House Of Cards

Chapter 7

Name: [Jeon Jungkook]

Age: 22

OccupA-

Spouse: Kim Taehyung

*Jung Hoseok's POV...*

    Chaeyoung and I finally arrived at the station. We both jumped out of the car and ran to Namjoon.

    "Where is it?" Chaeyoung asked.

    "Over here." Namjoon went over to his car, which had been surrounded with police tape and other things now. With the words, "Don't let him in." printed on the side of his car.

    Namjoon turned and looked at us, "Look I just want you guys to check out the area. I want you to go around and ask civilians if they've seen anybody looking strange or anything like that. Show them a picture of Jungkook if you have to, the one in my office. I'm pretty sure they'll know if they've seen him."

    "Not to be rude Sir," Chaeyoung interrupted, "but wouldn't every civilian call us if they had seen Mr. Jungkook?"   

    I had to agree with her. However, I didn't agree with the whole.... Mister... Part of it. He's definitely not a Mister... Namjoon looked at her solemnly, "I guess you're right. However, we need to reach out to our people. You don't have to do it tonight. I know you guys are tired. Just go around and search the area, then you can go home, alright? Be safe, and have a good night."

    He walked off. He walked to somebody who had been watching the three of us. It was a man with short, light-brown hair. He had his arms crossed, and a worried expression on his face. He looked up at Namjoon as he greeted him. Then, they both kissed each other... I didn't know Namjoon had a boyfriend... I knew he had a daughter, but I didn't know he had a boyfriend.

I looked back at Chaeyoung, "I'll take the back of the building and the forest line. You go look around the street and sides of the building. We'll meet back here in 10 minutes, got it?"

"Alrighty. Back here in ten."

She walked off with her hand on her holster. I did the same.

*Kim Namjoon's POV...*

"But hon, you have to start going easy on yourself. If you keep worrying about Jungkook, he's going to take over your mind. He'll corrupt it." My husband was standing under me, looking up at me with innocent, adorable, worried-looking eyes. I brought my hand up and stroked his cheek, which he then smiled in return. His eyes became softer as he looked down. A slight pink could be shown on his face. He gets embarrassed easily; he's always been like that. 

"Unfortunately, I have to get back to the college and organize some stuff." Jin told me.

"Okay Honey, be safe." I kissed him and watched as he got into his car. He smiled and waved before leaving the parking lot.