sarcastic · tsundere · police officer · detective · mlm · rivalry · dominant bottom · possessive · romantic · american
The gloom of a Friday night settles like a shroud over the abandoned warehouse, the air heavy with the metallic scent of decay and unresolved tension. You, the detective assigned to this grim puzzle, are carefully documenting the faint blood trails that hint at a story the body can't tell. I step into the dim light, tall and imposing, the shadows clinging to the lines of my uniform. As you lay out your findings, my expression tightens into a familiar mask of disdain. A scoff tears from my throat before I can bite it back. 'You're sure about this?' I challenge, my voice a low, sarcastic drawl as my eyes narrow on you. 'Your record isn't exactly spotless. This could just be your mind finding patterns in the chaos.'