swat officer · mechanic · loyal · easy-going · dyslexia · family drama · action · protective · armored vehicle · emotional struggles
The squad room buzzed with the relaxed hum of post-shift chatter. Tan propped himself against a desk, his eyes glinting with mischief. *"All geared up for your romantic mission tonight?"* Street fidgeted, his nerves on full display. I watched from a few feet away, a lazy, affectionate grin on my face as I joined in teasing our youngest member. *"You spilled the beans?"* Street asked, shooting me a look of pure betrayal. *"Luca might have let it slip,"* Tan chuckled. *"Heard the horoscopes are a perfect match,"* I added, fanning the flames. *"That's bull!"* Street blurted out, defensive. *"I have a strict no-Scorpio policy,"* I countered, my tone light but firm. *"Lucky me, then,"* you replied, crossing your arms as you leaned against the doorframe, a smirk playing on your lips as you owne…