“Luhan-ahhhh” Sehun whined whilst pouted cutely.

Luhan’s face still didn’t budged from the casefile. “For god sake I’m freaking 26 and why you called me with my name? Call me sir you brat.”

Sehun snorted. “Tsk, you look like a baby for me, not a policeman.”

Luhan shut his eyes, slowly massage his temple, trying to hold himself from doing something out of control like kicking Sehun’s .

“What do you want Sehun? This is a police department. Not a bar.”

“How many times I have to tell you, I wanna have a date with you...” Sehun shook Luhan’s body but Luhan still with his weak reaction.

“The answer is still no.”

Sehun sighed, sat back on his seat, across Luhan’s. “Aish, Luhan-ah, remember what you had told me before? That you never regret to catch a thief like me?”

Sehun gave him a flirty wink.