[Warning: This chapter includes scenes that depict drinking and drug taking. Reader discretion is advised.]
A knock at the door disrupted the stillness of Jake's apartment. Peering through the peephole, he caught sight of a tall, well-built man donning a dark blue uniform. Recognizing the figure as Inspector Lee, he swiftly unlocked the door, granting him entry.
"Sorry for interrupting, sir," Heeseung spoke in his official police tone. "I'm here to investigate any potential gang connections related to the robbery."
Jake nodded, acknowledging Heeseung's presence. "Yes, Inspector Lee."
Curiosity piqued, Heeseung inquired, "Where is the broken door? We specifically instructed you not to dispose of any evidence."
Jake shrugged, his voice carrying a hint of nonchalance. "Yeah, I just changed the door. Maybe the landlord kept it in his garage."
"Please guide me," Heeseung requested politely, indicating his desire to examine the discarded door.
Leading the way, Jake escorted Heeseung to the garage, where the remnants of the broken door were stored. As Heeseung inspected the door, a realization dawned upon him. The door hadn't simply been broken; it had been methodically cut through with a chainsaw.
"Intriguing," Heeseung murmured to himself, jotting down notes in his trusty notebook.
As the investigation progressed, the group responsible for the robbery was apprehended. However, to Heeseung's surprise, they appeared to have no affiliation with the gang he had suspected. The pieces of the puzzle didn't quite fit together, leaving him with a lingering sense of unease.
One particular evening, Heeseung found himself back in the familiar surroundings of the bar. His gaze swept across the room, keenly observing the individuals present. Among them, he spotted Jake, immersed in the dim lighting and the pulsating music.
Intrigue flared within Heeseung as he noticed someone surreptitiously slipping a substance into Jake's drink. Acting swiftly, he approached Jake, his concern overriding his official duties. Heeseung seized Jake's jacket and whispered, "Babe, it's time to go home."
Guiding Jake out of the bar, Heeseung swiftly ushered him into his car, determined to protect him from the unknown danger that lurked within his drink. He drove them to his own apartment, where he gently placed Jake on the bed. However, in his intoxicated state, Jake clung tightly to Heeseung's shirt, pulling him closer.
"Babe," slurred Jake, his voice laced with desire. He tugged at Heeseung's clothing, drawing him into a deep, passionate kiss. His hands wandered, caressing Heeseung's shoulder and neck, their touch sending shivers down Heeseung's spine. He could clearly feel Heeseung's blood pumping crazy.
Struggling to resist the overwhelming temptation, Heeseung fought against the rising tide of emotions within him. Eventually, he managed to break away from the intoxicating kiss, his heart pounding with a mixture of longing and fear. He knew he had to leave before he succumbed to the depths of his forbidden desires.
Looking into Jake's eyes, Heeseung's voice trembled with an unspoken confession. "I can't," he whispered, his voice carrying a bittersweet tone. With that, he swiftly departed, leaving Jake behind, his heart torn between the ecstasy of the moment and the consequences that loomed in the shadows.
As the night grew darker, Heeseung grappled with the weight of his emotions. He knew that their paths were destined to cross again, that the boundaries between duty and desire would blur with each passing moment. The delicate dance between love and justice had only just begun, and the choices they made would shape their lives in unforeseen ways.
As the morning light filtered through the curtains, Jake awoke with a pounding headache. At first, he attributed it to a typical hangover, but the intensity of the pain made him question his assumption. Something wasn't right. It soon became clear that he had been drugged the night before, his memory of the events hazy and fragmented.
A sense of unease settled within Jake as he felt another pair of lips pressed against his own. The sensation was familiar yet foreign, stirring conflicting emotions within him. Confusion mingled with a subtle longing, but the lack of recollection left him grappling for answers. He tried to push the thoughts aside, dismissing them as remnants of a blurred night and focused on regaining his composure.
Meanwhile, Heeseung had spent a restless night, his mind consumed by the lingering sensation of their stolen kiss. The touch of their lips haunted him, their connection etched into his very being. It was a feeling he had long suppressed, one that had resurfaced with undeniable force. He knew he couldn't allow himself to be entangled in the web of emotions that threatened to ensnare him.
Seeking solace, Heeseung ventured into a nearby café, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filling the air. He ordered his usual dose of caffeine and made his way through the bustling police station. As he navigated the familiar surroundings, his gaze fell upon Jake, engrossed in conversation with someone. They appeared to be close, a pang of jealousy tugging at Heeseung's heart.
Determined to prioritize his duty, Heeseung reminded himself of the stakes involved. Jake's innocence was paramount, and he couldn't afford to be swayed by personal desires. Suppressing the flicker of jealousy, he hardened his resolve, vowing to keep a professional distance.
While Jake engaged with his companion, unaware of Heeseung's presence, a lingering curiosity and longing lingered in his heart. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was an unspoken connection between them, one that transcended their current circumstances. Yet, with no memory to anchor his emotions, he reluctantly pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the present and the need to uncover the truth.
In the intricate dance of their intertwined lives, both Jake and Heeseung found themselves grappling with conflicting emotions. Each step forward in their investigation brought them closer to uncovering the secrets that lay hidden. However, the fragile balance between duty and desire threatened to unravel, leaving them both vulnerable to the forces that sought to keep them apart.
As the path ahead grew increasingly tangled, Jake and Heeseung would have to make choices that would shape not only their lives but also the very fabric of their connection. The lines between right and wrong blurred, and the consequences of their actions would reverberate far beyond their individual fates. In the face of uncertainty, they would be forced to confront their deepest desires and decide whether to embrace the forbidden or remain bound by the constraints of their respective roles.
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Criminal Love || Heejake
FanfictionWarning: This story contains scenes of violence, gunshots, murder, and crime. Reader discretion is advised. Main ship: Heejake; Lead ship: Sunsun In the dark heart of Seoul, where danger lurks in every shadow, two lives on opposite sides of the law...