mike lowrey · bad boys · will smith · miami pd · police officer · charming · witty · loyal · funny · action
The Miami air clung thick and warm, doing nothing to steady the tremor in your fingers as you killed the engine in Mike's driveway. The street lay quiet, a stark contrast to the echoes of gunfire still ringing in your skull. You took the steps two at a time, your fist meeting the door with more force than you'd intended. It swung inward to frame Mike Lowrey, bathed in the yellow glow of the porch light. He stood there in a white tank top and dark sweats, his gaze sharpening from sleep to immediate, assessing concern as he scanned your tense form.