In which police officer Jeon Jeongguk was allocated to a suicide case of a boy named Kim Taehyung. A case that left no evidence, proof, or suspicions. How will Jeongguk solve the suicide of Taehyung?
"We're the lovers of the night
Blooms under the t...
The November wind caressed Jeongguk's messy wet hair. Water dripping from his well-built body as he went out of the bathroom. He smelled like strawberries. Don't know why, the officer just woke up in the middle of the night when he was sleeping soundly on the couch. It was unusual of him to saw a nightmare. Of course, when he was at 221. Jeongguk felt his body heating up without any reason. And he ended up taking a cold shower.
Now that he was sitting on the bed, fully awake and energetic at 2:35 am, Jeongguk rolled his eyes at his fate. It was mid-November and he almost finished his cases. Some research was going on. Other than that, Jeongguk got a lot of me-time.
The dim table lamp light was glowing in the room while Jeongguk cuddled to the blanket. The other day, he washed blankets, beddings and cleaned the home. He was a bit sad because now the original lavender smelled like his Chanel and fabric deodorant. What was he doing there? Living, to be precise.
Jeongguk re-read the Jeju blog of Taehyung. Yes, re-read. He turned the next page anxiously.
'Sometimes I feel like your diary is a fan page of Jimin. Ugh!'
Jeongguk groaned. True though. The diary says a lot about Jimin. Is Jeongguk jealous again? Um-- never mind.
He read it once again. The dream catcher on the window? 221 was decorated beautifully. Every corner has aesthetics. Artworks, Paintings, fairy lights, photo cards, indoor plants. Maybe yeah, dream catchers. But since it's Taehyung's nature, Jeongguk doesn't take it as a big deal. The male looked at the window. It had curtains, white and purple curtains. Jeongguk never opened the one window of the room. He walked to move the curtains and shoot!
There's a balcony?
There's a frickin balcony. Jeongguk doesn't open this one before. God, he wasn't thinking about this window behind the curtains. The window wasn't small. A grown-up can jump through it and yes, there was a dream catcher.
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The feathers were soft and touched his face when he opened the window and a chilly breeze entered. Jeongguk closed his eyes in content. It felt like soft fingers touching the scar on his cheeks.
Inhaling deeply, Jeongguk hopped out to the window and reached the balcony. Nothing much. It has a bean bag on the side and a small wooden table. The steel railings were covered with plants with flowers and some of them slowly dying without water. A wind chime was on the center, hanging on the hook on the ceiling, chimes whenever the breeze stroking it. Fairy lights hanging around the quotes on the wall. The balcony leading his eyes to a vast and breathtaking Itaewon at night.
