Namjoon had always been determined to serve justice and uphold law - but when he's assigned to catch the notorious gangster Jungkook, he knew his principles would be put to test.
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As Namjoon silently entered the prison cell, he couldn't help but let go of the sense of satisfaction and accomplishment he felt for a brief second when Jungkook's hands were being cuffed at the station. He was too realistic not to admit that this was going way too smoothly. If the organisation agreed onto letting one of them have a closer look in the police department then he would've let them believe that just for fun.
Something was definitely up and he just had to dig in deeper.
There he was, with his dark, ruffled hair and intimidating aura, sat nonchalantly on the other side of the table. He looked young, too young to be a gangster, but Namjoon knew better. He had been in this job long enough to know that sometimes the most dangerous criminals could come in the most unexpected packages and that humans were mere puppets in the hands of power. Jungkook's mischievous smirk and piercing gaze only made Namjoon more cautious.
As Namjoon took a seat across from him, Jungkook's eyes roamed over him, taking in his neatly pressed uniform and glasses perched on his nose. 'Those suit you, officer..' Jungkook taunted, referring to Namjoon's eyewear.
Namjoon ignored the jab and got straight to business. He knew that Jungkook was a clever and cunning guy, and he wasn't going to let his guard down. 'I know you have a reason behind all the crimes your gang has committed. I want to know the real motive behind it,' Namjoon said, his voice firm and steady.
Jungkook chuckled, leaning back in his chair. 'You caught me, Officer Kim. But do you really think I'd spit it out for you only because you're looking so hot right now?' he replied, his sharp eyes glinting with amusement.
Frustrated, Namjoon leaned in closer, his voice more stern than before. 'I know you're not the mastermind behind everything. Don't you feel any guilt for all the crimes you've committed so far?'
Jungkook closed his eyes and tilted his head back, refusing to answer. Namjoon studied him closely, wondering why has he fallen into the world of crime. He couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment.
As Namjoon continued to question Jungkook, he couldn't help but be annoyed at the lack of cooperation. Jungkook leaned in on the table, his handcuffed hands brushing against Namjoon's crisp police uniform. He had expected this from the notorious gangster- a sly and manipulative young man who enjoyed playing mind games with the law.
Jungkook's smirk turned into a mischievous grin as he leaned even closer, their faces inches apart. Namjoon could feel his breath on his skin, sending shivers down his spine. But before he could react, Jungkook gently took off his glasses with his mouth, his smirk shamelessly brushing against his left cheek.
