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     "It's been over 24 hours why can't I file a report!?" Jungkook almost yelled. "There's been a lot of missing person reports within the last month Sir. We are running 19 investigations of 13 different families with 19 people missing. Where was your child when you last saw them?" Said the police officer slightly irritated maybe prejudiced. He was probably mid 50's with obvious amounts of dislike for the fact that the couple was gay. But that's not the fucking point, Jikooks children had been missing for a week and the police didn't wanna fix it. "My children were going to the park with their cousin, OUR COUSIN. You're complaining that there are too many people coming to you to do your job. Why aren't you complaining that there is a kidnapper loose and nobody seems to know who it is, hm? You don't even have to move your feet out of this building and do the investigation, other people do that for you. You just take reports and observe other employees' evidence. MY CHILDREN ARE MISSING DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT." Jimin started to yell. "Go sit down I'll report it." The policeman finally complied. He didn't like being yelled at; it attracted attention and he's a crybaby.

     4:52 pm, 6 hours and 17 minutes from when the report was filed, Jimin and Jungkook were talking to an investigator. "Have you talked to the cousin? Where is she?" The woman asked. Her name is Leila. "I tried to text her a few times and called about 30. She isn't picking up." Jimin replies. Both he and his husband sort of looked like they were on the verge of tears. They looked mad, but insanely worried, both of them thinking of all kinds of things that could be happening to their children. "Where does she live? Does she have anybody who doesn't like her, anybody she's bullied or broken up with? Anything that could get her on somebody's bad side?" Leila questioned. "Not that I know of," Jimin answered. "What about your children?" "They're toddlers. They barely go to daycare, of course not."


     Jikook finally got home, it was 11 pm and they were stressed. Imagine trying to fall asleep knowing your closest loved ones might not be able to.

     So they didn't try to sleep yet, they turned on an old movie and cuddled as they waited for their food to be delivered. Listening to the occasional bird chirps and the sound of the musical they tried to distract their minds, but they both got emotional at times thinking of their family.

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Maybe a lil angst but I'm bad at making things sad

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