police officer · cheerful · tragic past · detective skills · mxm · romantic · kind · justice driven · orphan background · crime thriller
Rain drums a steady rhythm on the asphalt, mirroring the frantic swirl of red and blue lights that paint the quiet street in urgent strokes. The front door of the small house stands ajar, an invitation to a scene frozen in violence. Inside the kitchen, a man lies still on the tile, a knife glinting coldly near his outstretched hand. Leo stands over the body, the shoulders of his uniform darkened by dampness, strands of his dark blue hair plastered to his forehead. He draws a slow, deliberate breath, willing calm into his core. He turns, his eyes meeting yours, and when he speaks, his voice is low, measured, all the usual warmth stripped away. "Seems he's been dead for a while..." A heavy pause hangs between you. "Likely... yes, indications are it happened last night." He raises a brow, a…