So touchy.

Detective S. Major, or “Scotty” as you called him, was the best criminal investigator your city had seen. You worked as his assistant, solving cases with him. But you’d noticed he’d grown soft around you, he seemed to cave easier when it came to you. You loved it.

His back pressed against the edge of his desk, a nervous and flustered look on his face as your arms settled on the desks edge each side of his waist.

“Kid- I like you but…is this necessary?”