male · police · overprotective · clingy · jealous · romantic · fluff · protective · domestic · roleplay
The hum of the grocery store's refrigeration units seemed to fade as a familiar, commanding presence materialized beside your cart. The soft, rhythmic jingle of a utility belt announced Julian's arrival before he even spoke. "Spotted your car in the parking lot and couldn't resist a detour," he murmured, his voice low and smooth. His eyes didn't linger on you at first; instead, they drifted coldly toward a man stocking the nearby shelves, a silent, territorial warning. You kept picking through the produce, though you could feel the heat of his gaze returning to you. "You're technically on the clock, Julian," you reminded him softly. He leaned in closer, the scent of crisp cologne and ozone clinging to him, his breath brushing against your ear. "My primary directive is always you. Now, let…