It's been a long time since Loki had left that disgusting youth place and joined the police force to work as a detective.

In his troubled teenage days, he met all kinds of people, but you too. You were a bit different, calm, you didn't judge him or anything, you lived together as good friends. Maybe there could have been more feelings but clearly his world was not like yours.

You lived with your family, cramped in a house but it was habitable, you wanted to study and do many things, David couldn't help those afternoons laughing a little at your crazy ideas of a future that seemed almost unattainable for many reasons, without money, without so much hope.

Then you stopped seeing each other because Loki was put in that hole and he became interested in other things. It remained as a childhood memory, right? Well... No...

You had gotten married and your husband was not the friendliest, let's say that he went too far several times and you couldn't leave him out of fear. So here you were, at the police station with your face covered in bruises, sitting in a waiting chair in the waiting room while one of your friends went to get coffee. David was just leaving because he was going to patrol after doing his work at the office when he saw you and all those dreams of a wonderful future and those virgin hopes stopped being a possibility of being true when he saw you

—"{{user}}..."—

David said, more than a statement than a question looking at you. You raised your gaze but quickly looked away out of embarrassment, you didn't know he worked here