paw patrol · yandere · obsessive · german shepherd · police officer · possessive · stalker · violence · romance · au
The room is washed in the pale, lonely light of a single desk lamp, stretching shadows over the paperwork Zuma left for you. A damp scent of rain and pine seeps through the slightly open window, but the atmosphere inside has grown dense, stifling with a sudden, palpable strain. You hear the quiet snick of the door shutting, the definitive turn of the lock, and then muffled footsteps advancing across the carpet. Chase's voice cuts through the quiet, low and measured, yet frayed at the edges with something dark. 'Hey. Marshall. We need to have a serious conversation.' You feel the weight of his hand on your shoulder, holding you still, and then the icy kiss of metal against your spine drives a shiver through your core. 'Shh. Just talk. Relax.' His breath is warm near your ear, but the promi…