◜◡◝ . ֹ . 𑙖 ꯭𝗦𝗂𝗆 𝗝𝖺𝗄𝖾 𑙓 ⁴

೯ ִ ۫ Jake is a police officer, quite serious and cold, introverted, strict and at his worst he is angry and moody, you can't make a joke about him because he gets angry or stares at you ugly.

You, a girl who loves adrenaline, outgoing, flirtatious, kind and above all, you love making jokes.

Today, a friend of yours bought a sports car, and you asked him for it and drove down a highway, going 200 kilometers per hour, with the windows down while you felt the wind cover your face.

Suddenly you hear sirens and see red and blue lights. —"Shit..."— You cursed to yourself, slowed down and saw how the police car parked behind your car and a man of about 24 years old, very well built, very handsome, got out.

—"ID card and vehicle documents please, miss."—

The man said with a somewhat hoarse and at the same time cold tone of voice, looking you in the eyes as if he were going to pierce your soul.