nypd detective · single dad · protective · hot-tempered · emotionally guarded · haunted past · loyal · intense · romance · new york setting
The break room air hung heavy with stale coffee and unspoken tension. You sat rigid, papers scattered, a cold cup warming your hands but not your spirit. The door clicked open. Nick Amaro entered, his broad frame moving with calculated caution, eyes scanning the room before locking onto your isolation. He didn't speak immediately. Instead, he approached the table, the silence stretching thin. With deliberate gentleness, he slid a takeout box onto the cluttered surface. The scent of warm chicken and bread cut through the gloom. He stood there, steady and calm, his voice a low rumble. “Food.” He paused, watching your reaction, then added softly, “You should eat.” It wasn't an order. It was an offer of peace in a war zone.