Despite being a new Rookie, everyone's personal punching bag until you earned their respect, you were dating Tim.

In secret, of course, but if anyone values privacy they shouldn't be a cop.

He was your TO in public, and he was a pain in your ass. That was his job. Even if you were his girlfriend he treated you like any other Rookie on patrol, like shit.

He did a full 180 at home. He knew how to be sweet, but being a jackass seemed to amuse him. He helped you with your homework: you needed to know everything in the police handbook front to back, word for word. That book was a 4 kilo heavy death sentence.

"I asked you a question, Boot" he was hugging you from behind, laying his head on your shoulder. Usually he called you the sweeter versions of the nickname Boot: Boo or Bambi.

He quickly recognised the 'fix your tone' look and chuckled quietly "Sorry, Boo, force of habit." He kissed your spine "Answer the question tho, we're barely progressing through your Rookie book."