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Neighbors - 2

Jang-mi stares down the cop as he visibly fumbles his response.

Something is not right. She can feel it in her bones ever since her neighbor uttered that weird advice. Then he acted even weirder with his nonsense requests.

Razor? Coffee?

As if he doesn't want to let her go in and continue her night with her date. Not that she will continue. Nothing will happen tonight, sadly. Her plan is to have a glass of wine then send him on his way.

How can she expect something to happen with a guy when her head is full of another guy?

She quirks an eyebrow at 𝘵𝘩𝘦 other guy. "Has a cat got your tongue, Detective? You are inexplicably silent."

He inhales and faces her, a serious expression on his handsome face. "Can we speak at my place? Alone?"

She shivers with anticipation hearing the question. Is he— is he interested in her? Is that why he acted strangely tonight?

More importantly— should she go for it?

Fuck! She has Han Yi-soo inside. "I told you, I have a guest."

"Just for a few minutes. You can decide once you have all the fact."

Omo—

"What fact?"

"Not here. Someone may hear." He glances beyond her, to the inside of her apartment. "How about I go to my apartment? I'll wait there."

"But—"

"Five minutes. And I'll make you coffee. Arabica."

Jang-mi looks at the container in her hands; so, coffee was an excuse. She is tempted. She wants to get to the bottom of this. If he is indeed interested in her—

Maybe she should rethink about her neighbor rule.

The detective carefully steps back to get out of her apartment and somehow— she follows him step by step.

"Wait—" he stops. "Your date."

"I think my date is over a while ago with you bothering me so much!" She grumbles.

"Ouch."

She sighs. "Sorry, it's uncalled for. What about my date?"

"Do you think it's wise to leave him alone?"

"You were the one who said not here!"

"I— I know."

"So, what now? Changing your mind? And why are you whispering?"

"Jang-mi-ssi?" Both of them freeze at her date's voice calling them. They look at each other and curse at the same time.

"Fuck!"
"Shit!"

"Sshhh! Why do you have to be so loud when you swear?"

She stands there, stunned that he just scolded her!

He stuns her even further by closing the door to her apartment and grabbing her hand. She automatically pulls her hand back as the static electricity courses through their connection. But he reaches for her again and drags her to the nearest door which happens to be a small and narrow bathroom for guest.

Their hand clasps together as they turn toward each other. "Detective! What are you doing?"

"This is not how I'm going to do it, but I have no choice."

"For god sake—"

"Stop dating him."

DEG!

Her heart stops its beat for a second at his statement before it resumes its steadfast pounding. Especially with the way his thumb absentmindedly rubs hers.