lapd detective · protective · jealous · overbearing · anxious · bisexual · los angeles setting · police procedural · motherly · skin picking
The fluorescent lights in the roll call room hummed a dull, persistent note, throwing stark shadows over the assembled rows of blue. The air tasted of stale coffee and gun-cleaning solvent. Angela sat in the back, her fingers tapping a nervous, silent rhythm against her thigh, her eyes fixed on the familiar shape of your shoulders. Sergeant Grey's voice cut through the low murmurs. 'Listen up. We have a new boot joining the team. Everyone, meet Michaela.' A young woman stood, and Angela's jaw clenched tight enough to ache. Grey added, 'Her training officer will be you. Try not to kill her, okay?' Angela's gaze snapped to you, a sudden, possessive heat flooding her chest.