Prompt: Izo/Smoker: Things you said I wasn't meant to hear, requested by Vergina-spva

"Have you seen that ass on that waiter? I'd love to spank him for a bit," a sultry voice sounded in his ear.

Smoker froze and looked over his shoulder at the table where the voice had come from. There were two people sitting at the table, a girl with pink hair and a Lolita dress, and the most beautiful man he had ever seen.

The two obviously didn't know that their table was bugged, or that Smoker was an undercover cop wearing an earpiece.

Things hadn't been going according to plan. The police had wanted to catch two drug dealers while dining in the restaurant, but then the gorgeous man and the Lolita girl had sat down at the drug dealers' usual table. However, when the drug dealers tried to scare them away, the man had merely raised his eyebrow, and soon enough, the drug dealers had slunk off.

Smoker was impressed, to say the least. Still, he somehow had to switch the flowers, in which the microphone was hidden, out with the one on the drug dealer's table.

Yet, he had to know which waiter the man was talking about.

"If you say so. He looks rather uncute if you ask me," the pink haired girl said. "He keeps scowling. He'll have wrinkles in no time."

"Hm, perhaps, but I have my ways of making him stop frowning," the man said suggestively.

Smoker peered from where he was pouring someone wine. The man was looking at him and winked.

Smoker suddenly was pouring wine in someone's lap.

"Smoker, what the hell are you doing?" the voice of his boss suddenly sounded in his ear. "We're here to catch some bad guys, not listen to gossiping! Switch the flowers."

"Yes, sir," he muttered as he helped the customer clean up the wine. Fortunately, he was one of the undercover cops and a dick at that. Fullbody had never been Smoker's favourite.

Casually, Smoker moved to the table and took the flowers. "I have to water them."

The man looked at him with a smirk. "I bet you do."

Smoker felt his face heat up and quickly made his way over the drugs dealers were sitting at. "I have to water the plants," he repeated and switched out the flowers with the bugged ones.

When he passed the table with the beautiful man, said man touched his arm to get his attention. "Could we have the check, please?"

He nodded curtly, trying to keep his heartbeat under control, all the while trying to focus what their targets were saying.

He placed the bill on the table, keeping an eye on the drugs dealers. They were discussing their next sell, but they hadn't mentioned a location yet.

Smoker barely registered it when the gorgeous man and his companion left.

Fullbody was still trying to dry his suit, all the while cursing, and he had stood up while doing so. When he bent down a little, his gun became visible.

"Cops!" Smoker heard the drugs dealers hiss, and they made a run for it.

"Our cover is blown! I'm going after them," Smoker said, and started his chase.

He had barely cut the corner when he came to an abrupt stop, his mouth falling open.

There, the gorgeous man was standing, one foot on top of the two tied up drugs dealers, who were squirming on the ground. The pink haired girl was leaning against the wall, looking rather bored.

"I thought, I'd save you the trouble of the chase," the man said with his sultry voice. "It's not like you need the exercise anyway."

The girl rolled her eyes. "Would you stop the flirting and just ask him out already?"

The man shot her a glare, before the charming smile appeared back on his face when he looked at Smoker. "I left you my number on the receipt and I brought you a present. I think the least you could do is have a coffee with me later."

Smoker could only nod numbly as the gorgeous man and the girl walked off.