Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"I have found you, my lost star."
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
With Yoongi's right arm strongly gripped by Jungkook's left hand and the latter dragging him out of the room to step into the corridor - the air had already taken the initial step to cover itself up with the drape of utmost tension. Seconds past by and Mrs. Choe's hasty footsteps to catch up with the men faded away, replaced by a her fingers clutching the dining table and shallow breaths as she watched them sharing heated glances.
Yoongi was the first to wrench his arm away from the inspector's grasp. His raven eyes were stuck into Jungkook's fiery ones as the first finally spoke with his gritted teeth,
"For the fuck's sake, who gave you the permission to grip my arms?"
"Don't use vulger words against me." the inspector groaned in annoyance, his breaths hasty, "Do you have any single idea that to which direction the case has headed now?"
The male knew. He still was not able to process what had happened just moments before - the cover getting pulled off, the painting made with sheer intelligence and mostly instinct unfurling itself before their curious gazes and him gasping in shock - all kept repeating in his head like polaroid reels of black and white pictures. No logic could be put in a situation similar to this; whenever he tried putting the pieces together, he only realised it was beyond repairable.
