Dollmaker || Jikook

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"You're Park Jimin right?"

Jimin's eyes give the other a weary glare, clearly expressing his annoyance with the constant question from the cop that was sitting in the passenger's seat, beside him.

"That's what my name plate says." He sighs through gritted teeth, in a matter-of-fact tone.

"I've heard a lot about you."

Jimin does not retort, he prefers not to converse, he knows the where the topic will head to eventually, and he does not have the strength to deal with an overly nosy cop.

"Aren't you curious? Won't you ask me what the rumors are?"

Kim Taehyung was good-looking, he was built, he was taller than the other, and Jimin had initially let his eyes wander for a while at the other, lust-filled. However, the patrol officer seemingly couldn't keep his mouth shut throughout their drive to the station where the Han family's original investigation files were recorded.

"I could care less about rumors." He muttered, earning a slight chuckle from the other.

"Everybody thinks you slept with the Director." Taehyung grinned. "And that's how he let you in on this case, so early."

Jimin snorts, it wasn't something unexpected off the rumor of course, but it was surely the first time someone had said it to his face.

"The Director has a wife and two children." Jimin chimed coolly.

"I mean— with a face and body like this, agent— I can't really blame him."

"What a terrible way to flirt." Jimin scoffs, rolling his eyes, he found the situation very un-amusing.

"Oh? Am I that obvious?" The officer shifts in his seat with a nervous laugh, turning his head towards the other, and Jimin simply refused to meet the other's gaze, even for a second.

"Officer, you're eating me up with your eyes since the past hour."

Jimin knows he's unconventionally attractive, attractive in the eyes of men and women, he had maintained his androgenous features to his advantage, switching between his masculine and feminine, it had become a strong pursuit, to be able to appeal to both genders with equal arousal. His built was lean, waist slim, but under the pale pure skin rippled hard muscles, he had strength and stability, and he also had his presence of mind and speed.

In short, he knew he was sexy, promising, appealing.

"Well, you're not wrong."

Bold, Jimin mentally appreciated that, even though it wasn't nearly flattering.

"You believe them?" Jimin cocks his head to the side, eyeing the other for a second. "The rumors."

"Well, sexual favors aren't rare in this field." Taehyung starts, as if he was serious for once this time. "I don't think you did though, I just have this feeling, plus I respect the Director, he wouldn't be as weak-minded as me."

"You're a terrible person." Jimin comments monotonously at the acceptance that Taehyung would indeed, have folded, succumbed to his lust if he was in place of the director.

"Won't deny." Taehyung laughs.

Jimin had hoped that would end the conversation, unfortunately for him, Taehyung talked a lot.

"So where did you train—"

"Does it really matter, officer." He grumbled, expressing his frustration at the constant questioning, Jimin always felt better off not engaging in meaningless conversations. "Your mouth opens too much, too often, I'd rather not engage in small talk."