❝ if my misfortune is your happiness
I'll happily stay unfortunate ❞

Detective Kim leaves three punches on detective Lee's front door. "Taemin, open the door!" He keeps punching on the front door, but detective Lee doesn't seem to open it. Maybe, he is asleep, or maybe, he is just not in the mood for anything.

After seeing nobody opens the door, detective Kim uses his skills, and opens it himself like a professional burglar, seeing detective Lee all naked, just having a towel around his waist as he is coming out of the bathroom. "Please, tell me the door was open, and you didn't enter my house while you were using your fucking burglar skills," Detective Lee says, and his friend shrugs it off. "I fucking knew it." He mutters under his breath, and goes to his bedroom to search the wardrobe for something nice to wear.

"Jung Hoseok is dead," Detective Kim shouts as he is sitting down on the sofa, grabbing the newspaper which was already on the table. "You never read newspapers, so why the fu—" He was about to complete his sentence when detective Lee runs out of his bedroom to see what his friend is talking about.

"Wait, what?" Detective Lee questions as he is filled with shock after he hears the bad news about Jung Hoseok. "Then, what are you doing here? Let's go."

"Where?" Detective Kim questions, and throws the newspaper back on the table.

"To ask a few questions from the one who is the closest to Jung Hoseok."

"But, first, put some clothes on." Detective Kim suggests as he is covering his eyes with his hands, not wanting to eye the boy from head to toe anymore, having a cute smile on his face.

Detective Lee face palms himself. "Shit," He curses under his breath, and turns his back on his friend. "But, you liked it, anyway."

"Would you shut up?"