Chapter 12: Fostered (3)

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"Mrs.Baek, we would like to ask if you're fine with the search investigations getting pushed back a little because we have orders from our higher ups that before we begin searching for your sons, we should finish off with Mr.Baek's case." Detective Gyeon asked the woman sitting in front of him.

"What?! How is finding two missing children less important than locking a criminial in prison, why can't both procedures be carried out at the same time?" Namra asked.

"Because, you see, we have to get Mr.Baek's case closed before as he is still alive and the evidence is both new and old, as for your sons' cases, those two have been missing for four years now, we have no leads and we have no leads and we are not even sure if they are ali-"

"No! Don't complete that sentence. I got your point, its fine, I suppose, to finish off Suecheon's case first." Namra said.

"Thankyou for understanding my point." Detective Gyeon smiled.

"Just make sure you start finding my sons soon." Namra added and smiled back.

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"Hey Hobi and Joonie, why aren't you coming to school regularly these days?" Dogeon, the twins' best friend, asked.

"Uhm...We-uh..." Hoseok trailed off, they couldn't tell him that they have been going to the police station because they thought that if they told their best friend everything that's been going on, he won't want to be friends with them anymore. The nine-year-old smiled awkwardly, elbowed and side-eyed Namjoon.

"Don't tell me that you guys are gonna disappear just like Yoongi hyung and Tae." Dogeon pleaded.

"What? No, of course not, we just have to go to the doctor because...uh..."

"A skin condition we got! Yeah, we get these red spots sometimes so we have to go for our t-trek-tretme...uh...What is it called again, Joonie?" Hoseok asked.

"Treatment." Namjoon answered.

"Oh I get it now! Get well soon, yeah?" Dogeon smiled.

"Yeah, don't worry about that, we will." Hoseok smiled back.

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"Hey, Kookie, let's go play on the monkey bars!" Hwan, Jungkook's best friend, exclaimed, practically dragging his sulking friend to the play area.

"I don't wanna do anything." Jungkook pouted.

"Why?" Hwan asked.

"Because Yoonie hyungie and Taetae hyungie aren't back home yet! Cop uncle said that they'll bring my hyungies one month ago! But they didn't, so I am angry." Jungkook stomped his foot on the ground and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"Aw, Jungkookie, don't be angry, maybe Cop uncle was too busy, so he couldn't bring them, maybe they'll be back tomorrow, who knows, maybe they come back while we are in school." Hwan shrugged.

"Really?! You think so?" Jungkook asked, excitedly.

"Mhm...Now, I'm pretty sure your hyungs would be happy to see you playing so let's go!" Hwan said, dragging Jungkook along with him to the monkey bars, Jungkook giggled and then ran along with Hwan.

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"NO! Noona you promised you won't send us away anymore! You promised!" Yoongi screamed as tears fell from his eyes.

"Noona, please, t-that man looks so s-scary, we won't live with him." Taehyung joined in, tears streaming down his face as well.

"I'm sorry, kids, but its against the law, we must send you away or else they'll take you two somewhere else where you two might get separated." Hye-da explained.

The two boys sighed, "Okay then, but not with that man that you told us about yesterday, please." Yoongi pleaded.

"We have no choice he is the only one up for fostering you two right now." Hye-da said sadly.

And that's how Yoongi and Taehyung found themselves standing front of a queer house with two small backpacks filed with their clothes and books. Yoongi hesitantly went to knock on the door, it was a strange door, it had weird things written on its surface and a decapatated bird head statue on it, the statue would have been an innocent enough decoration piece if the bird head wasn't covered in blood. The ten-year-old gulped and proceeded to knock on the door, Taehyung noticed the way his hyung's arm shook while knocking, well, he couldn't really blame him, he too was shivering in fear.

Not even 5 seconds later, the door clicked open and a man with a creepy wide smile stood in front of them.

"Ah, you must be my foster children, come on in kiddies." He said in a tone that sent shivers down the two boys' spines, but still the two took a deep breath and stepped inside the house.

"You kiddies can call me anything you want, just don't forget to add 'Master' before it. Now, make yourself at home and I'll make sure that you two have lots and lots of fun~"


A/N:

Yes, I did steal a few names from Begins ≠ Youth but shh... nobody has to talk about that.

-Echo.

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