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A hand pressed against his chest, holding him in place. The slight glow of the face in front of him wasn't enough to make out his facial expressions, even as he leaned in closer. "You think fucking you is going to give me a sweet spot for you?" He questioned, Jisung could barely make out his lips perking up in a teasing smile. "Gonna get you out of trouble?" He added.
Jisung's mind raced, trying to figure out what to say. He usually always knew what to say and when to say it, now he was at a loss for words. He didn't know if the other wanted him to do anything or he was trying to test him, and get him into more trouble.
He took a breath. Then dropped to his knees in front of him, he was freaking out internally. He was about to get arrested and he was making it so much worse. "I don't know, officer," He said, batting his eyelashes. "Should we test that theory?"
OR: Jisung's stupid, spontaneous attempt at getting out of trouble, actually works.