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Namjoon was just about to start his first night shift, since moving to Daegu, when he spotted a thin boy, no older than 16, sitting on the curb, smoking a cigarette.
"Hey kid." Namjoon started after he pulled up next to the boy. "Shouldn't you be home?"
The boy exhaled, the smoke diffusing in one long chain. "Shouldn't you be doing your job."
Namjoon rolled his eyes at the boy's attitude. "How old are you kid?"
"None of your business." The boy replied.
Namjoon sighed and ignored his response, "Come on kid, it's late and freezing out here. You're gonna catch a cold."
This time it was the boy's turn to roll his eyes. "What are you my mum?"
Namjoon ignored his response once again. "Didn't your mum tell you that the cops are your friends?"
"My mum didn't teach me anything." The kid replied before exhaling again and throwing the rest of his cigarette on the ground, stomping on it.
"Clearly." Namjoon muttered. "Ok kid, tell me your address and I'll drive you home. You shouldn't be out this late, it's dangerous."
The kid snickered. "I don't need your help."
"Well kid you can either get in the car now and be dropped home or I can make you get in the car and your mum can pick you up from the station." Namjoon stated. His patience running thin.
"You'll be waiting a damn long time." The kid muttered.
"What was that kid." Namjoon asked, clearly hearing the kid the first time.
The kid rolled his eyes again. "I don't have a mum if that's what you're asking. She walked out on me before I could walk."
"I'm so sor-" Namjoon started.
"Don't be because you're clearly not, besides I don't even know her." The kid snapped, looking at the ground.
"That's rough kid." Namjoon said. "How about I take you home now, your dad must be worried."
The kid gave a twisted smile. "Yeah, I'm sure he is."