And since then, the things your poor heart has been subjected to are as follows:

Ignoring him by being glued to your teleslate? Guess who's jumping to reach it after he snatched it away and is effortlessly holding it out of your grip.

Telling him literally anything? He'll lean down to your height, laser-focused on your words, arms folded behind his back as his eyes draw suggestions over your body. You found out that day that it was possible to be undressed with a stare alone.

These are still not fatal to your cardiac health. What is fatal is when he decides to be a devil incarnate and withhold kisses from you.

“Withholding? Such an incriminating word.” he'd defend should you accuse, head tilting to the sight of you struggling to reach his lips as though your plight deserved to be appraised from every angle.

Typically, Phainon can be melted like sugar in heat by the promise of a single kiss. He'd fold himself in half to reach you halfway, and as quickly as possible even.

But sometimes, he has the perverse craving to keep his hands firmly behind him and just watch as you try various stances on your tippy toes to reach him.

It's a task to not grin at the indignant huffs and pouts that this coaxes out of you — which is why he doesn't try to at all. Unfortunately for you, that smile does nothing but make him look all the more kissable.

Cop!Phainon x Rookie-Criminal!Reader. There's news of a frightening menace terrorizing the city. On the lips of the reporters, the common people and passed between drinks among other criminals — not because of your undeniable astuteness, but because you are just so terrible at every ‘crime’ you seek to commit, that it baffles everyone.

The newly assigned (and, come closer — super hot) police officer at Okhema district though? He thinks you're cutest and funniest thing ever. Which is why, he lets you off without any major repercussions every time you get caught. And, he might have a thing for making sure it is only him who catches you each time.

Cop!Phainon x Journalist!Reader. Ahh, the never ending hustle of chasing after every little situation around the city and tactfully avoiding the inferiority complex of seniors, all through the struggle of making sure your noble pursuit of empowering the people's voices doesn't get obliterated in the process. You are a breath of fresh air in the field, as many have admitted.

But why is it that your so admired professionalism and ambition, see cracks the moment this very specific police officer enters the foray? Passive aggressive back and forth powered by heated glares and trembling fingers — no one expects that from the sunlight incarnate officer either! What's the deal?

Some say it's because you've been too pushy with a certain case with the man, others say it's just an act. Only you and him know of the absolute mess of a break-up that'd preceded this seeming hatred.