"Look I already told you who broke in. Why don't you people just listen to me? This is taking way too long for no damn reason!" Taehyung shouted, hitting the table in the interrogation room.
"Listen, Taehyung. Why don't you spare us all and just confess? We'll tell the DA you cooperated, you'll look better in court, might get a reduced sentence. Doesn't that sound good?" Officer raised an eyebrow, sitting across from him.
"Confess what? Are you people high?" Taehyung felt the rage grow inside of him at a thought of getting framed for Namjoon's disappearance.
"Look at these." The officer pulled out a few pictures of the texts Taehyung sent Namjoon after they broke up. "These are threats that you sent him just a while ago."
Taehyung chuckled in disbelief. "I was heartbroken, it didn't mean anything. You've never said anything you didn't mean?! I can't believe this shit."
"Heartbreak can do a lot of things to a person. Are you sure you're really over it?" The officer asked, leading Taehyung on. "Think about it, he lied to your face for months, pretending to love you while he loved someone else instead. It must've hurt being a second choice? You know, just someone to take the pain away?"
"You really think you have something here don't you?" Taehyung chuckled.
"I'm pretty sure I do." The other replied.
"This is just amazing, your dumbass is messing with me here, while Namjoon is god knows where with a fucking psycho." At this point Taehyung accepted the fact that he won't be leaving that interrogation room any soon.
"Ah yes. Zach Archibald." Officer stood up. "That person is in the mental hospital in USA, Taehyung. He isn't even in Korea right now."
"What? Well- he must've paid someon-" Taehyung was cut off by a slam on the table.
"Enough with the bullshit! You think I don't know people like you? Sealed records, erased file! You're a sociopath getting his ass covered by his daddy." The officer leaned on the table. "Tell me where Namjoon is Taehyung. This will be much easier for you if you cooperate."
"That's it, fuck you. I want my lawyer." Taehyung crossed his legs, refusing to say another word.
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"What the fuck is taking so long? My interview lasted ten minutes." Hoseok sighed, tapping his fingers on his thigh as he sat in the waiting room along with the other three.
"Mine too. I'll go see what's happening." Yoongi mumbled as he stood up, making his way to the front desk.
"Hey, hyung, are you okay?" Jimin asked softly, pressing his hand against the Seokjin's back.
"No. I just want this to be fucking over." Seokjin sighed, staring at the ground.
"I hope Joon is okay." Hoseok rubbed his eyes in despair, lifting his head up as he heard Yoongi mumbling something on the phone. "What's going on?"
Yoongi hung up the phone, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "They're holding him for 24 hours. They think he did it."
"What? Why? That doesn't make any sense! What about-" Hoseok was cut off by a groan from Yoongi.
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𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 | taekook
Fanfiction"There's a thing between us, an awesome fucking thing. Can you feel it? It burns. Meant to be. We were never meant to be." In which Jungkook meets Taehyung in a weird way that must be fate but instead of a staircase to heaven their love ends up on t...
