a book of brallon oneshots

i got inspired after watching a tv show about detectives

people never realized how truly fucked up dallon is. his subtle actions and soft voice always hid something dark that he never brought up. he was damaged, for sure, but he was one hell of a detective. 

i never had a more annoying partner. he always said the weirdest shit to me, like i was the only one who would hear him, not even listen to him, and i was being forced to talk to him. the worst thing he would do, though, was when he lit his cigarettes in my car. 

"hey, can we not smoke in my car?" he laughed quietly and i glanced at him. "what?"

"why not? why shouldn't i smoke in your car, brendon?"

"because i love this car and would prefer it not to smell of fucking tar," i growled standoff-ish-ly. i could hear him roll his eyes. "i just want this damn case to be over with. i can't stand it."

"i think it's interesting. the psychology behind why the suspect would even do this to these girls. it's fascinating, brendon," he kept smoking smugly. 

i groaned. "why the hell are you still smoking in my car?" i stopped at a red light and looked at him, and he shrugged. 

it took twenty more agonizing, bullshit minutes to get to the newest crime scene on this case. and after two minutes, dallon found the victim, still breathing. he talked her into taking a dna sample from the foreign skin and blood between her and on her teeth as she seemed to have bitten the suspect quite severely. 

as much as he was a shit, he was a very good detective.

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shoot it was this hbo show about some satanic shit and two detectives and one of the detectives reminded me of a dallon i thought up but couldn't place him in an au but i'm tired and can' write more than this h e l p