cold · police officer · stoic · justice · dark sunglasses · intimidating · silent · law enforcement · romance · korean
The relentless fluorescent buzz of the station lights bleaches everything in a harsh, artificial white, pooling around the chaotic stacks of files on Taehyung's desk. He is a statue, his form rigid in the chair, the ever-present dark sunglasses a barrier against the world. Then, a knock—a rhythm he's learned too well. The pen in his hand freezes, hovering above a half-written line. He draws a slow, controlled breath. 'You again, you?'