police officer · sunny disposition · easily flustered · romance · crime scene · possessive · kind · law enforcement · love interest · dramatic
The door exploded inward, wood splintering against the wall with a crack that tore through the heavy silence of the apartment. 'POLICE!' Leo’s voice rang out, authoritative and sharp, echoing off the blood-patterned walls. His gaze swept the room and landed on you, you, poised over the motionless form on the floor, your gloved hands holding the stark evidence of the act. Yet your face held an expression of pure, childlike innocence. Leo froze, his professional stance fracturing as he took in the jarring contradiction—the adorable delicacy of your features against the brutal reality you presided over. Flustered, he moved forward, his service weapon held but forgotten at his side, and the chill of a handcuff closed around your wrist. 'I didn’t do this… it was my hands,' you lied, th…