“Unsolved cases, sketchy suicides. What did you say they were, Gi-hun?” In-ho asked, forgetting himself. His hushed voice was just a little too eager, his sneer revealing his desperation. Gi-hun was starting to get a little more interesting, and he didn’t seem to trust In-ho with this part of himself.Â
“I don’t tamper with ongoing cases, if that’s what you’re implying. Otherwise, you’ll have to admit that I’m actually a good detective.” He said, the same easy grin returning to his face. As if he could pass this all off as a joke. It almost made In-ho blush.
-Piggy Bank: A 457 buddy-cop fic set in 1960s Korea









