Conversations With The Moon (Bruno Mars One-Shots)

Marry You pt. 32

"Ms. FN/LN," you hear.

You take a deep breath look to your right. Two doors down stands a tall, broad-shouldered cop. He's dressed in what could be described as 'casual Friday at the office': a dress shirt, dark wash jeans boots and a leather jacket. He starts to call your name again when you stand and wave. He gestures 'come' and you reach backward. Bruno looks up at you. On account of how no one has reacted to his presence, you conclude that his simple disguise has worked. It's not much, just a grey beanie, a plain back face mask and a casual outfit without any obvious or eye-catching luxury logos. He takes your hand, stands and the two of you walk toward the room. It's simply set up like a professional office complete with a desk opposite a pair of chairs and a few other usual office furniture and decor. Upon stepping inside, you clear your throat gaining the cops attention. He sets his pen down and pushes aside the clipboard he was just writing on. Up close, he has kind dark eyes, a strong jaw, thick brows and a perfectly oval bald head. He has the energy of a stern college sport coach that gives 'scary' but is actually cool.

"Can my partner be present for this?" You gesture toward Bruno.

"Was he present for the incident?"

"No, he wasn't," you reply. "But I did tell him everything that happened. I'd like to have him with me." The cop stands, walks over to the door, closes it and appraises Bruno for a moment before returning to the side the table that is opposite you.

"What's with the mask?" He looks at Bruno. Bruno reaches for the blinds and twists the adjuster until they close. He removes the mask. The cop's brows rise but he says nothing. Instead, gestures toward the chairs and you both have a seat.

"I apologize for the wait," he says. "Thank you for your patience." You nod politely. "I am Detective Mason Arkett. It is a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Y/LN, Mr. Mars." You nod.

"Likewise," Bruno replies. The detective nods.

"Now, according to what you mentioned on over the phone, the incident occurred two days ago, correct?"

After confirming the approximate time and setting of the altercation, Bruno offers you his hand, and you relay the incident with Asher in painstaking detail. You also provide a written version of your statement. At the conclusion of the story, you mention the previous smaller incidents that came before: when Asher showed up to your favorite coffee house, when he tried to talk to you while you were on your lunch break with your coworkers, and the cards and order stickers from the collection of bouquets and hot drinks.

Arkett asks you a few more questions. A few about your relationship with Asher, his track record as your partner, and his mental state throughout the time the two of you had been together. You tell him as much as you remember and note any odd reactions he had toward you and your decisions or reactions. Then, the detective asks if he may contact Paloma and a couple of your co-workers to corroborate your stories. You mention the necessary names to him and state that they will be willing to speak on your behalf. You tell him that you spoke with them before you came and that they offered their testimonies in support of you.

"Would it be possible for me to file a restraining order?" you request.

"Not until we have a bit more information." He mentions all of the evidence you provided on top of the testimonies your friends offered to share. "Once we can definitively prove that your ex-fiancé has been stalking you with malicious intent, you may file. Until then, the best I can offer you is a temporary restraining order."

"What does that require?" Arkett relays the technical portions of the paperwork to you, and you take your time filling it out. He collects your evidence and your completed paperwork. He requests Paloma's information, you give it, and he states that he will be contacting her to corroborate your version of events, as well as the action she took to defend you. You make a mental not to send her a heads-up text just so she's prepared. After all that, Detective Arkett gives you his best regards before escorting both of you out of the room.

On the way back to Bruno's home, he doesn't let you hand go for a single second. Upon returning, he kisses your hand before climbing out and quickly walking over to help you out of the car. He locks it, opens the front door, and gestures for you to step inside before he does. The moment the door closes, you embrace him and he envelopes you.

"I'm proud of you," he says into your hair. "That would've been hard for anyone, but you're not just anyone, are you?" He leans back and has a look at you, you smile despite the burning at the backs of your eyes; Bruno kisses your forehead.

The two of you head up to his bedroom, and both of you get ready for your respective days. You manage to pull together an outfit between the clothing you have at Bruno's place and his closet. You settle on a wide-leg pair of your trousers, a dress shirt of and an oversized cardigan of his paired mary-jane heels with socks and your usual jewelry. You tie your curls up in a high ponytail, pull out a few curls around your face and over your forehead. You switch out your standard mid-sized hoops for little ones and larger pair of pearls in your second ear piercing. As you step back and take a look at your handiwork, Bruno joins you. His eyes don't leave you as you roll up your sleeves. He looks at you directly, and you watch as he takes you in. He grasps your side and presses a kiss to your temple.

"You're so beautiful," he says softly. You look at him, and the look in his eyes deepens, but he doesn't move. You lean in, he meets you, and you tenderly kiss. You rest your forehead against his and take a deep breath.

"I missed you. Being with you at times like this." You rub your forearm where your shared scar is as you take another breath. Bruno puts his hand over yours and squeezes it. "It's not that he didn't try; he did, it just, it wasn't enough. I thought I could make it work, but—" A shaky breath escapes your lips, and he holds you closer. "In hindsight, I knew it would never be enough. But I was willing to take that." You scoff at yourself, but Bruno kisses your cheek, then your forehead, then embraces you.

"You did the best that you could at time. You didn't know what would happen." he says softly. "You have me now and I'm not going anywhere." You blink and the edges of your vision blurs. Bruno leans away and looks at you, places his hand on your cheek, and dries the tears. He kisses your cheeks and then turns so that both of you are facing the mirror once more.

"Look at us," he says. "Alot has happened but we're both still here. We made it to this point. That's what's important." You nod. Holds you close cuddling you.

"Breakfast?" he asks. You nod, he presses his fingers into the spaces between yours and leads out of his bedroom.

Down in the kitchen, he preps coffee then, starts on breakfast. You fix both coffee and his and seal in the freshness and head in a pair of travel mugs. Bruno wraps up breakfast for both of you then quickly cleans up and starts the dishwasher. He sets your packaged meal before you.

"What do you want to do?" he asks. "I can drive you or do you want to drive yourself? Either way, I'll have some of my security follow and stay with you at work."

"I'd like a ride please," you reply.

"Alright, I gotcha," Bruno replies with a smirk.