The rather small group of police cracked open the squeaky apartment door that was the entrance to Honor's house. The one in the lead cautiously flicked on a flash light, peering in and shining it around exposing a stained couch from the darkness. He looked back over his shoulder, nodding at the group, and walking inside. The four spread out to search the apartment.
Circle earlier that day had appeared at Honor's door crying. Honor, showing his rather soft side, let her inside.
"Really? I can't believe he'd do that to you!" Honor said, kicking his legs up on the coffee table, Circle sitting beside him with tears rolling down her cheeks.
"I-I know! And I still can't... I still can't believe it was with... with another guy!" She sobbed, staring forward.
Honor put an arm over her shoulders, pulling her close. She out of instinct, shoved her face into his neck crying. Honor sighed. "Some guys are just like that I guess," He shrugged a little, resting his chin on her head.
Honor laughed a little "Well, I'm not one of those guys."
Circle smiled weakly, looking up at him. She reached up, kissing him gently.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing a bit harder, while she wrapped her arms around his neck. He pushed forward a little, pressing her against the couch. He began to kiss even rougher.
Circle pulled away from a moment, her eyes lust-filled. "We should... take this to the bedroom~" She said, smirking. Honor nodded, grabbing her wrist, and dragging her to the bedroom.
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About 40 minutes later, a rather unlucky cop (while some might consider him lucky) walked in on the action, both of the two frozen in their movements, staying still. Of course, these events ended in Honor's arrest, and Circle being questioned non-stop.
