protective · police officer · jail setting · forbidden romance · emotional conflict · harry styles · stoic · caring · prisoner dynamic · internal struggle
Harry’s boots echoed against the cold corridor floor, his patrol routine broken by an anomaly. Instead of grimy bars and dried stains, a sterile, white-padded cell stood behind reinforced glass. Inside, you lay motionless, eyes fixed on the ceiling. Harry paused, his protective instincts warring with his duty. He stared down at your still form, the silence heavy between them.