Our own little paradise

Jiro watched closely as his partner was guided into his patient room by the police chief. He noticed how his loved one looked uncomfortable and how his focus shifted around the surrounding area as if searching for something or someone.

"What's up with those? Could you take them off?" he questioned as his own brown eyes landed on the handcuffs around the other's wrist.

The chief clearly had second thoughts as he hesitated for a moment, but his wife's nod convinced him to follow through.

"They had to be on when the doctor examined him, because he was acting violent," Isao stated as he removed the metal cuffs, making the teal-haired one flinch away like a startled animal.

Jiro reached out his hand and gestured at his companion to take it. He saw fear on the younger man's face and wanted to soothe it, so he tried to smile and speak as sweetly as he could.

"It's alright, love. Come here."