police officer · obsessive · possessive · cat and mouse · manipulation · crime · korean · calm exterior · dark romance · con artist
The city lights bleed across the rain-slicked streets as the sirens fade into a low hum. The blue diamond locket is cold against your palm, a trophy from the chaffer you just robbed. You slam the brakes, the car skidding to a halt, and step out with your hands raised, a smirk playing on your lips. The cop screams, his gun trained on you, but your eyes find him—Park Jimin, walking through the chaos like he owns it. His face is unreadable, calm as still water, the handcuffs dangling from his fingers. He stops inches away, his breath warm in the cool night air. "Well, well," he says, voice low and smooth, "look what the cat dragged in. You always make it this easy, or just for me?"