Whatever It Takes

09 | other surprises

There was nothing more awkward then driving silently in a purple Lamborghini with the guy you suspected was a possible murderer. Roseanne swallowed the knot of apprehension in her throat as she stared at the sunrise painted across the sky.

Hours earlier, she had participated in a live stream with two-thirds of the Trinity on a ghost hunt. Jungkook refused to be filmed.

"So, do you drive all the people who break into your mansion? Or am I getting special treatment?" Roseanne asked, trying to break the silence.

"No," Jungkook answered. "I can honestly say you are the first. To be clear, you didn't break into my mansion."

"That's right. It was just the mansion you rented," Roseanne stole a glance at him. Dark circles were forming under his eyes, proving the sleepless night was taking a toll on the famous YouTuber.

Remembering the bloody book stop she had found, Roseanne wondered if perhaps guilt was another reason he was losing sleep.

Yerim, Chou Tzuyu's best friend, had texted her not too long ago.

Tzuyu knew someone was going to kill her.

This led to Roseanne to text back.

Did Tzuyu give a name?

The responding texts denied Tzuyu left a name. Tzuyu only mentioned someone by the name of Clinger. Who was Clinger? Was it Jungkook? Roseanne closed her eyes to ponder this but was interrupted by Jungkook's voice.

"The guys and I have unannounced guests at our places all the time. They don't climb a balcony in the middle of a thunderstorm to break in like you did but they still show up. When a neighbor spills the beans that we live nearby, fans think it's okay to just show up-like I'm some sort of animal at a zoo. Usually, we call the cops unless we're down on content. Then, we ask them to hang out for like half an hour just to be nice."

"I bet they love that," Roseanne said, not being able to imagine having people show up randomly to her apartment. She made a scoffing noise. "I know a great way to avoid crazy fans. You should try not being famous like me. No one ever shows up to your house unle--"

"What is it?" He asked when she stopped speaking.

Roseanne shook her head. She wanted to tell him no one ever bothers her but that wasn't true. Hadn't someone vandalized her door and then broken into her apartment?

"Nothing. It's just been a weird night."

"You can say that again," Jungkook muttered. "Do you want to stop anywhere before you go home?"

Roseanne's eyes widened. "You'd take me somewhere else? What if I said Japan?"

He shrugged. "Nowhere else I have to be this morning. I can't go to my place because reporters have been outside after Tzuyu's accident."

Accident.

Roseanne supposed that's what Jungkook would refer to it as.

The night prior, she hadn't been as excited about the live stream as she thought she would be. She mostly just explained how to use her equipment and let Jaehyun and Eunwoo create a funny bit for their fans.

She watched all of them, wondering if any of them could be possible of murder. She'd seen enough crime documentaries and crime shows to know it would be wise to keep her suspicions to herself.

Roseanne would have to wait until she had more proof to show the two detectives Tzuyu's death wasn't an accident. Once she did that, Roseanne would be more recognized to the world. Then, she and Mark could move into a bigger house than the apartment they were living in with a landlord who always made her uncomfortable.