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The woman stares at the man in front of her with a smile before kissing his jaw, gently, softly. He can barely feel it, yet it sends a shiver down his entire spine.
"Please..." He begs, his voice low, "Hurry up, god-"
Her answer is only a mere chuckle, before she gets up, leaving him alone on his bed as a groan leaves his mouth.
His hands are bound to the headboard, he can't move, and she finds it oddly satisfying. She has all the power. She loves having power.
"You know," she says, her voice is barely above a whisper. "You're almost too easy,"
"What is this supposed to mean?" The man asks, doing a poor job at hiding how such a simple statement offended him. She loved those men, how easy they were to break. It was pleasant, really.
"Nothing." Her tone is firmer as she gets closer to him once again.
The woman leans closer to his face, her lips brushing against his earlobe.
"Beg."
"God I-"
She can hear how his breathing becomes uneven, how his chest rises up and back down quickly, how his voice becomes weaker by the second.
When a few seconds passes and the woman still hasn't moved, he breaks, completely, "Fuck, please- do something, please,"
"Good." She laughs before getting up again. "It should just take a minute now," She states, calmly.
"Wh-What?"
"Shh, just relax," She tries to soothe him,
"I..." His breathing has slowed down now, and she keeps on smiling at the scene. He looks so helpless like this. So pathetic.
She watches his eyes flutter for a few seconds before completely closing as one last word leaves his mouth in a low sigh.
"Ryujin..."
YEJI
Yeji's day didn't start in the best of ways.
She didn't wake up in time, her alarm betraying her, with no one by her side to wake her up in time, she ended up being too late and missing her bus. She had to run to work with an atrocious headache that was just a reminder of the night before. Yeji had always hated to walk, so running was the worst thing ever. Except when she was on duty, obviously.
She liked the rush of running after a robber or a criminal (she never bothered running for less, though).
When she finally arrived at the police station, only ten minutes too late, which was a miracle given the hour she woke up at, she was greeted by her captain and his usual oh so positive attitude.
"Desk duty," He only said, glaring at her, before turning away and locking himself up in his office.
Which leads us to now, with Yeji trying to get over the pile of paperwork her boss gave her that might just be about her size. On top of that, her colleague shamelessly checking her out when he thinks she isn't looking clearly doesn't make it better. She would've said something, usually. But not today, she's too tired to deal with it, and he will probably never change anyway.
Oh, how she wishes she had her own office. She is by far the best detective here, she least deserves a good spot in the overcrowded room, but she inherited the worst one, surrounded by creeps.
If there is one thing Yeji hates more than walking (or running, for that matter), it probably is paperwork. This is the worst part of her job. She loves to challenge her mind, solve crimes on her own, and not fill up some boring paper.
It's already two in the afternoon, and Yeji thinks she'll never finish this by the end of the day.
"You look like shit," She hears a voice say and doesn't even turn around, recognizing it immediately, as she feels the person sitting on the chair beside her desk.
"Thanks, Sana." She grumbles,
"No problem" The girl chuckles before squeezing her shoulder gently, "Hey, Yeddeong, seriously, you okay?" She asks, and Yeji finally looks up at her.
"No. I hate being locked up here, I'm going crazy." She complains, and her colleague laughs softly.
"Wouldn't have happened if you arrived here on time," She states and the brunette shakes her head. "And you wouldn't have been late if you didn't drink last night. Seriously Yeji, you look like you're dying."
"Well I am. But he's been looking for an excuse to annoy me forever, even if I wasn't late he would've found something else." She sighs, "Seriously what more do I need to do to prove to him that I'm good at my job? I don't get why he hates me so much,"
Sana doesn't answer immediately, only gives her a sympathetic smile. Yeji knows the raven haired girl goes through the same thing, anyway. Their captain clearly has issues with women, he'd much rather assign complicated and interesting cases to the male detectives, no matter how bad they were. Yeji felt like she had to prove herself over and over again to get slight recognition from him.
"Okay, I know how to cheer you up," Sana says after a while, "I heard the lieutenant on the phone, there's been a weird murder around," She continues, and the brunette perks up, intrigued.
"Tell me more?"
"They found the body last night, at least a week old or so, but they're waiting for the forensic report. There's no trace of fight, or anything that indicates murder, but he had a hand bound to a chair, so it's quite odd"
Yeji nods, slowly. "Who's in charge of that case?"
"Uh... Yeonjun, I think."
"Yeonjun?!" Yeji exclaims, "He sucks, come on! I've worked with him twice, had to do all the job because this idiot is fucking blind," She sighs. "This is so unfair,"
Sana only laughs, "Well if he does suck maybe you'll be able to get the case from him, the captain's serious about this, he won't let a murderer run free."
"Yeah, I hope so," Yeji mumbles.
Sana opens her mouth, about to answer, but she's quickly cut off by a shout from behind them,
"HWANG," The girl immediately recognizes her captain's voice and turns around reluctantly, "In my office now," He orders before getting back inside.
Yeji looks at Sana with an eyebrow raised, "Me or you?"
"He looked your way," Sana chuckles, probably feeling relieved.
"Fuck. Me."
"No thanks Hwang, I'm married,"
"Oh, shut up." Yeji laughs softly at her friend before making her way to her boss' office, almost sulking. It doesn't sound good at all.
At least talking with Sana puts her in a better mood, but she has a feeling he's about to ruin that.
"You wanted to talk to me, Captain?" She asks as she makes her way inside, closing the door behind her. He doesn't look up from his desk, only acknowledges her presence with a nod.
"Sit," He just says, and the girl does as told. Did she do something wrong?
When she's settled in front of him, he finally looks up, meeting her gaze with a sly smile on his face. "Had fun?" He asks.
That was a rhetorical question, obviously.
"I wouldn't say so," She answers, her voice small. He's still her boss, as much as she wants to punch him in the face, she has to respect him.
He leans on his desk, closer to her, his face getting more stern, "You're a great detective, Hwang. You should be more serious about your job, I can't have you coming to work late every single day." He says, his tone cold, and she shakes her head slightly.
This was the first time in six months she arrived late.
"Yes, I know, I'm very sorry, but-"
"Listen." He interrupts, "Someone called earlier, there's been a burglary in Gangnam." He sighs, looking at her with his gaze cold, and Yeji just stares blankly at him, waiting for him to say more. "You have the victim to interrogate, scene to visit, I can send you now. Think you can handle it? Or I can't put my trust in you?"
She fights a smile at this. A burglary? Obviously she can. And it is less boring than paperwork, at least. She can't help but think that she's really his last choice for this though, or he would've sent another detective. She just shrugs the thought off, at least she has something to keep herself occupied, to prevent herself from drifting off to the darkest corners of her mind.
"When I ask something I expect an answer, Hwang." He says after a few seconds, a frown on his face "I don't want you to mess up, I can just ask detective San, I'm sure he'll solve the case quicker," He adds with a chuckle, and Yeji shakes her head.
San?! He's the worst. Even Yeonjun is better, she thinks, and she's pretty sure her captain knows that.
She takes a deep breath,
"No, I'll do it," Yeji says, her head low. Her job is more important than her pride. "I won't disappoint you, sir. I promise."
"Good," He grins, and she wants nothing more than to scream at him. He always does that, always makes her feel like she's the bad person. "I really hope you won't, Hwang. You're dismissed."
Yeji only nods at him before getting up and leaving the room. At least she has something to do now, something interesting. Part of her still hopes that the burglary is hiding something more.
She can't wait to solve the case.