Man in Black || myg

𝐗𝐗𝐗. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭

Min Yoongi

"Any updates on Jimin's attacker?" I asked Hoseok as soon as we settled down in the waiting room.

"Who was he? Was he the one sending my dad threats? Why did he go after Jimin?" All the questions that must have been tormenting Soomi these last few days suddenly came pouring out all at once.

"Woah, slow down. I'll get to all that," Hoseok assured, gesturing at her to calm down.

"Sorry," she said sheepishly, a strained smile on her face. But I couldn't blame Soomi for her anxiousness to gain answers. Now that I was less distracted and getting a better look at her, I noticed the dark circles forming under her eyes and her abnormally pale complexion. I could easily detect the worry written all over her face.

Because I felt that same draining combination of worries and fears, and it was all for her. But after what happened earlier, confusion and regret added themselves to the mix too. It wasn't supposed to go like that. I was supposed to set up boundaries. I was supposed to figure out how I actually felt.

But everything just happened too fast, too soon.

Focus. Now's not the time to think about it.

I shook myself out of it, attempting to bring all my attention back to Hoseok and the urgent matters at hand.

"Well, things would've been a lot easier if he was still alive," Hoseok began. "We'll have to wait and identify the man first since we didn't find anything on him that would link us to any leads or his identity. The forensics team is already working on it, and once I receive the report, I'll be able to investigate further on his involvement. But from what I've heard from Prosecutor Park, all the threats and messages have gone awfully quiet recently. So if all goes well, he might very well be the man behind it all, and this mess of a case could finally be coming to a close."

I tilted my head back, allowing relief to wash over me as I closed my eyes. They'll be safe. Soomi will be safe. Though it was difficult wrapping my head around the idea that things could end like this, a bit of weight still lifted off my shoulder at the potential for it.

But it all came crashing back down on me as soon as my gaze fell upon her, seeing the uncertainty in her expression.

"What's wrong, Soomi? This is good news," I reassured.

"I know, it's just...I don't think it's gonna be that simple." The hesitation in her voice evoked an uncomfortable anxiousness. "There's something I haven't told you."

My heart seemingly skipped a beat in nervous anticipation from these words.

"It was the night we went to the club," she began, eyes flickering over to Jungkook. "There was this strange guy that came at me—"

"What? Why the hell am I just hearing about this now?" I questioned in disbelief, my growing anger aimed at Jungkook. How could he not tell me this happened?

"Wait, wait." Jungkook panicked, hands held up in surrender. "I honestly didn't know anything about this. She was completely fine when I found her."

"So what you're saying is you left her alo—"

"Yoongi, it's fine. The guy didn't do anything," she quietly spoke, attempting to calm me down. The soft tone in her voice and her light touch as she brushed her fingers against my hand seemed to do the trick. I let out a heavy breath, restraining myself from saying any more as I saw her shoot Jungkook a slightly apologetic look.

"And you people complain about my ability to do this job," Hoseok scoffed while rolling his eyes. It took every ounce of restraint I wasn't already using not to lash back, but I reminded myself that I was not in the right place to cause a huge scene.