it was a dark and secluded night. twirling his pen in his hand as he laid down with his cheeks on his desk, the only source of light that shone into his room was from the small pathetic light bulb that lay above his head.
for the past few nights, jeon jungkook has been locking himself in his small apartment, pulling his hair out over a recent homicide case. biting hard into his lower lips, jungkook frowned as he continued on to study the missing pieces he had gathered from the site when just then, his phone started ringing.
"yeobeoseyo?" "officer jeon, report back to the station now,"
the other party sounded sternly from the line and the call only lasted for a few seconds before it was cut off. knitting his brows, jungkook dropped his phone onto the table and let out a growl. he was both mentally and physically tired from all of the cases on hand and the thought of leaving his house and his beloved bed disappoint him. it was already awful enough that neither his parents nor siblings were living with him, here in seoul, rendering jungkook to be always alone, but things were even worse when it comes to his neighbors and friends.
due to the fact that jungkook is a police officer, his circle of friends were always behaving extremely cautious around him and thus, true friendships doesn't last for him.
"help me. this life of mine really sucks", jungkook groaned and finally standing up from his seat, he grabbed his hoodie from the hanger and within a few seconds, he was out of his apartment.
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with his hands chucked inside his pockets, jungkook was ambling down the corridors to the stairs when a small little figure who was blocking his tracks midway caught his attention. tilting his head at the young boy, jungkook studied his expression carefully, as he saw him standing riveted to the ground, in front of his neighbour's door. beads of perspiration could be seen trickling down from the boy's forehead and anxious, he was biting his nails even. his face was turning white as time ticked by and so, curious as always, jungkook eventually bent down and squatted next to the boy.
"dude, why are you standing here alone? you know her?"
the young boy shot his head up at him and faltered at his words. trembling with fear, his mouth opened and closed for several times, as though he had wanted to say something but still, not a word was heard from him.
"don't worry, i can help you. want me to knock-" "no!"
the boy suddenly yelled and pushed jungkook away. however, when he realised what he had done after, the boy brought out his hands guiltily and supported jungkook back up.
"i'm sorry", he apologized with his head hanging low and with his gaze tracing back to the door again, the boy soon pointed his finger shakily at it.
room 22919
"i'm w-watching out for that n-noona", he blurted and looking back at jungkook with immense fear now, he continued on,
"she told me to call the police if she doesn't make it out of her house in 30mins,"
jungkook's heart palpitated and he raised his eyebrows slightly at the boy's words. then slowly, extending his knees, jungkook gradually stood up from the ground. walking over to the door, his eyes flickered to examine the room number and then finally, his gaze dropped to something which seemed like it was only engraved on it recently.
help me
those were what the words read and as jungkook started to let the flow of events formulate in his brain, he felt a sudden tug on the hem of his hoodie.
"officer jeon?"
jungkook flinched slightly when he heard the young boy calling him that. but pushing that aside first, jungkook quickly nodded his head at the boy in case he had wanted to contribute to more important clues.
"yes? go on", jungkook probed him further and the boy eventually sucked in a deep breath before he slowly exhaled it out again.
"i was told that you were the only police officer i was allowed to call for help,"
