read between the lines ;

"if i could ; i would feel nothing ; and that's truth ; and i don't care. " AU rp account of Jeon Jeongguk. Exclusive for 24/7krp.

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red handed // jjk x kth

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247tae:

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He was fully aware of the fact that he was a horrible person, but when did that ever stop him? Why try to fix something that was already so ruined and beyond repair. Taehyung saw no point in any of it, and thus making no improvements. Life was too short, he just wanted to have some fun before it was his time to go.

“Listen, I’m not dangerous. You don’t have to be so trigger-happy, babe. Do I get to know your name this time, or do I have to keep giving you some?” Taehyung questions innocently, arms still upraised as he stood and waited for his capture. “As handsome and darling as you are, I’d love to know a name. Or is it my turn to play detective and figure it out myself?”

Jeongguk usually never messes up. His number of idiotic mistakes greatly lowered after he graduated from high school, calculating every step and every move he would take. He learned the art of breathing in and pausing in his tracks to get a better view of things. He wasn’t the reckless kid he used to be before, despite the more grant of freedom now that he has mostly in control of his life.

Yet he didn’t take in account how his last night’s rendezvous would be his enemy on gun point. Heck, if Jeongguk would have known fate is such a silly motherfucker, then he should have just stayed in his unit and pleasured himself alone. That detail alone gives Jeongguk the disadvantage he didn’t know he would have, ever. His morals couldn’t take it, and yes, this cold-blooded officer actually has his own set of morals that he dutifully follows.

It seems like every word that comes out from Taehyung’s mouth causes Jeongguk to voluntarily grip on his gun tighter. It was clear to his furrowed eyebrows and hot, piercing stare on the criminal that he was aggravated beyond belief, and not because Taehyung stole some items that Jeongguk gives a shit about, but rather he was mad at himself that he let this notorious criminal in his space to let out some heat last night. Taehyung’s last words made Jeongguk fully lost his “cool” and “collected” demeanor, cocking his shot gun and shooting it just about five inches away from Taehyung’s face.

“Honestly I thought you would have known from last night how angry I could get, but I guess that small slip of my finger just reminded you how I could be both in bed and in duty, Kim,” Jeongguk’s features darkened, his grin turning into a half-smirk as he approached his target and grabbing his hands, arresting Taehyung. “I didn’t get your pretty face scratched, right?” Jeongguk mocked Taehyung’s playful tone as he skilfully trapped both of his hands with the officer’s right hand and with his other hand stroking his cheek.

“Anything you say can and will be held against you,” Jeongguk finally reached out his handcuffs and placed them on Taehyung’s. “So only say my name: Jeon Jeongguk.”

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casual looks pt 2 👌🏻

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red handed // jjk x kth

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247tae:

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“Handsome, is that you? Fancy seeing you again. Just last night wasn’t enough?” Taehyung snickers at his own comment, humming a light tune. “Funny, you didn’t mention anything about being a cop last night. Guess you were a little preoccupied, huh?”

Taehyung was definitely going to have fun with this.

Chasing and arresting criminals wasn’t his forte. Jeongguk was immediately assigned to do office work as soon as he graduated, sparing him from another training of pure hunt down of Seoul’s notorious criminals. He wasn’t so sure if he was thankful for that privilege or should he take it as a great disadvantage, since he wasn’t so sure how criminals think and behave on their territory. Sure, he solved a few mystery cases just by inspecting, but the lack of action in his job is now showing. This wasn’t just a simple collecting and connecting clues to hunt down the criminal; this time it involves the action and mind games to have the suspect locked behind bars.

“Are you deaf? Didn’t I tell you exactly what to do in an orderly manner?” Jeongguk was hot headed, which was unusual to the Jeongguk inside the air-conditioning of his assigned station. Despite the cold summer night breezing through, his blood was rushing and his body heat provides more temperature than he wanted and need right now. He didn’t even take the time to process the guy’s features, which was a rookie mistake Jeongguk could commit. The man was rather weak looking, but his aura definitely gave Jeongguk a premonition that this dude definitely knows what he is doing and that he is an expert. But Jeongguk was fearless, or that’s what he wants himself to think.

“Put it down and raise your hands up,” Jeongguk motioned his handgun for the other to follow. The next words of the criminal had his eyes widen in realization, the last night’s activity starting to come back. It should have been an act of having his stress relieved, but if that night’s passion turned out to be his worst enemy in the next, then Jeongguk would much rather throw himself off the window of a moving vehicle for associating himself with a criminal, of all people.

Disgusted at himself, Jeongguk’s facial features soured. He tried threatening the other by pointing his gun closer with his foot inching closer and his grip on the gun tighter. “Not a word, Kim,” was the best comeback he could think of right now. He was shaken with the sudden plot twist, but he had to keep his head cool to capture this son of a bitch that Jeongguk definitely slept with. “I didn’t expect to meet you again ever. Definitely didn’t expect to meet you like this. You have to do more than begging this time to let you go.”

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reforget // jjk x lsh

@247seunghoon​

It was stupid for Jeongguk to think that joining a camping trip would be anything remotely fun and entertaining. Possibly, the scenery does something for his stressed out mind from all of the criminals and toxic workplace in general, so maybe he did need a time away from people.

But not in this kind of context wherein he’s currently so lost that he has no idea where he is right now, and a shit ton of cameras following around. Jeongguk was smart to outwit those pesky beings as if he was anything remotely significant before. He definitely wandered too much with the campsite no where from his sight; so much for his soul searching and alone time. He was completely alone anyway on his daily basis. The calming rustle of the tree’s leaves was anything but white noise, making him think of the times he was in Cheongnam. A horrible thought in his head, but joining Gossip Girl’s treat can’t make him think of anything else really. Jeongguk had changed a lot since then and he wouldn’t trade for who he is right now, but the carefree attitude is something he misses.

Sat alone in the middle of the forest and only the moon as his companion and the twinkling stars easing his thoughts, Jeongguk felt tranquil. Maybe this whole trip wasn’t bad, if you forgot about the fact that this trip is a show in its own. Meeting a few familiar faces hadn’t brought him any scars from the past, and he had yet to see or meet someone from his clique again (which is something he both dreads and wants to do). His state of peaceful thoughts had to be cut short though, as he heard the rustling of dry leaves on the ground being crunched up with every footstep.

“Who’s there?” Jeongguk stood up from the ledge he had used as a comfortable seat, looking at the dark void of the deep forest. He didn’t want to be a crazy dude who hears random noises. “Speak up!”

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hidden [past] // jjk x psm

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247xstella:

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The loss of warmth caused her to stir. A soft, inaudible whine escaped her lips. Arms and legs stretching slightly as she tried to get the warmth back. Slowly, her eyelids lifted, eyes searching for the body which was holding her previously. “Oppa…” Stella called out upon noticing he was not too far away from the bed. She rolled over onto his side, his body heat made the area warm enough for her to cease rolling and nuzzle his pillow. “What are you doing? Come back to bed.” Her eyes caught the mobile device resting in his palm but she did not think too much of it. “Are you taking pictures of me sleeping?”

Usually, Stella’s half-asleep voice would make him weak. He adored how soft it sounded and how vulnerable it was that it just makes him feel like he wanted to protect her. But when he has done a real idiotic action, Jeongguk found it threatening. His face was pale, yet he managed to give his girlfriend a smile. It wasn’t genuine, but it was definitely passable as one. His heartbeat was racing, and her questions got him off guard. At this moment, Jeongguk only gave her a short hum as a response that wasn’t either a yes or no to her question, because really, he was whipped for his girlfriend. He couldn’t lie to Stella. Or at least he taught he couldn’t.

Jeongguk quickly locked his phone, leaving it on the shelf where it was originally at, only now it wasn’t hidden behind a few figures. He had snaked his arms around Stella’s waist, placing a few soft kisses on the nuzzle of her neck. “You’re adorable,” was the first sort of proper response Jeongguk gave his girlfriend, hoping that the loud and strong thump of his chest isn’t felt at Stella’s back. He panicked with her waking up suddenly, so the cursed video was still on his phone.  He wondered to himself why he didn’t just delete it while he had the fucking chance.

“Have you rested well? Do you want to go somewhere and have dinner?” Jeongguk’s voice was naturally sweet, so if he thinks that his voice is projecting it the way he wants it to, then he’s safe. “It’ll be my treat. You can also take a bath first if you want.”

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intervene // jjk x kjy

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247jiyong:

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The man’s look that has this purity worthy of a child can’t soften him up right away. Currently he’s not driven by fury but by mixed emotions. He squints in confusion as his jaw is clenched, sliding his hands into the pockets of his jeans. Does he feel betrayed? Disappointed? He can’t tell, yet what he’s sure about is that calming down won’t come easy to him. “Don’t tell me what to do, officer Jeon.” Jiyong scoffs and wryness tints his voice. “How come you are a cop now? You?”

High school was nothing but a mix of good and bad experiences for Jeongguk. In those times, he was regularly tested on how much of an honor student he is; if that status of his was only grade conscious-deep or does it show deep down to his actions when the school bells starts to ring. Surely, the right answer was the first. And Jiyong was a witness to it. Jeongguk loved Jiyong, in a way that a younger brother would to his older bro. That was their dynamic. Jeongguk loved Jiyong’s carelessness, despite how similar their backgrounds are. And Jiyong definitely took care of Jeongguk, by showing him how fun high school can be if Guk would just care less of what his family thinks. Jeongguk wished to be like Jiyong at some point. Maybe he did, since he got under Gossip Girl’s radar pretty easily without Jiyong’s help.

If it wasn’t because of this heated atmosphere, Jeongguk would have easily shown his true emotions and just, pout and plead. Maybe apologize, for turning out to be a police officer, of all professions he could have chosen to take. Of course hyung would have a sour face right now. Of course hyung will question me like this. Of course, hyung is disappointed. Jeongguk’s wild thoughts about what Jiyong thinks of him right now flooded his head, but as what a responsible cop should do, Jeongguk takes in a deep breath, his face stern but eyes full of emotion.

Jeongguk won’t lie that Jiyong’s words didn’t hurt him even a bit. But that’s an issue he has to forget as soon as he felt it. “I’m trying to make this situation better for everyone involved, hyung,” the last word felt heavier as it left the young man’s lips, as if he knows he doesn’t have the right to say that towards Jiyong anymore. “People change, things happened, and now I am here,” Jeongguk couldn’t possibly tell him how his present is basically dictated to him in the past already, that his whole future is laid out on a blueprint by his family. Jiyong would not take any of that bullshit for sure, and Jeongguk knows he wouldn’t take any kind of explanation anyway. “Look, I—I don’t know, this whole thing is weird. Us meeting like this… I mean. “

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red handed // jjk x kth

@247tae

His job was boring. No matter how extreme his training might have been for the past four years, Jeongguk can’t believe that being an assistant inspector at Seoul would be this dreading. Studying way too many laws at school might have given him more thrill than being at his actual job. Sighing at the pile of paperworks he had finished ahead of his time, Jeongguk stared at his radio lazily placed on his desk. It will sound morally wrong, but the bored officer wishes someone was robbed around the area, so he could feel a little thrill on this afternoon.

“Requesting for backup. Criminal Kim is caught stealing vintage items and is now on the run. Last seen was at the intersection…”

And as if he hadn’t wished for an actual crime to happen, Jeongguk jolted on his seat, wide-eyed as he grabbed his small radio and listened intently to the message. The criminal was near, and Jeongguk was sure he could chase him down without using his police car. Before he could even confirm that he’s answering their needed backup, Jeongguk sprinted out of the station; his feet mercilessly went to the shortcut where he was certain he could corner the criminal on a dead end.

Jeongguk is physically fit. His eyes are blessed with 20/20 vision, and without a doubt, he has his eyes locked on “Criminal Kim”. He has kept on hearing this nickname around the station, and sure, the surname Kim should be one of the more common names on South Korea, yet in this particular gained that title somehow that Jeongguk has yet to know how or why.  His gap between the criminal and himself is getting nearer, as Jeongguk is about to drive him into a narrow alleyway.

As soon as the chase ended up to where Jeongguk wanted them to be at, he pointed his shotgun to the criminal and young officer shouted, “Put down those stolen items, and raise your hands where I can see them.”

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slip of the tongue

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247soobin:

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soobin takes the bus down the road, to the plot of land behind her old house. it’s not in use, soil infertile and useless for anything other than overgrown grass and weeds. it serves its purpose, though, as it has for the past two decades and some; the plants have the small stone marker she’d made obscured, save for someone who knows where to look.

it is simple sentimentality, really. she remembers the aftermath of the first time she’d squeezed, and squeezed too hard – they’d led her away, after she cried, but she’d returned, and taken the puppy back. she remembers carrying herself in a delicately fastidious manner, the still warm body tucked into her bag, as if the smallest jolt would bring it back to life. she had buried it under the tall poplar tree behind her house, with a stone marker wedged deeply in the ground. every day, until she moved away, she would pick a flower from the roadside greenery and place it by the marker.

in the time that she’s been away, the poplar tree has been cut down, and the remaining shrubbery grown to half her height, overrun with weeds and miscellaneous plants not planned by the city committee. soobin finds the stump easily; it is the only patch of land not decorated with green, and the stone marker beside it. it’s worn with age, edges long since smoothed out. she bends down, taking care not to dirty her jeans, and sets the wildflowers down beside the makeshift headstone. it feels oddly irreverent to just leave, the old tradition feeling hypocritical and juvenile now, so soobin lingers and whispers a blessing to no one in particular.

It’s been a while since Jeongguk strolled around the city without a thought boggling in his chaotic mess of a mind. Nothing but the soft winds blowing through his covered skin as his companion; it felt nice to wander around without a clear sense of purpose as to why Jeongguk is doing something trivial and mundane as this.

Unusual. It’s nothing like Jeon Jeongguk to act on something without using his head or why would he allow himself to spend time without achieving anything valuable of him. The last time he did this was when he was still in high school. Young, naïve, thinking he could take on the world with nothing but dumb luck and a few pinches of calculated steps. Turns out that wasn’t the best way to live as a Jeon. His past made extremely wary of his actions, weighing every possible consequence that might come along.

The consequence (or rather, a non-calculated outcome) for his wandering is a familiar figure whispering something to the wind that Jeongguk isn’t sure if the message will get delivered. It’s been years, and the woman has definitely aged gracefully, and the young officer knows it’s his old friend Soobin. Jeongguk softly pattered on the pavement, silently observing her, until he finds the right moment to gently tap on her shoulder, greeting her with a sincere smile.

“A pleasant surprise meeting you here, Soobin.”

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intervene // jjk x kjy

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Jiyong’s barely conscious of his fist meeting the guy’s cheek and when he’s about to gift him with another punch, he feels how someone separates them. “You think I care about your stupid badge?!” He shouts and turns his head to the policeman who suddenly appeared. As his features come into his sight, the familiarity sends chills down his spine and for a while he stands still with his mouth agape. “Jeongguk..?”

He definitely came here for a good time. Yet there he is, trying to control a fight outside his own hours of his duty. An admirable and noble act coming from someone else who doesn’t know Jeongguk on a personal level (if there was any who actually knew him that well), but if given the choice, he’d much rather prefer hitting it off with the random girl on the bar that passed his standards and leave the next morning, just like how his usual nights would go. Maybe it was the training, or maybe it’s just plain moral obligation, but Jeongguk could not fight against his instinct to properly solve the issue that’s in front of him.

Jeongguk could not relate to people’s emotions very well. That’s what he has learned for the past years. Sure, he could easily fake it and also find shallow joy in certain situations but he could never understand nor try to theorize why a person should act that way on an emotional level. So when the sudden outburst of the voice was now directed at him, Jeongguk couldn’t help but to almost shove him right back and just fight the person that threw the first punch, but the familiar face in front of Jeongguk made him feel a sudden pain on his chest.

“Hyung,” his eyebrows furrowed yet his eyes widened as if it still has its hint of innocence like back when they were still in high school. His grip on Jiyong’s wrist loosened, his mouth and expression mirroring his once called friend back the time he was more reckless and less of an enforcer of the law and order.  His face screamed confusion, yet his facial features softened while clarity and realization washes over him. “Please calm down,” Jeongguk immediately toned down his voice to a friendlier tune, trying to knock some sense into Jiyong as an old friend and not as an officer. “Let’s fix this in a calm and collected state so no one gets more injuries and no one gets placed behind the bars tonight, okay?”

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fake it till you make it // jjk x osh

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Taking his seat, he crossed his legs over each other, not even bothering with ordering for now. “So, let’s get down to business, shall we? We both know why we’re here. Rule number one, you do not say the word ‘love.’ I can’t even stomach the thought. If you need me to say it for some reason at some point…maybe, but there’s a price,” he warned. He could pretend a lot of things, but he wouldn’t go that far. One, no one would believe him – especially his family – but two, he could never say anything like that to anyone.

There were a few things why Jeongguk wouldn’t want to agree with their setup. One of it is that it was too much of a hassle. Yet when the pros weighted heavier than the cons (especially that Jeongguk doesn’t have any other choice if he wanted his ice-cold reputation to stay with his name), the young officer accepted the deal with the sense of defeat is close to none. It wasn’t so hard to say ‘yes’ when he found their situation has a value when his own family starts to ask the dreaded question of when will he settle down, despite his very young age.

Jeongguk almost wanted to leave from the moment Sehun’s lips said the word sweetheart addressing to him, yet he could only groan a little and roll his eyes as a proper response. He couldn’t start acting what he’s supposed to do just yet when there’s no audience that needs to be fooled like a magic act. The young man should save his tricks later, right? He was so familiar with Sehun, thanks to the frequent family dinners they both attend at ever since they were children, so Jeongguk can definitely act a bit loose around his, well, boyfriend.

The first rule almost made Jeongguk laugh, almost spitting out his iced coffee all over the table that’s in between them. Instead he just chocked and coughed with the thought of himself saying the word love to anyone. The word in itself can be considered as foreign in Jeongguk’s vocabulary with how long it has been since he said it to anyone anyway. “Got it,” he replied, whilst catching his own breath from his small reaction. “Sorry I almost spewed coffee; it was just hilarious for me to think I’d say that word,” Jeongguk lets out a small smirk. “But yeah, I got the rule, crystal clear.”

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intervene // jjk x kjy

@247jiyong

Fighting crime trying to save the world: it came from a popular theme song from Power Puff Girls, yet it perfectly fits Jeongguk’s actual job as a policeman. From the start of his shift until the end of it, it was the only mindset he has in his head, so no matter how hard the day was from him (considering that the amount of crimes in Seoul are pretty rampant), he would feel like a some sort of superhero.

But no, not that thought should exist at this moment, when all Jeongguk’s body now craves is for some release of tension that built up on his day to day job. All he wanted was to feel a certain connection to someone, someone he could possibly bring to his house and fool around with. The alcohol going through his throat was not enough of a release, and the cute girl trying to strike a conversation across this bar seemed good enough of a partner for the night.

While the conversation was going on smoothly with Jeongguk’s mastered soft touches on the other’s hands, laughing at the right moments and with the right density of it, he hears a sudden shatter of glass on the opposite end of the bar, with two men shouting at each other. There were no guards in sight, and somehow, despite how tired and needy Jeongguk is, he only sighed and whispered in to the girl’s ear about seeing her again sometime, whilst scribbling his number on the back of her hand.

His stance was covered in dignity and honor, Jeongguk easily broke the fight of the two rascals, showing his badge to the both of them. “Licensed policeman. I could easily take you both out of this establishment if you two don’t start acting like proper gentlemen. Do you both understand?”

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fake it till you make it // jjk x osh

@sehun247

He was nervous. It was unusual for Jeongguk to be. Yet he was desperately trying to cover up how much his knees were shaking, as he fixes up his tie and takes a sip on his iced Americano. The café in itself was calming, the smell of sweets and coffee making him feel warm. But whenever he sees his reflection on the window, looking dressed up with his suit and tie, his nerves suddenly shake up. He knew why he was in this situation. Heck, he’d even benefit him, that’s why he’s in this mess (with other factors disclosed).

But he was bad at faking affection. Jeongguk wasn’t even sure if he could give out genuine affection nowadays. The word ‘love’ felt foreign, felt distant and forgotten in his system. So to show up in well-mannered clothing and the words ideal boyfriend oozing out from his physique, Jeongguk was afraid he wouldn’t do the job right (that is, more like an agreement).

So when the chimes of the café rang through his ears, Jeongguk felt the calmness he should show in front of his boyfriend, Oh Sehun.

“I told you to be here at 4 in the afternoon, Sehun,” Jeongguk’s authoritative voice chimed, looking at Sehun. “You’re late.”

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hidden [past] // jjk x psm

@247xstella

This is a mistake. Jeongguk should know better. But he’s what, eighteen, and he’s on the final moments of his high school life. Getting a girlfriend, being able to break down his walls for someone he actually cared about without his family’s control and the valedictorian spot within his reach: Jeongguk is on the top of the world. Nothing else will destroy his moment from him. Nothing should come against his way. Not unless, he himself creates his own downfall.

Jeongguk’s actions were always calculated, always weighing the pros and cons of every action he should do. Yet somehow, this impulsive thought came over his head, making him do the unspeakable; recording the moment of passion he has for (and with) his girlfriend, Stella. He made sure it was hidden; Stella would flip out if she finds out.

Stella looked peaceful sleeping on his arms. Jeongguk, on the other hand, was restless. It just dawned to him how idiotic this whole situation was. He basically enabled a weapon that will destroy everyone involved. What the fuck have I done? He could still delete it. Jeongguk slowly nudged his arm away from Stella’s head which served as a pillow. No budge. Jeongguk sighed in relief, immediately going towards the shelf where the phone was placed.

Jeongguk was a few clicks away from deleting the file, yet his curiosity sparked again, which he opted to just click the video anyway and watch for his own sake.

Until he heard the sheets rustling. Shit.

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( screams inwardly )

hello everyone!! so i guess this is my first proper intro post, and if any of you were wondering then yes i am the same jeongguk as the last time, but this jeongguk just got more Amazing and Different !! :^) i am so excited to introduce him to you all as this stoic, cold-blooded police officer and i hope you are too as well!! 

since my plots page is still under construction here are some points from who jeongguk is and what he does that i think we can work with for now!!

jeongguk is a rookie assistant inspector that can be ruthless to various criminals (aka won’t think twice about pulling the trigger if he needs to)

this man of stone is also volunteering at lucky paws!! so if u want blackmail material against this man then u know where to go :^)

he’s not all that stoic tbh catch him in his free time then you get.... a slightly curved straight face from him

really enjoys sports!! hit him up when u need a partner

is filthy rich but hides that because from what he’s learned in police university, people will act different towards him

is currently looking for de-stressors (aka fwb) but keep it lowkey and do. not. fall. for. him.

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