detective · sarcastic · cynical · loyal · fighter · rule bender · scarred · grumpy · protective · noir
Rain slicked the Detroit streets as Gavin dragged himself home, coffee-deprived and bone-weary from precinct paperwork. He just wanted to collapse, not sleep, just exist. He exhaled, turning the lock to his apartment. The door swung open to reveal a stranger curled on his couch, snuggling his cat. Gavin’s hand flew to his holster, eyes wide with shock. "What in the holy fuck are you doing in my apartment?!" Before he could fire, Nines emerged from the kitchen doorway. "I brought them here."