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Going through the new inspector’s social media wasn’t how Jade expected to spend a Saturday night at home.
Inspector Kamin, remarkable for his perfect curriculum and his studies in the US, looked perfect in both real life and on his neglected social media. With only a single post per year, all photos were professionally taken and portrayed him in uniform or in formal suits.
Boring, Jade thought. He had found exactly what he expected from Kamin: no public social life, no public love story, no public personality. Nothing new to learn about him. Nothing to tease him about.
Jade sighed, taking another sip from his beer.
On another platform, he had found what seemed to be an old profile the inspector probably forgot about, considering the amount of public content. There, Kamin only had a few followers, but tons of photos.
Jade expected to see a young, textbook nerd holding awards for his remarkable student career, maybe he wore glasses and braces, that would have been fun. Instead, he found a different kind of fun. The photos showed a man in his early twenties, partying in a colourful crop top under the flashing lights of a club. His lower stomach was exposed, the wide elastic band of his underwear peeked from his low rise jeans. He looked so young. Carefree.
Jade had to squint his eyes. That couldn’t be inspector Kamin.
Was that inspector Kamin, the same man that came to work on time in a perfectly ironed shirt, that ordered sparkling water at the club and grabbed a skewer with a tissue? Couldn’t be.
Jade kept scrolling. Next photo. That same man, grey sweatpants and a red crop top. His hair were messy and sweaty. His stomach flat and stained in black car oil.
Another photo showed the same man in a pink crop top. His stomach was out, his waist looked so small as he leaned against a brick wall.
Fuck. What was with him and crop tops?
Well, Jade had to admit they looked good on young inspector Kamin: they highlighted the curve of his hips and his flat, fair stomach. Jade wondered how much his body had changed since then.
He should stop drinking and staring at Kamin’s old photos. He really should.
As Kamin showered, an idea came into Jade’s mind. He smirked.
He took one of his old t-shirts from his closet and a pair of scissors. A beautiful, white crop top was created.
Kamin got out of the shower and it was such a sight already. His body, covered by a towel tied to his hips, was way fitter compared to his younger self. His arms looked stronger, his chest and abdomen fitter.
“You didn’t give me any clean clothes to sleep in” Kamin’s low voice scolded. His hair, already perfectly dry, fell on his forehead unstyled, just like in those old photos.
“My bad” Jade smirked, handing him a pair of sweatpants and the newly created crop top.
“That’s too short” Kamin said, examining that piece of fabric with a raised eyebrow. The harsh cut was crooked. Kamin was smart enough to know what was going on.
“Really? I didn’t think it would be a problem for you” Jade teased. “Weren’t you used to it?”
“Are you messing with me?”
“Of course not! This happens to be the only clean one. Sorry!” Jade raised his shoulders, proud. “Just wear it. What’s the worst that could happen? Your stomach will get cold? Or are you shy, Inspector?”
Jade had really had a good idea. He wished he could pat himself on the back. Kamin walked back into the room. Jade smiled proudly thinking that he cut it just the right length: it was just perfectly enough to let his abdomen out, just like in those old photos. He looked so laid back, definitely not the inspector he knew.
One hand run through his hair as he walked towards the bed. That was Kamin’s bed for the night, but Jade had sat on it and didn’t have no intention of getting up anytime soon.
“Well, look at you! You look so young”
“Get off my bed now. I’m too tired to play your games”
“Your bed? As far as I know, this is my house. My bed”
Kamin looked successfully annoyed. He placed one knee on the bed, right next to Jade’s hip and his hands behind Jade. Jade didn’t know why, but he leaned back, putting some space between his and Kamin’s face. In doing so, he fell back on the bed. Kamin was now on top of him and from that prospective, Jade could see more of Kamin stomach. He should really look away, but…-
“Are you really too tired to play?”
“Jade. Go”
Jade was brought back to his senses, then placed a hand on Kamin’s shoulder, gently pushing him away.
“Well, you should move if you want me to go. Jeez…” Jade got back on his feet and walked towards the door. He stopped by the doorway when Kamin called him.
“you won’t be smirking so much when I’ll be the one playing with you” Kamin’s voice sounded serious. He used the same voice when he threatened suspects.
Jade bit down a smile. He probably blushed as well. “Good night, Inspector”.