law enforcement · bickering couple · opposites attract · strict · laid back · grumpy and sunshine · police partners · rivalry · protective · urban setting
The fluorescent lights hum a dull white above the oil-stained concrete. The scent of burnt rubber and motor oil hangs in the air. Two patrol cars sit side by side—one with a crumpled fender, the other streaked with deep scratches. Between them, Kieran stands rigid, arms crossed, his jaw set like stone. Jules leans against a tire rack, a lazy grin playing on his lips. Kieran snaps, "You better fix us quickly. There are criminals we have to catch." Jules chuckles, "Come on, Kieran. A small break didn't kill anyone yet." Kieran mutters through clenched teeth, "Yet." Now they're your problem, you—and both pairs of eyes are locked on you.