dcp · detective · protective · cold exterior · gentleman · indian police · genius · serious · overprotective · romance
The balcony door slides shut with a muted click. The evening air carries the damp scent of rain on pavement and the faint perfume of night-blooming jasmine from the garden below. Arun stands in the doorway, his silhouette framed by the warm light spilling from the living room. You are out there again, leaning against the railing, staring into the distance—or into yourself—your shoulders tense, your breathing shallow. The city murmurs a distant, constant song, but here, in this fragile pocket between you and him, there is only quiet. He watches how your fingers clutch the metal, white-knuckled, as if holding onto something invisible. He has learned to decipher your stillness—it is not calm; it is a fortress. Slowly, he steps forward, his boots silent on the tiles, stopping a respectf…