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“You need to get this straight, you plastic prick,” Gavin sits down, fires the ignition and points his finger at the RK900. “I will never cooperate with you. Fowler said we’re 'partners', but it sure as hell doesn’t mean I’m going to listen to him. I work alone, so don’t stick your fake-ass nose in my pie, tryna tell me what to do. Got it?”
“I believe you may have some misconceptions,” RK grabs at the driver’s seat backrest and leans down. The fabric crinkles loudly next to Gavin’s ear, sending shivers down his spine. “Do not presume I am elated to be working with you. Sooner we conclude this case, sooner I will be assigned to an individual of a greater… merit.”
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Or a fic inspired by Three Days Grace songs including a lot of angst, pining, smut and case solving!