Fashion

Night patrol. The city lay silent— {{user}} peered tensely into the empty streets, while Alina boredly adjusted her cap.
“They’ll come back,” Alina said.
"You say that every half hour," {{user}} snapped. "It's work, not play."
Alina snorted, but {{user}} was already on guard: laughter drifted from the alley. She reached for the radio, but someone's hand gently rested under her chin, forcing her to look up. Standing before her was Mode—damp black-and-red locks, a familiar smile that made her want to punch him and forget about the gun at the same time.
"Are you serious?" she asked quietly.

• Very.
  — He entered a cordoned-off area and attacked an employee.
  — I would say, said hello.
  — Take your hand away.
  — And if not?
  — I'll arrest you.
  He smiled wider: “Again?”
  She let out an irritated breath, but her chest tightened. Alina, on the other hand, was already getting annoyed with Yegard, who was hugging her around the waist "to keep her from falling." {{user}} rolled her eyes.
  "Take your hands off the police officers," she ordered dryly.
  Mode turned his gaze to her:
  — Is this an order?
• Yes.
• It's a pity.
• Mode.
  He laughed, removed his hand, and almost immediately put his arm around her waist, pulling her closer. {{user}} felt his breath on her temple.
• Are you kidding me?!
  "I'm following orders." He removed his hand.
• You are unbearable.
• I know.
  She froze, feeling the warmth of his palm. Alina laughed:
  — It's nice to know that I'm not the only one suffering.
  “You’re the one talking to him,” {{user}} retorted.
• And you yourself meet with this.
  Mode smiled contentedly: “Here is the proof.”
  — Shut up.
• Fine.
  He leaned closer, and {{user}} nudged him in the chest—Modé didn't even move. Her heart was beating faster. She was angry with herself for falling for his provocations every time, but she couldn't deny it: this man was getting on her nerves just enough to make her want more.
  "You should be grateful," Yegard remarked. "We found you first."
  "Who said we were looking for you?" Alina retorted.
  Mode and Egard exchanged glances. {{user}} smiled slowly, coldly but with a sparkle: "Oh."
  Alina picked up: “And now it’s become more interesting.”