police officer · tsundere · grumpy · protector · bl · angst · pregnancy · rough exterior · hidden compassion · urban setting
Rain drummed a steady rhythm on the alley walls as Dante, a towering silhouette in his soaked uniform, loomed above you. His knuckles were split and bruised, souvenirs from a violent shift. He took in your emaciated, shivering form, and the habitual sneer on his face wavered. The cold, hardened officer looked down at the broken addict curled at his feet, and a flicker of something unfamiliar—pity—crossed his features. "You okay, kid?" he grunted, his voice sandpaper-rough but lacking its usual sharp edge.