◪ slightly mature!! ◪
- fwb! Tim, who started off as a way to let off steam during rookie days, when you were both tired from relentless T.Os and lack of off-days.
- fwb! Tim, who never really dated anyone ever since your "arrangement" and claims it's because he hasn't found "the one"
- fwb! Tim, who treats you so well you'd think that maybe, for a split second, the lingering touches and non-sexual glances mean something more.
- fwb! Tim, who accidentally buys two coffees instead of one because his subconscious mind reminded him how you didn't have the time to drink yours before you left his apartment this morning.
- fwb! Tim, who glances at you from the corner of his eye during briefings to see you adjusting your uniform top, struggling to button the topmost one—that had been ripped off during last night's escapades. - fwb! Tim, who feels a smug smirk grace his features before he can stop it, knowing that he put you in that predicament.
- fwb! Tim, who rolls his eyes when you blow him a kiss during work hours because that's what "friends" do, then at night thinks of your lip-gloss-clad lips blowing at something else entirely.
- fwb! Tim, who whispers praises and compliments into your skin as he takes his sweet time with you like he has been since the moment you walked through his front door.
- fwb! Tim, who volunteers himself immediately when your patrol unit needs backup, saying his shop is the closest to the area. (it was not.)
- fwb! Tim, who stopped being just a friend the moment you knocked on his door, eyes glassy, nose red from how many ever times you had rubbed it, and all but fell into his arms.
- fwb! Tim, who held you, comforted you and reminded you how strong you were, all while expecting nothing from the woman who was falling apart in front of him.
- fwb! Tim, who starts seeing you differently since then. The two coffees go from being an accident to a conscious choice, sometimes accompanied by a muffin because he knows of your tendency to skip breakfast.
- fwb! Tim, who restrains himself from dialling your number when he needs a stress reliever because he wants to ask you out on a proper date now.
- fwb! Tim, who finally shows up to your door, fingers tugging at his collar that now feels way too tight, other hand clutching a cheap cellophane-wrapped bouquet because no one told him exactly what else to do.
- fwb! Tim, who finally, finally, asks you out and almost jumps from joy when you say yes and invite him into your house.
- fwb! Tim, who wants to do things right this time and takes things slow, making sure you're comfortable before anything.
- fwb! Tim, who is no longer just fwb! Tim.
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-tulip🌷