The Reality of it All

When Seungcheol signed up to become a police officer, he never thought he would spend his time filling out DUI forms, dealing with noise complaints, and especially not dealing with obnoxious, entitled, rich college kids. He signed up for the thrill of car chases and the danger of being caught in cross fires, not getting called in every week to settle down one pain in the ass kid who only calmed down in his presence.

Speaking of such, said kid sat right in front of Seungcheol as he passed the documents over the table to the younger man. "Just sign these release papers and you can go," Seungcheol informed as he looked at the two way mirror behind the detainee, grimacing when he could see the wrinkles of his uniform; He'd make a mental note to iron them out completely next time. Focusing on the matter at hand, Seungcheol looked back to the younger male across the table, noticing that he had not yet made any movement to sign.

Seungcheol sighed as he walked closer, stopping a few feet from the younger. "Mr. Lee, the quicker you sign those papers, the quicker you can go."

The peach haired male smirked at Seungcheol. "It's Jihoon," he replied, twirling the pen in his hand.

"Well, it's Mr. Lee in this situation."

"No, I think it's definitely Jihoon in this situation." The younger sat back in his chair, intent on defying Seungcheol until he got what he wanted. Seungcheol would have scolded the kid for being disrespectful to an officer but this kid, no this kid would probably make a sexual joke out of it. Seungcheol has had enough incidents with him that he was honestly cautious of what he does in front of Jihoon. Scolding the boy further would probably even turn Jihoon on, so he didn't reprimand him.

Seungcheol sighed instead. "Alright, Jihoon, sign the papers."

Jihoon continued to smirk, not once keeping his eyes off of the male officer. It was making Seungcheol quite uncomfortable. "What if I don't want to?" Jihoon asked.

"Then we'd have to keep you in here."

"Doesn't sound so bad, considering that you'll have to keep watch over me, officer." Seungcheol felt a chill go down his spine, he reasoned it's because he hates the tone. Honestly, this kid. "Mr. Le-"

"Ah ah, what did I just say?"

Seungcheol exhaled out through his nose, trying to keep himself together. "Jihoon, you vandalized a house, destroyed private property, and not to mention you had a physical altercation. Do you really think right now is the time to flirt with me?"

"Ah, so then is there a time?"

Seungcheol mentally groaned. This kid was really not listening to a word he's saying right now. It's a miracle no one pressed chargers on him. "Just sign the damn papers. I have a job to do and handling delinquent kids is not how I want to do it," Seungcheol snapped.

Jihoon raised an eyebrow, "Ouch, hot and tempered; I like that."

Seungcheol felt the urge to shake some damn sense into the boy, but he thankfully didn't need to. Jihoon decided to spare him any further agitation and reached over the table, taking the documents in his hand and signed the papers without reading through them. He didn't even need to read them, this wasn't his first 'visit' to the police department. Tossing the papers away from him, Jihoon looked at Seungcheol as the officer caught the documents before they fell off the table. Seungcheol made sure the pages were signed and closed the folder.

"There, signed and over with. Now, do I get I prize? preferably something tall and handsome," Jihoon said as he raked his eyes over Seungcheol's body, making Seungcheol feel exposed.

Seungcheol scoffed as he turned away and headed to the door, opening it with a sense of relief. "You can go now," said Seungcheol. Jihoon rose promptly in his seat as he made his way to the door, stopping in front of Seungcheol.