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Chapter 34

Jimin's POV

When I'm inside the precinct, I'm approached by an officer asking if I needed some help.

"Hey, Park, right? What are you doing here this late?"

"Yeah...ummm, I'm looking for Officer Jeon."

The attractive officer wears her hair in a sleek ponytail that hangs about midway down her back. Her uniform fits her body well, hugging her curves as if it were painted on. Now, being the man that I am, I would have loved to see what we could get into off duty, yet here I am. Barely able to focus on her, all of my attention is zeroed in on finding Officer Jeon, thinking that he is the only way that I can check on Tia without coming off as a total creep. Yeah, sure, I know where she lives but I can't exactly just pop up.

Ms. Officer lets me know that Officer Jeon won't be on duty for another hour, which would usually aggravate me as I'm impatient by nature, but today I suddenly feel like I have all the time in the world. And so I wait. I decline coffee or water from her and I take a seat on an empty chair near Jeon's desk where I begin to scroll aimlessly through my phone.

After what seems like only a few minutes, Officer Jeon comes strutting over. My eyes involuntarily scan his body, admiring how his uniform spreads across his broad, muscular chest. I take notice of the way the veins in his arm protrude while a bag of food dangles from his fingertips. Fuck...what's a manly way to say he is fine as fuck. I bet he gets tons of women? I try to shake those misogynistic thoughts away, continuing to observe his every move as if in a trance. He has the most adorable smile, flashing it around as he greets his colleagues. Judging by the way he walks, I can tell he has a big d...

"Park? What's up? What are you doing here?"

I'm snatched from my thoughts, hoping that I didn't say any of that aloud. I'm a man, after all...we don't think like that about each other. Unless of course the man is gay, but I'm not gay. Right? I love women! Honestly, I do, but why am I so drawn and transfixed on this perfectly sculpted man? His beautifully warm and inviting eyes seem to peer into my soul. He's raising an eyebrow at me while I continue to stare, taking in the details of his beauty. His perfectly strong jawline, the way he's styled his hair, that cute little mole that taunts me from the shadow of his bottom lip...

"Park? Bro, you good?"

"Fuck...my bad, yeah. Yeah, I'm good."

He sits down at his desk, glancing at me from the corner of his eye before rummaging through the bag, pulling out a sandwich and a plastic bowl of assorted fruits. Unwrapping the sandwich carefully, he gestures towards me in offering. I decline his offer with a shake of my head and he continues to look at me, obviously giving me an opportunity to speak regarding my unexpected visit. I feel frozen in place, immediately regretting coming here, my face warms under his seemingly knowing expression.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Officer Jeon just smirks, blowing a breath out of his nostrils in amusement.

"Bro, I'm just waiting for you to tell me what's up. Is there something you need from me?"

"Ummm...yeah, I just wanted to see how things are going. Just wanted to check in, you know?"

He just nods his head, a lump of food in his cheek, chewing and swallowing it down before speaking again.

"Are you wanting to check on Tia?"

I damn near fall backwards out of the chair, the question striking my core like a ton of bricks. Completely embarrassed, I compose myself while wishing the earth would just open up and swallow me whole.