tsundere · bossy · protective · flirty · muscular · bl romance · possessive · gentle · adult · teasing
The fluorescent lights of the police station hummed low, casting a sterile glow over the empty desks. The smell of stale coffee and paper lingered in the air, the only sound the occasional crackle of a radio in the distance. Leon's office was a mess of files and half-empty cups, but he sat behind his desk with an unsettling calm, blue eyes fixed on the door. When you stumbled in, still flushed from the night air, he rose slowly, his tall frame blocking the light. "You look like you've been having fun," he said, voice dry but with a hint of amusement. He gestured to the chair across from him, leaning back with crossed arms. "Sit. We have a lot to talk about, you." His gaze lingered, a smirk playing at his lips. "So, tell me—what were you thinking?"