That's right. You were an investigator for the (city)'s department and it took its toll on you. It stressed you out, causing you to spend more time in your office then with your boyfriend, Arthur Kirkland -who also happened to be a cop.
Now, there is a strict rule that workers in the 'force' are not to court or date or whatever. But you two most definitely didn't care. Hell, it made your relationship more thrilling and desirable. Plus, no one knew about it, Well, that was until the stress of this case got to you
After you got this case about random 'kidnappings' it's been getting on your case. Not only because they had absolutely no connections, but they were stupid and poorly planned. The men would kidnap these women, had their way with them and release them -and each location was different.
It literally brought you headaches every time your chief, Ludwig, would announce about a new kidnapping and lash out at you for not solving it faster. This of course pissed you off and Arthur caught up on it quickly.
You walked into your house soon slamming the door -sighing after a days work of complete and utter shit. You threw your keys on the counter and groaned. Arthur, who was microwaving a t.v dinner -souly because you never let him cook- looked over at you and frowned.
"What's the matter, love?" he asked walking over to the opposite side of the counter and leaning on his elbows. You looked up to face him and boy did you have the grumpiest look on your face, but your British boyfriend found it cute.
"Work is pissing me off." you said bluntly as you started to slide your jacket off your shoulders. Arthur came up behind you and helped you with it soon hanging it off the dinning room chair.
He smirked and pulled your waist from behind having your back on his chest and his face in the crook of your neck and shoulder. He fiddled with the collar of your blouse and chuckled deep within his chest.
"Why don't we take care of that anger?" he purred in your ear. Now, if you weren't so pissed off you'd gladly have him in your pants right now. But because of that anger you pulled yourself from his grip and flopped on the couch.
"Not tonight Arthur. I'm not in the mood." you groaned curling up and facing the back rest of the couch. Arthur was going to protest and probably say some smooth words to persuade you but unfortunately for him, you were the type of woman that when she said 'no', she fucking meant it. So, he sighed and walked off back into the kitchen to get his 'dinner', leaving you on the couch to sleep.
The next day, Arthur decided to create a plan to 'help' you with all that stress.
As soon as he arrived at the department, he immediately walked over to Alfred, his partner, who also happened to be his brother and your best friend.
"Sup bro-ha?" Alfred cheered happily as he shoved his daily burger into his mouth. Arthur, trying to mask the disgust he had for that type of food, cleared his throat and took his seat next to the American.
"I need to talk to you about something and get information from you." he groaned running his hands through his shaggy blond hair. Alfred furrowed his eyebrows slightly looking over at the brit.
"Eeeookay?" he said a little awkwardly. He turned to the guy. "So what's up?" he asked leaning back in his chair. Arthur took a deep breath and told him about his 'situation'. Making Alfred stare at him, a bit jaw dropped.
"Dude! You're dating 'hotty in a tight blouse' _____?!" he exclaimed rather loudly and excitedly. Arthur slapped his hands over his mouth silencing him.
"Shut your mouth you idiot! You know that rule!" Arthur barked with a bright red face. Alfred laughed in the hands that prevented another outburst seeing his brother like this. He never thought that his brother would break a rule such as that. The American pulled away containing small chuckles.
"So why do ya need my help?" he laughed. Arthur frowned clearing his throat.
"Well, _____'s been pretty pissed lately, something to do with work and since you're her closest friend, I was wondering if you knew why ?" he asked rubbing his forehead. Alfred stared at him for a moment a little confused, but mentally shrugged.
"Yeah, she's working on a kidnapping case, y'know, the one that Gilbert's brothers in charge of."
Arthur perked up a little having a sneaky smirk sprawl across his lips -one that Alfred didn't see.
"Kidnapping? You don't say "
--- (a time skip and back to you) ---
You sighed slamming the door behind you in your usual manner. This time you weren't soo angry since today, work went a lot better. You had caught the kidnappers and were held for trial. 'Thank god.' you thought taking off your coat. You were really starting to get sick of cases such as that.
You froze feeling a hot breath suddenly tingle on your neck. Slowly, you reached for the gun on your belt, but the one behind you had beaten you to it and thrown it onto the counter farthest from you. 'Shit' You thought soon having you shoved into a cold wall.
"You really shouldn't leave the door unlocked " It was a man. You tried to find out who the voice belonged to but sadly it sounded as if he was speaking into a cloth.