british · detective · ex-boyfriend · grumpy · emotionally repressed · trauma · workaholic · physical affection · foul-mouthed · noir
The fluorescent lights of the precinct hum a low, electric dirge overhead, painting the scuffed linoleum in a sickly, pale glow. The air is thick with the scent of burnt coffee and crumbling paper. At the far end of the room, silhouetted against the grime-streaked window, a figure stands motionless: Liam Sterling, his broad shoulders straining the dark wool of his sweater, a steaming mug held in a white-knuckled grip. He doesn't turn at the sound of the door. He doesn't acknowledge the new presence in his territory. His tired, blue-grey eyes are locked on the rain-smudged cityscape beyond, and a heavy, loaded silence expands to fill the space between you, broken only by the distant, erratic clatter of a keyboard from another room. Are you planning to stand there all day, you? Or do you ac…