psychopath | park jimin ff

siete

"so, haneul. how is your own private investigation going?" jimin asked as haneul pulled out the usual pen and paper. though they both knew that there would be nothing written during the session.

"good. we have a suspect in mind, though it may not be pinpointed as concise evidence, it's enough to get an investigation open and rolling," haneul smiled.

"that's good to hear. and the other boy? the one who just lost his girlfriend and child?" jimin asked, his eyes softening at the mention of min yoongi.

"oh, min yoongi? he's holding up. they transferred him to the same prison as jeon jungkook, though i'm trying to get them both transferred here so we can speak more privately," haneul sighed, leaning into her chair.

jimin stood up and shuffled to haneul's chair, crouching before her. his cuffed hands landed on haneul's exposed thigh in a non-sensual way.

"you're an amazing woman, you know that?" jimin smiled, rubbing his thumb against her soft skin.

"no, i'm not. i'm doing what any normal person would do," haneul chuckled, haneul's hand knitting itself into jimin's hair.

"not true. everyone shunned me because they believed the lies told in the media. they didn't, not even for a second, think about the idea that i was framed. but you did, and you still believe in me," jimin smiled, his thumb still rubbing her thigh softly.

"that's because i can see the real you. i know that you're way too kind hearted to commit such a vile act," haneul smiled. jimin returned the smile, their faces inching closer and closer.

"haneul?"

"yeah?"

"is it possible to be falling in love with you after knowing you for two months?" jimin asked, his heart pounding so loud, he thought haneul could hear it.

"no, because i fell in love with you."