✨MY LIGHT IN THE DARK ✨ || JIKOOK ✅

9.

JIMIN POV

Normally the sounds of the sheriff department soothed me the rumble of the coffee maker trying desperately to produce something worth consuming.

The low and constant hum of
our secretary answering the phone or greeting people who stopped by for various reasons and even the clink of the bars
on the small holding cell down the corridor.

This was my home away from home and often, when I was in the middle of a huge case, just like the current trail I was on it would be my home, full stop.

But today, none of those sounds calmed me.

In fact, I felt my hands curling into fists every few minutes as I tried to focus on my work, the noises an irritation, sandpaper
on already roughened skin.

I didn't know what was wrong
or why I'd been in such a bad mood these last few weeks.

Spring was on its way in and all every other person who walked through the front doors of the station could talk about was the fact that it was getting warmer outside and drone on about the stuff they wanted to do once the last threat of snow was gone.

Plant gardens.

Mow their stupid lawns.

I couldn't find any peace in
that day-in, day-out humdrum.

Even Jih, nearly a verifiable
saint had started turning the other way when he saw me walking to my desk.

Granted, I had snapped at him many times this week and I
knew I needed to apologize
but something just rubbed
me wrong.

Jih was fine, it was everything else that bugged me.

I'd even scared a young omega who'd come into the station earlier to make a statement.

I prided myself on being a calm alpha, always careful not to be overbearing or too big and loud but somehow this week I'd lost control of even that and I had
no idea what was wrong.

At the end of the day, I felt a little like I was lying to myself.

I knew one big thing that was wrong, I tried to ignore the infernal coffeemaker and the tapping of one of the other deputy's pens at a nearby table.

No, if I wanted to be real, down right honest, I knew exactly
what was wrong, admitting that was something else though.

Because when I did, what then?

I hadn't seen Jungkook since
the night of that awful date almost two weeks ago.

Ever since he stopped by my house that night, he'd been avoiding me, I just didn't know why.

Something had obviously put
him off me but what?

He was the one person who soothed me when I felt like my skin wanted to crawl off my body.

He always had been even-keeled and I couldn't help being angry with him for avoiding me when
I hadn't done anything wrong.

A yellow sticky note sitting on
my desk caught my attention.

It was in Jih's handwriting but
I couldn't remember when it
had arrived there.

All it said was:

Lunch with Hunter. Go.

It was a good reminder, as I
had forgotten that I had lunch booked with Hunter today.

I hadn't been giving my friends
a lot of time lately.

It just felt like too much effort
to spend time with people who weren't the one I was missing but it seemed like Jih wasn't giving me a choice.