help me | jjk

final

three days ago;

it was a cold dark night and as usual, jungkook was returning home from his late night work. the number of cases have been piling up and going hard on him and that was why jungkook was a little off today. a few hours back, he had decided on dropping by a stall to have a few glasses of soju and this eventually committed to his wobbly steps now. walking zig-zaggedly back home, he stumbled over some rocks a few times but nevertheless, he managed to make it back to his level.

"open up, ppal-li open up the door", cried jungkook as he pounded hard onto the wooden structure. he was drunk and he wasn't in his right mind and thus, he even fished out his pen and started carving onto the door shortly after.

help me

that was what he had written on it and sliding down onto the ground, jungkook sniffed in his tears as he leaned against the door sadly.

all along, lee dahae was actually standing behind her door, watching him behind her peephole. she was disheartened by how the officer had presented himself and as his cries soon grew louder and louder, she eventually unlocked her door and supported him in.

"noona, what's all the noise about?"

unexpectedly, this commotion woke daebak up too and rushing over to dahae's side, he helped her in bringing the tall figure into their living room, before lying him down properly onto their sofa.

"he has got fever", muttered dahae and wanting to go to the kitchen to get him a cold towel, she however, felt a tug on her arm.

"help me", said jungkook feebly,

"i don't want to be left alone anymore. i can't cope with everything all by myself. i need support, i need my family, i need my friends, i need u..."

daebak shrieked in delight when he saw how jungkook was holding onto his noona's hands and immediately climbing onto dahae's back, he whispered into her ears,

"noona, help him. woori officer jeon needs our help,"
"jinjja?"
"jinjja,"

present;

"and so that was how everything happened,"

sitting by the cackling fire, dahae explained to jungkook,

"as i am a freelance writer, it wasn't tough on me to write up a draft or the story on how this whole plan was actually going to work. the main challenge however, was trying to figure out who to assist me in carrying out this plan. but fortunately, i was able to catch your mum dropping by the next day,"