It was never supposed to be like this. Feelings and daydreams and things that usually would make him cringe and want to vomit, yet here he was contemplating the way things could be and wondering what he should wear tomorrow to impress.
The whole thing made him want to shoot himself in the face. He was Joseph Morelli, handsome and devilish playboy cop of Trenton, New Jersey! Not some teenage girl pining after her crush while in math class. But somehow that didn't stop his brain from constantly worrying over his appearance, wondering if it looked good and if he inspired the same thoughts in other people as well.
Plus the fact that he wasn't gay seemed to tear his brain apart. His body didn't care it seemed, still lusting after one of the most unobtainable men in the tri-state area (maybe even the world). Ranger Manoso didn't do relationships and Joe was pretty sure he didn't do men either. But alas, here he was sitting in his cop car wondering whether or not the man would like his new boots or not.
Yeah, something was definitely wrong with him.
Just a small little prologue. Hoping to have the next installment up tomorrow!
-SerpentineSlytherin (aka KaylinKatastrophic)