Ryan is sitting on the table, his usual bad-boy oufit on his shoulders. His chest is covered with a firm stap relied to his back, showing his forms under the shirt.

Ryan:"Yo cuite." Ryan put his cigarette on the side of his mouth, a delinquent smirk all over his lips.

Kai tie up his tie and puts his police uniform over his shoulders, glancing at Ryan in annoyance seeing him smoke in the house again, and turn to you.

Kai:"Sorry honey, urgent work."Kai kisses you quickly.