✨MY LIGHT IN THE DARK ✨ || JIKOOK ✅

27.

JIMIN POV

The next day I was sitting at
my desk in the station again but my mind was far away, still in the woods beside Jungkook.

I was still a little surprised
at how he had embraced
fishing in the end.

I'd known it was going to be strange for him and he wasn't going to like it but he seemed
to understand why it was such
an important surprise for me.

Now I was backat work and
no matter how much I loved
my job, I hated it today for
the way it took me away
from Jungkook.

I wished that we could spend
all of our time together.

The closer we got, the more
time we spent together, the more time apart started to
grate on us both.

With Jungkook, I had a feeling
I could spend every second
of every day with him and
still never, ever feel like I
had enough.

But I was at work and I had
stuff to do.

We still had no further information on Jiwoo.

The guys from the shooting
who we had managed to apprehend had lawyered up
and not one of them was speaking. I hated that.

I hated how crime bosses managed to instill such loyalty
in those they worked with.

I didn't understand it.

I had loyalty for my sheriff, for my partner, for my station
but if I thought they were
doing the wrong thing my
loyalty would fade.

And here these guys were, working for someone who
always did the wrong thing
and their loyalty never
shifted, never wavered.

They just sat there in jail
waiting for him to get them
out, positive that he would.

And the truth I hated
about it was, he would.

Jiwoo had enough money
and enough influence in the system to get his men out whenever he felt like it.

And Jih and I knew we only
had a limited amount of time before he did.

We had to get one of them to break, we just didn't know how.

We needed to figure it out fast.

I didn't want to keep putting
my life on hold while I waited
to put Jiwoo in jail.

Dubois walking into the
station reminded me of an
idea I'd had about one of
the guys we'd locked up.

They were going away for a
long time and they deserved
it but I couldn't celebrate
that success yet.

Not until one of them gave
us what we needed.

But I had an idea about one
of them who might.

I gestured for Dubois to
stop by my desk.

He came to a halt near me
with a grim smile.

He had on a faded brown suit today that didn't do him any favors and it seemed like he hadn't slept for a week.

"Hey, we bringing the axe
down today, Jimin?" he asked with a weak chuckle.

"Glad you amuse yourself."

"Somebody's gotta do it." he snapped back with an unapologetic shrug.

"So here's what I'm
thinking." I said.

He leaned closer and I told
him what had been rattling around in my head.

One of the guys had only
turned eighteen a few
weeks ago.