"Just let me go," her voice was fragile and weak. Her body was trembling, her hands and legs were still bound to the chair she sat on.
"In due time my little bird.." She jerked away from the hand that stroked her hair, scowling a little. She was trying hard not show him that she was afraid of him. "My little bird it's okay, soon we'll be happily together again," she felt herself slowly getting sleepy. She took notice of the syringe the man had in his other hand.
As soon as she lost consciousness he untied her and carried her to his car, tucking her safely in the trunk. "Don't worry my little bird, you'll find your way back to me in no time," He leaned forward to give her a kiss but stopped midway remembering that it will leave traces of him on her. He couldn't have that happen. His bird needed to find him by herself, he didn't want to give her any clues about him. He knew in his heart his little bird will find him. "You'll always be mine my little bird," He stared at the unconscious brunette in his trunk smiling to himself, knowing his love for her will be enough for her to find him again.
——————————————————————————————————————————————————
24 hours earlier
"I'm never setting you up again," a brunette scoffed as she poured herself a cup of coffee and also the man's cup next to her's
"Look she is nice, I'm just—"
"An asshole?" She turned her head slightly gazing a the man next to her who just gave her a stick eye. This brought a slight smile to her face as she turned around to grab a doughnut. "I'm seriously never setting you up again, I go out of my way to set you up with her and you don't even call her back," The two continued to walk towards their respective desks
"She's nice okay but we're busy with the cases," the brunette momentarily stopped her tracks to give him a skeptical look
"Since when did the self-proclaimed playboy Park Jimin chose work over girls?" A small grin was making its way across her face as she watched her coworker shift uncomfortably under her stare
"Funny..." He gave her a look before continuing, "She's just not my type okay," He flopped down to his seat setting his cup of coffee down.
"You have a type?" She asked playfully earning a chuckle from the black haired man
"Don't start something now kids," Their Sargent spoke as soon as he put the phone down, clearly agitated. "I think our guy attacked again last night,"
"Wait the guy that kidnap and killed the three women before? same m.o?" Their Sargent just nodded at Jimin's questions
"Say no more, on it Sarg," The dark haired man grabbed his coat and began walking out the station but stopped half way, "Hey partner, get your fine ass moving," he directed his words to Seulgi who glared at him. Jimin just smirked and watch as she grab her coat an walk past him out the station. His eyes drop to her ass as she walked in front of him. "See look at that fine ass," He continued to tease her earning him a punch in the arm and another glare. Seulgi flipped him off as they entered the elevator
——————————————————————————————————————————————————
"So our guy's 4 kidnapped and killed 3 vics already," Seulgi laid out the cases, pinning them of the board for the squad to see. "He's escalating and he's escalating fast,"
"The last vic from last night, survive but is in coma right now." Jimin pointed to the picture of their fourth victim, "Her and all the other victims had a lot of ambein and alcohol in her system."

YOU ARE READING
Alouette // SeulMin
Fanfiction-------------------------------------------------- "My little bird, my Alouette." She is his "little bird". He cares for her, and would do anything to be with her. -------------------------------------------------- Alouette, gentille alouet...