"John."
I watched helplessly as the detective glanced over to me, a crooked smile gracing his features.
"Yes?"
My heart pounded violently against my chest as I found the floor fascinating.
"I'm scared..." My voice trailed off, before cringing at my own words. I was never good at expressing what I felt to others, it just felt wrong.
"Hey, look at me." He stood up from his desk, and lifted my chin, eyes flickering across my face, causing me to blush.
"I'm sorry."
"Victoria, you don't have to be a shamed of being scared." His warm breath lightly fanned across my face, sending a chill down my spine, "But you don't have to worry. I will always be here to protect you."
He pressed a kiss to my forehead, gently caressing my cheek with his thumb.
"Always."
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There aren't enough John Kennex Fanfics, so I decided I should give it a try.
I do not own anyone besides victoria and her backstory, and maybe a few other added characters.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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