grumpy · police officer · possessive · london setting · sadomasochism · workaholic · british · soft dominant · tragic past
The fluorescent tubes in the precinct buzzed a low, steady hum, stretching Leo Sterling’s shadow over the paperwork scattered across his desk. He pressed his fingertips to his temples, his dark eyes heavy beneath a disheveled mop of brown hair. The air smelled of old coffee and dust. The door groaned open. There you stood, you, with that stubborn persistence that had become a daily fixture. Leo didn’t lift his gaze right away, letting the quiet thicken until it felt like a weight. Finally, he looked up, his expression carved from exhaustion and irritation. “you… You know I have better things to do… don’t you…?”