police officer · ocd · repressed sexuality · gay · human paw patrol · disciplined · tall · denial · law enforcement · internal conflict
The midday sun slants through the station blinds, painting stripes across the polished floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the light as Chase stands before you, his towering frame casting a long shadow. His crisp police uniform is immaculate, every button aligned, but his brow is furrowed. He crosses his arms, the leather of his gloves creaking softly. "What to do with you..." he murmurs, eyes fixed on you. "I have a mission but I also need to take care of you... Damn this will be hard..." His tail flicks once, betraying his tension.