FBI : love department || Park Jimin ☁️

19- perfume

<you slept together?!>

Jungkook stood on the doorstep, his jaw nearly touching ground. You looked away as your cheeks tinted red

<I see no one taught you to knock>

Jimin crossed his arms on his chest, the younger just chuckled

<I'll take your silence as a yes. Anyways, you don't need to worry, your secret is completely safe with me>

you looked again at the forensic tech and gave him a thankful smile

<did you need something?>

<actually yes...>

the boy answered your partner's question putting a sheet on your desk

<the couple who was in the room that night is currently sitting in our questioning room, here you go their profile. They haven't been noted to the police, exception made for a little speeding ticket two years ago>

you took the paper in your hands

Alina and Sam King

you had never heard those names before, you then passed the document to Jimin

<thank you Jungkook>

the boy smiled at you before excusing himself

<do you think Jungkook will spill the tea?>

you asked once the door was closed behind the younger's back

<no, I don't think so. Jungkook likes to talk and gossip but he isn't stupid>

Jimin looked at you with an eyebrow up and you just shrugged your shoulders agreeing with an "you are right"

<we should go question them>

Jimin broke the silence and you nodded collecting your notebook and the other files of the case.

<Goodmorning, I'm detective Park and this is my partner detective Y/l/n>

you sat on one of the chairs next to your partner

<goodmorning>

the woman said looking then around with her brown eyes, her husband was playing with her long blonde hair not really paying attention to what was going on

<it was so dark here before you two walked in>

Mrs. King giggled, the room had only one small light which was right above the head of those who were getting questioned but when you walked in, you turned on the main light making the whole room clear to the two suspected

<my wife doesn't like the dark>

a strong voice eoched through the room, your eyes fell on the man who was still not looking at anything else but the strands of hair tangled between his fingers. His voice sounded emotionless, nearly dead making you and Jimin exchange a look

<yeah, whatever... we are here to talk about the night when Axel Scott was murdered>

finally, the man raised his eyes on the two of you

<so someone died>

Mr. King whispered, you frowned

<what do you mean?>

you got yourself ready to write everything what was about to come out of the man's mouth

<we have two kids...>