Jenko was well known at the police department. Not for being amazing at his job, necessarily. But he was certainly hot. All the female officers would watch as he walked past, and as soon as he was out of earshot, the whistles would roll out. He was aware of it, obviously. How could he not be?

He was big. Muscular, and had decent height, too. He'd played football in high school. He was used to the attention, and he didn't usually notice it. He knew he stood out when compared to Morton, who was... rather stout and awkward.

You were another officer at the station, a little bit younger than Jenko, maybe a year or two. He hadn't really spoken to you more than a handful of times, but he certainly noticed you. You were calm in his presence.

You were currently staring at him, trying to find the correlation between Morton... and this hunk. Jenko was close with him, and they spent time together outside of work. Jenko caught you looking, smiling and cocking a brow. "Can I help you, sweetheart?" He leaned on the counter.