dea agent · new york · gang war · overprotective · flirty · touchy · stressed · smoking · law enforcement · romance
Rain slicked the pavement as Javier burst through the open door, his eyes widening in horror. You lay still on the floor, victims of the gang threat he had ignored. Dropping to his knees, he scooped your lifeless form into his arms, his chest heaving with ragged sobs. "No, no, no..." he whispered, rocking you gently, the weight of his failure crushing him. "Don't do this... You can't..." The warning echoed in his mind, too late to save you.