January 27
22:13Yoongi PoV
I follow Namjoon out of the kitchen as he leads me upstairs to the bedrooms.
"Why are we here?" I question.
"Please show me where you found the ring hyung", Namjoon asks.
I lead him into Seokjin's bedroom and I point to the bedside cabinet. He walks over to it and searches it.
"I've already searched there Namjoon. There is nothing else to be found", I cross my arms and lean against the door frame.
"Yoongi hyung don't you think it is strange how Jimin tried to hide the ring?", he asks, continuing his search.
"I do but I'm not going to make a sole judgement off of that".
"Well, I don't know if you noticed but this ring actually belongs to Jimin. It has his initial's engraved on the inside".
"Wait lemme see", I walk over and took the ring from Namjoon. 'PJ'. Well, he is correct.
"I noticed it when you handed it to me in the kitchen but something just doesn't sit right with me. Let's keep this between ourselves for now okay?"
"Okay. But shit, what if it actually is Jimin?"
Many thoughts were going through my mind. Is it really him? If so then why did he do it? Is he a victim in all of this too?
"I can't find anything else", Namjoon says sighing.
"I told you. I'm thorough when checking things".
"Did you check all the rooms?"
"Yeah, all but yours, Hoseok's and Taehyung's".
He throws me the keys to his bedroom.
"You can check if you want. I have nothing to hide".
I toss the keys back to Namjoon.
"No, I think I'm good. I trust you Namjoon. You've been putting in more work to figure out Seokjin hyung's murder than anyone else. That says enough in itself".
I hope I made the right choice in trusting Namjoon.
"Thank you Yoongi hyung", he replies.
We share a moment of respect for one another however that is interrupted by an out-of-breath Jungkook.
"Hyung... Hoseok... he's...", Jungkook says in between breaths, his eyes watering.
"He's gone".
My blood ran cold. Not again.
Not Seokjin hyung and now Hoseok.
Please no.
Is he dead?
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