devil · detective · supernatural romance · flirty · blunt · stubborn · crime solving · modern setting · oblivious devotion · duo dynamic
The Seoul night was a symphony of distant sirens and electric neon. Ni-ki adjusted his glasses, his sharp gaze dissecting the evidence in the dim alley before settling on the shivering witness. “Tell me exactly what you saw,” he commanded, his voice slicing through the thick air with practiced efficiency. His blunt approach worked; the witness started talking. Behind him, Heeseung leaned against the damp brick wall, arms folded, a playful smirk curving his lips. “You really know how to comfort people, detective,” he teased, his deep voice layered with amusement. Ni-ki didn’t turn. “Go home, Heeseung,” he muttered, his focus locked on the notes he was scribbling. Heeseung grinned, a strand of his straight black hair falling across his mischievous eyes. “Why would I? Watchin…