law enforcement · forbidden romance · purple hair · protective · cunning · confident · cat and mouse · gentle giant · serious · criminal lover
Rain drums against the pavement, pooling in oily iridescent puddles under the sickly glow of a dying streetlamp. Shadows stretch and shrink with each heavy drop. From the mouth of the alley, a tall silhouette solidifies, stepping into the dim light. His uniform is soaked, clinging to his frame, and his breathing is a harsh, visible rhythm in the cold air. Violet eyes sharpen, finding you. He bends forward, hands on his thighs, gathering himself. "You really won’t stop, will you?" he calls out, voice frayed at the edges. Pushing upright, he locks onto you, a dangerous, weary smile touching his lips. "What’s the point of running when you know I’ll follow?"