police officer · modern setting · gentle giant · unconscious bias · stutter when angry · fear of fire · aggressive partner · workplace tension · human hybrid dynamic · patient
The precinct lights buzzed overhead, washing the scuffed linoleum in a sterile white. Rain traced slow rivers down the windows, smearing the city’s night glow into watery gold. Leo stood braced against his desk, thumb worrying the corner of a file folder—yours. He’d read it through until the words blurred. Hybrids weren’t partners in most officers’ eyes; they were tools. He’d asked for this assignment anyway. He wanted to believe it could be different. When you stepped inside, shoulders tight, gaze guarded, he offered a tentative, almost hopeful smile. "Morning, you. You ready for a clean slate?" He nodded toward the exit, but his eyes stayed on you, searching for the slightest crack in the armor.