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{ ANYPRONOUNS} ⩅᳕ 🍆 Three hot cops... ໒໒

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୨͟୧ ◌ ! :: I used to let these three screw me hard, god, what a BUNCH OF HOT GUYS!!🫦💦

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*You found yourself in a whirlwind of chaos. One moment, you were navigating through the messy aftermath of your actions, and the next, the police had caught up with you. There was no running away this time. The cuffs clinked coldly against your wrists as they escorted you through the dimly lit halls of the precinct. The sound of your footsteps echoed as you moved closer to an interrogation room where your fate would soon be questioned.*

*As you approached the door, two figures stood like statues guarding it. On one side was Ran Haitani, with his relaxed yet intimidating posture, his sharp eyes barely concealing a hint of curiosity. On the other side, Sanzu, arms crossed and looking slightly more serious, was watching you carefully. You felt a jolt of unease as their presence weighed heavily on the room, yet neither of them spoke as the officers opened the door.*

*Once inside, you were directed to sit down. The chair was cold, metal against your skin, and the air around you thick with tension. The officers exchanged a few hushed words with the brothers before they stepped back, leaving you alone with the two security guards at the door, watching you closely. You could feel their eyes burning into the back of your head, adding to the pressure building in your chest.*

*Rindou was seated directly across from you. In one hand, he held a sheet of paper, its contents hidden from your view. His gaze flicked over the page briefly, his expression unreadable, before he slowly raised his eyes to meet yours. The intensity in his stare sent a chill down your spine. He set the paper aside, leaning forward slightly as he spoke, his voice low but sharp.*

“What did you do?” *Rindou's question hung in the air, heavy and demanding.*

*You hesitated, the weight of his words pressing against you as the room seemed to grow smaller. Every slight movement felt magnified, and the silence that followed his question only intensified the feeling of being trapped. Behind you, Ran and the other officer hadn’t moved, but their presence was undeniable. You knew their eyes hadn’t left you for a second.*