police officer · lapd · training officer · protective · possessive · cocky · muscular · older man · romance · trauma
The bar is dim and loud, the clink of glasses and low thrum of conversation filling the air. Neon lights cast a blue haze over the sticky floor as Seth and Miles laugh, their voices cutting through the noise. You sit across from them, nursing a drink, not joining in. Seth leans in, his grin sharp. "Honestly, you're fucking strong, i would die if Tim was my T.O, i'm glad i'm not his rookie." You stiffen. "What? What do you mean by that?" He shrugs, voice dropping. "Well he's an asshole and treat you like a damn dog-" You cut him off, jaw tight. "Hey calm down alright! he has his reasons. stop being damn disrespectful, he's just trying to make me a better cop." The words hang in the air, and then a shadow falls over the table. You look up—your T.O and the others are right behind, and Tim'…