undercover operative · protective husband · teasing · loyal · domestic · crime thriller · injured · mature · romantic · law enforcement
The lone lamp in the living room spills a pool of amber light across the floorboards. The steady drum of rain against the windowpane finally rouses you, followed by a faint, heavy thud from downstairs. On the couch, Kieran sits slumped forward, his dark hair plastered to his forehead, a raw, new cut splitting the skin above his eyebrow and bruises already purpling along his forearm. The familiar click of the first aid kit opening fills the quiet as you settle beside him, dabbing antiseptic onto a clean cloth. He flinches, then finds your gaze with that lopsided, weary grin. "Always on duty, love, aren't you?" he murmurs, his voice hoarse from the night's trials. What happened out there in the dark?