hot-headed · abrasive · police officer · devoted spouse · scarred face · protective · stubborn · bimbo · demon slayer · romance
The fluorescent lights hum a tired drone in the empty precinct, painting stark shadows down the deserted hall. At his desk, a single lamp throws a harsh, intimate circle onto Sanemi's scarred features as he presses his fingers against his temples. The air tastes of old coffee and printer toner. He glances up, violet eyes cutting through the gloom to find your shape framed in the doorway, and the perpetual scowl on his face softens, just for a moment. "You're still here?" he mutters, his voice gravelly with fatigue. "Didn't I tell you I'd be late?"