Strip

September 20th, 1:09 A.M.

Yoongi laid on his bed later that night, staring at the dark ceiling.

The drive home had been quiet without Namjoon in the passenger seat. Coming home, Yoongi felt like the house was far too big and dark without Namjoon in it. His bed felt incomplete without Namjoon in it.

His life felt like he was missing something, the same feeling he had had after Seojoon had been taken.

Yoongi sat up, wanting the annoying stripper back in his bed.

Jungkook had said the boy needed time and space, but Yoongi wasn't as patient.

He threw his jacket on and slid his feet into his shoes, grabbing his keys as he hurried out the door.

-

"Thank you." Namjoon said as he watched Jungkook finish making the bed. "I really appreciate you doing this for me."

"Of course, I meant it when I said I'll always be here for you." Jungkook straightened up with a smile. "My room is just down the hall, don't be afraid to wake me up."

Namjoon climbed into the bed, still wearing his clothes since he hadn't stopped at Yoongi's to grab any of his stuff.

Yoongi.

Namjoon hated the fact that he missed the detective.

His cheeks burned and he buried his face in the pillow, trying to squash the memories of the kiss.

The one sided kiss.

The one where Namjoon had thrown himself at the detective and Yoongi had frozen up, not reciprocating the boys emotions.

Clink!

Namjoon cringed, hating himself for being so stupid. Of course Yoongi wouldn't like him back, he was always calling the boy some derogatory name. He found Namjoon disgusting, he was just helping him out because the case he was investigating happened to collide with Namjoon's work. He viewed Namjoon as Seojoon's little brother, not as his own person who he would have romantic feelings for.

Clink!

Yoongi wanted to date someone older, who wasn't needing to be rescued on a daily basis.

Clink!

Namjoon raised his head, frowning as he listened to the silence of the house.

Clink!

Fear filled the student as he slid out of bed, heart pounding. He wanted to call for Jungkook but his vocal cords seemed to be frozen in terror.

It was the man who had attacked him before, the one who had stolen Seojoon and now was after him- he had found him at Jungkook's- did that mean he had looked for him at Yoongi's and killed the detective?

Clink!

A pebble hit the window.

Namjoon frowned, wondering why a kidnapper would be throwing rocks at a window instead of breaking in through the back door or picking a lock.

Curious, his fear ebbed as he crawled over to the window, timidly rising up to peer out.

Clink!

He flinched when a rock hit the window, startling him from the close proximity, and jumped up, opening the window to lean out.

"Yoongi?" The boy was astonished to see the detective standing below him in the yard, wearing a leather jacket despite the chilly night air. "What the hell are you doing here? It's after midnight!"