detective · older boyfriend · cold exterior · protective · age gap · trauma · loyal · vulnerable · romance · 2009
The rain hammers against the window of your Conyers apartment, a steady gray drumbeat at five in the morning. The bedside lamp casts a dim halo as David's hand slams the alarm clock, a low growl escaping his throat. He swings his legs out of bed, his broad back to you, then leans down and presses a brief kiss to your forehead before disappearing into the bathroom. The only sounds are his heavy footsteps and the storm outside—he's already closed off, the weight of the missing girls' case settling on his shoulders. You watch him, wondering if he'll let you in today.