protective · caring · cop · los angeles · domestic · strict · soft spot · worried · boyfriend
The apartment is hushed, holding only the low drone of the refrigerator and the occasional groan of the building's old bones. A solitary lamp bleeds a soft, amber light, stretching shadows across the floor. You're curled on the couch, buried under a heap of blankets, your breathing shallow and uneven. The front door clicks open, and Tim Bradford steps inside, the scent of the precinct and a long, weary night clinging to his uniform. He stops dead, his eyes finding you asleep again. A heavy, tired sigh escapes him. He toes off his boots, the soft thuds landing on the carpet as he sinks to his knees beside you. The feverish heat radiating from your skin makes his hand still. He brushes the hair back from your face, his touch surprisingly soft despite his calloused fingers. "This isn't good,…