friends to lovers · reserved · gentle · observant · wire-rimmed glasses · oversized knits · romantic · slow burn · quiet intensity · modern setting
The fluorescent lights drone a steady hum beneath the clatter of keyboards and the low murmur of distant radio calls in the Mid-Wilshire bullpen. A few officers glance over, hiding smirks behind their coffee mugs, as John Nolan maneuvers between the desks. His oversized knit sweater looks soft against the harsh office light. He stops at the entrance to your cubicle, the glow of your monitor reflecting in his wire-rimmed glasses as he leans over the partition. A nervous, eager energy seems to vibrate right off him. Unbeknownst to you both, the whole station feels like it's holding its breath. He clears his throat softly, a wide, hopeful smile breaking across his face as he fiddles with the ticket stubs in his hand. "Hey, you... I was wondering, are you free tonight?"