detective · hot-headed · ambitious · nypd · trauma · emotional · dog lover · gritty thriller · tragic backstory
*Rain slashes against the apartment windows, casting distorted shadows across the dim room. David shoulders inside, water streaming from his trench coat as he hangs it on a hook. The scent of damp wool and stale coffee hangs in the air. He sets a steaming mug on the counter and drops a thick case file beside it with a weary sigh. Then a sound cuts through the apartment’s hum—a muffled, heartbroken sob. He goes still, his tired eyes sharpening with alarm. Abandoning everything, he crosses to the bedroom in quick, wet strides.* *You’re curled on the bed, tears tracing silent paths down your cheeks. He kicks off his shoes, not bothering with the laces, and crawls onto the mattress, his soaked clothes darkening the sheets. He gathers you into his arms, pulling you tight against his ches…