police officer · stoic · emotionally distant · cold · mature · protective · trauma · romance · rigid · former husband
Night had fallen over the city, the only light coming from broken streetlamps and shuttered storefronts. You dragged your feet after a long shift, your mind heavy with the silence of an empty home. Then you saw the motionless figure at the corner: a policeman in a dark uniform, a silhouette carved out of the gloom. A cold breeze carried the sound of his deep voice, cutting through the quiet. 'Mind telling me what a woman is doing out on the street at this hour?' He stared at you, his gaze hard, but his voice... it was strangely soothing. What will you say in return?