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Jimin whistles to himself as he looks at his own reflection in the rear view mirror. He fixes his hair and checks his neck for any hickeys before he smiles to himself.
"Oh my little vixen" he sighs thinking about you.
"The things you make me do" he chuckles before grabbing his sunglasses and stepping out of his car.
The soft wind blows through his clean blonde hair and he breathes in the nice spring air before smiling widely, he resumes whistling as he puts on his sunglasses and locks his car.
A group of women stroll by him and blush at him while whispering to each other. He lowers his glasses and looks at them, they stop to admire his handsome features and he grins and points to the first one...
"Too naive" he says and then points to the second one.
"Basic" then he points to the last girl and scans her from head to toe with a disappointed sigh.
"Sweetheart, you're not even in my league"
They hear him and gasp before rolling their eyes at him while rushing away. Unfazed, he watches them shaking his head to himself, no one was as beautiful as the little vixen he had waiting for him at home, none of the women he ever laid eyes even reached your ankles.
He chuckles and readjusts his sunglasses as he glances across the street to his priorities.
Across the street was the police department of Seoul, the one place he came to when he needed information and details without directly asking for it, not only was he here for details but he had something to achieve.
He grins to himself before crossing the streets and making his way up the stairs leading to the front door, once he gets there he sees his own reflection in the glass doors and his expression slowly changes.
His arrogant smile disappears, replaced by a humble, warm hearted and polite smile.
He pulls the door open and steps into the building not one bit surprised to see people running back and forth , the phone was ringing at every desk and no one paid attention to his entrance.
"Mr. Park" a loud voice says and he swirls around to face the person quickly, removing his sunglasses.
He bows politely as the tall and handsome man walks up to him, broad shoulders perfectly fitted for the law enforcement uniform he had on, dark hair and a young face.
"Good morning Officer Kim Seok-Jin" he says politely and the man takes out his hand. Jimin wipes his hand on his pants before taking the man's hand with both his hands in a sign of respect.
Officer Kim Seok was a guy who had been helped by his father to get into the police department, amongst many others. Jimin's father had given him his full support so Jimin knew him well, not that well but well enough and knew he was a talkative piece of shit who couldn't keep a secret even if you paid him.
