DEPUTY - woosan

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Wooyoung frowned, " You mean MY gun. " He corrected.

" It's my gun now. "
San replied, his pointer finger pressing the slightest at the trigger, creating the small clicking sound right before firing - the gun was a hair-strand in-width away from firing, it caused Wooyoung to agree immediately knowing that San was not afraid to kill someone if he desired to.

" Yeah, it's your gun now. "

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Wooyoung and Changbin were eating breakfast together by the police station's kitchen before their shift started, he looked up from his cereal and met Changbin already staring at him, his eyebrows was knitted together while he squinted his eyes.  " What?? It's disrespectful to stare. "   Wooyoung jokingly spat at Changbin, already slightly worried that Changbin might've noticed the hickeys, splayed proudly all over Wooyoung's neck and jawline, more were to be seen but those were hidden under his uniform shirt.

" And about those hickeys on your neck? " Changbin asked, he raised an eyebrow at Wooyoung with a smug smile on his face.

Of course.

" I don't know what you're talking about. "
Wooyoung answered, his stomach slightly dropping for some weird reason.

Wooyoung had poorly tried covering them up with concealer and a little foundation, he'd figured out that trying to explain all the hickeys on his neck to Changbin without making it sound like he was possibly about to date someone, which he isn't, didn't sound too ideal.

Turns out he didn't cover them as well as he thought he did.

Changbin smiled and shook his head at Wooyoung in disbelief.

Wooyoung's nose scrunched up at a very familiar, unwell smell, his brain had ignored it up until this point.
A putrid smell was constantly appearing at the station's kitchen and lounge for some reason, it's not in Wooyoung's imagination as multiple other officers had complained.
They'd notified the cleaning staff about it but none of the cleaning ladies can locate where and what the cause of the smell is, because it's everywhere.
It's as if the air inside the room is scented with the smell, which isn't a good one if you didn't catch that.

They'd been smelling the smell for about 4 months now, it returns every now and then, almost always in the morning when they flick on the lights, Wooyoung suggested to Soobin that it might be something wrong with the air vents.

Changbin also scrunched up his nose and pulled out perfume from his bag on the floor and sprayed some out in the air to temporarily ease the disgusting smell.

The latter looked at Wooyoung's neck again before licking his thumb and reaching over to Wooyoung who sat at opposite of him on the kitchen bar table they were sitting at.
He brushed over the supposedly 'nothing' only for it to reveal a pretty dark and fresh hickey.
He looked down at his thumb to see a layer of concealer had come off, Wooyoung cringed at it and avoided Changbin's gaze, fighting his lips threatening to curve into a smile.

" You know exactly what I'm talking about. "
Changbin smiled while leaning back in his chair, arms behind his head.
Wooyoung gave him the side eye and touched his neck - quickly coming up with a half lie half truth, hoping it would work.

  " I just made out with some guy that's it. "
Wooyoung said, smirking to himself.

" Some guy?? The way that bro was marking you doesn't tell me he's just "some" guy. "
Changbin said and wiggled his eyebrows at Wooyoung. Wooyoung rolled his eyes at him in response.   " One night thing, I don't even know his name. "