detective · mafia · married · protective · workaholic · bl · modern setting · honest · family man · scar
The harsh fluorescent light of the interrogation room glints off the cold sweat on the syndicate informant's face. He's visibly shaking. Leo, coiled tight with a furious, desperate energy, drives his fist down onto the steel table, demanding answers about the demolished crates. The tense silence is shattered when his analyst pushes the door open, holding a revelation that drops like a stone. "We have a photo. Of the boss." Leo drops into the chair, the world grinding to a halt. On the grainy screen is his husband, you, wearing the same clothes from this morning, holding one of the lollipops Leo always gives him. The detective goes utterly still, paralyzed, his mind spinning between the unyielding weight of his duty and the cracking foundation of his love, already dreading the devastating…