Doctor Demon

Jiwoon had entered the police station after moving in her furniture at her home. She noticed that their team was unusually quiet.

"What happened?" She asked them. "Are you guys alright?"

"We're a little depressed," Woohee replied. Jiwoon glanced at Dahoon and Jaebum who were also very disturbed by an issue.

"An autistic teenager killed himself," Dahoon said. "Today at the Capital. We saw his body and it was in bad shape."

"Man, I can't forget the way his mother was crying," Jaebum murmured in a thick tone. "She was distraught."

Jiwoon's heart was also agitated upon hearing that. She sat on her chair, feeling gloomy.

"Is there any reason he did that?" she asked them.

"We don't know," Woohee said. "There was no suicide note."

Even though deaths were a regular occurrence in their jobs, the death of a child was still the hardest thing to witness. Moreover, the child was autistic which only made it more tragic. 

"I brought his laptop back," Dahoon said. "Maybe it'll have a clue."

"Did you check his browser history?" Jiwoon asked. "What was the last webpage he visited?"

"I'm trying to refresh it," Dahoon muttered as he clicked on the refresh button repeatedly. "But it's not working."

The webpage only showed an error message. "Which site is this?" Woohee asked.

"Blue fish?" Jaebum said, reading the name of the website. "Bluefish.com? That's the website?"

"What the hell is that? Was he buying fish online?" Woohee asked. Jiwoon was frowning a little. Blue fish...why did it sound familiar?

"Where's our boss?" She asked.

"She went home after sending the body to the morgue," Woohee said. "Her shift ended for the day."

Jiwoon nodded and returned to her desk, deep in worry. Why did that blue fish phrase sound so familiar? She racked her brain but there was no answer. She tried to enter the website from her own laptop but to no avail. The webpage only showed an error.

"I'll have to try later," she muttered. It was silly but she could not shake off the feeling that she heard this webpage's name before. But where?

…

Jina was quiet all throughout the ride. Hobin kept on glancing at her, worried that she might be feeling sick. She was upset over the death of the child and also scared. No matter how much she tried to hide it, her feelings were too obvious.

"Don't worry," he reassured her. "We'll find his murderer."

"I know," she said. "It's just that he was so young and didn't deserve this. I'm sorry, I can't shake off the fear."

"I know," Hobin sighed. "Deaths of children hit the hardest."

He pulled up in front of their apartment building and turned to her. She smiled slightly at him, glad for his presence. Her heart was at ease with him around and she needed his warm presence. Hobin patted her head.

"I like it when my Tinkerbell smiles a lot," he winked. Jina pouted like Maggie did whenever someone called them by ridiculous nicknames.

They got out of the car and slowly headed for their apartments. Hobin was about to enter his house when Jina spoke up.

"Can I stay with you for a while longer?" she asked in a small tone. "I don't feel like being alone tonight."

"Sure," he said, opening the door for her. Jina was glad that he did not send her away. She was planning to stay only for a while, letting her fears assuage. Sitting on the bed she laid her head on the headrest.

"Want some coffee?" he offered.

"Yes please!"

Hobin nodded and within a few minutes, two steaming hot cups of coffee were put on the table in front of her. Jina took her cup in her hands and took a sip. She felt a little more relaxed now. Hobin sat next to her, lazily drinking his own coffee.

"I wonder who would go to the lengths of killing that boy," she murmured. "He was so young and innocent."

"Many people turn into heartless monsters," Hobin said. "Remember the Cho's? They summoned a demon from Hell all for what? An heir they didn't even get. Look at their state now."

She nodded and took another sip. "Thanks," she said. "For being with me. I really needed to gather my feelings for this particular case. I guess, it's because the boy reminded me of my brothers and this stupid fear for their lives entered my head. What if they do something like this one day?"

"Lemm guess, they said that they are too busy earning money to even think of something like that," Hobin stated.

"More like they're more busy planning a long life with their girlfriends," Jina chuckled. "I'm glad. They know what they want to do and are not unapologetic about it. Those two can survive anything, I guess."

"You didn't know?"

Jina snickered. Hobin was right. Her twin brothers were indeed a rare species who loved to live their lives to the full in their own crazy way. Hobin ruffled her hair.

"Don't worry Tinkerbell," he winked. "If those two try to do anything like harming themselves, I'll be there to straighten their heads out. After all, I'm a Psychiatrist."

"Tch! Showoff!" she muttered. "And enough with the nickname! Why do you always keep calling me Tinkerbell? Is it the height? I'm short but very feisty! I can take down any guy I want!"

"Heh?" Hobin laughed. "I know that!"

How many times had he seen her chase criminals and ghosts to tackle them down with her brute strength? He lost count.

"I call you Tinkerbell because you look like one," he teased "Cute and kinda sexy."

"Kinda?" Jina questioned him. "Kinda sexy? I'm very sexy! You were staring at me like a lovelorn pet when I wore that green dress to the party a few months ago!"

"You did look like a real life Tinkerbell that time," Hobin agreed, putting down his cup. "Green suits you. Tinkerbell!"

Before Jina could react, he suddenly leaned over and kissed her. Jina was taken aback when his lips touched hers. She closed her eyes, giggling as their lips moved together slowly. His tongue was brushing against hers, tracking her while her lips gently nibbled his. The musky scent oozed out of him and she was engulfed by it, her senses completely numb. He groaned when her kiss turned a little bolder and he cupped her face with his hands, pulling her even closer…

The coffee spilled on Jina's shirt and she yelped, pulling back from the kiss. 

"Oh!" She was flustered whether by the kiss or by the coffee spill, she did not know. Her face was red while Hobin was silent.

"I-I'll go back home," she muttered. Her heart was disappointed by the interruption and she was hoping that their kiss would go on, maybe turn a little more than that. But fate always seemed to play a cruel twist whenever they were together.

Hobin was quiet when she walked past him towards the door. She was almost about to leave when he spoke up.

"You know, you can just take a bath here," he said. "Wear my shirt for now. You can just change into your clothes later when you head back home."

Jina was slightly confused. "I live just down that hall!" she frowned. "I can just go back home now and change. Why should I wear your shirt?"

Hobin sighed. His Tinkerbell was smart in many ways but when it came to romance, she was really naive. Jina watched as he stood up and approached her. He was unbuttoning the first few buttons of the white shirt he was wearing which made her gulp. There was something really alluring the way he was walking towards her, with his messy auburn hair and large frame. 

He was standing close to her and leaned down, their faces only inches apart. Jina blushed, her cheeks as red as tomatoes when his musky scent hit her nostrils again. Hobin slightly grinned at the effect he had on her.

"What if…" he began. "You stay here and don't wear anything tonight? That'll solve the problem, right?"

Hic!

Jina hiccupped, feeling nervous. Stay all night? Not wearing anything?

She lowered her head, blushing hard. Stay over with him? Her heart was fluttering at the thought and she was completely dazed. Hobin smirked and stroked her cheek. She was so shy that he felt as if he was cornering a prey. 

This is fun, he thought. He leaned in closer and whispered, "Warning. I won't let you sleep all night."

Hic!

Jina hiccupped again at his words. Strangely, she did not mind his seduction as long as it was only for her.

"I...I…" she stammered. 

"Think about it, Tinkerbell," he whispered. He winked and looked straight into her eyes. Jina was blushing hard, her heart almost exploding.

"I...I...I need to use the bathroom!" she squeaked and pushed him away before running into the bathroom. Hobin grinned, his own heart very eager for the night. She shut the door but her cute expressions were too much to handle for him.

"I guess she needs her space," he sighed. As soon as he said those words, the door flung open and a shy voice came from behind it.

"Umm...You can join me if you want," she said in a small voice. "It...it saves the water bill to bathe together!"

Hobin was taken aback at her words but it made sense.. He smiled and entered the bathroom to join her.