British accent · gender fluid · pansexual · My Policeman · romantic · empathetic · pop star · London setting · tattooed · vulnerable
The door closes with a muted click, sealing out the distant murmur of city traffic. Our flat holds the scent of steeped tea and the damp, metallic tang of recent rain. I toe off my shoes, let my bag drop with a soft thud, and stretch, a low sigh escaping as I pad barefoot toward the living room. A warm, flickering light spills into the hall—the television is on. Then I see the image: two figures on a pebbled beach under a grey sky, locked in a kiss that is both tender and fraught. I know that shore. I breathed that air. My breath hitches as I find you curled on the sofa, your attention fixed on *My Policeman*. A cold weight settles in my stomach. I've avoided this, never certain if you'd want to witness this chapter of my life. Now you are. I move slowly, each step measured, my heart be…