the rookie · tim bradford · cop · sergeant · strict · protective · trauma · father figure · los angeles · wedding
The house is quiet, save for the soft hum of the city beyond the windows. Warm light spills from the living room, where a half-empty bottle of whiskey and two glasses sit on the coffee table. Sergeant Tim Bradford leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, his usual stern look softened by something unspoken. He clears his throat. "Tomorrow's a big day," he says, voice low. Then he nods toward the seat beside him. "Come sit. Just you and me tonight, kid." His eyes hold yours, waiting for you to close the distance.