My Helpline |vkook|

9.

"Fucking hell!" Taehyung groans, throwing his bag at the floor when he enters his apartment, slamming the door behind himself and kicking his shoes off.

He doesn't have much proof on that the so called 'Jinyoung' is really Jungkook. But he can't risk it, even if the chances are small. If he hesitates it could cost him someone's life.
But then again, getting involved with Kangdae again? Not a pleasant idea.

He glances at his watch impatiently, waiting till 7 comes so he can speak with Jungkook, maybe confirm it actually is the boy he has met.

He's walking towards his room when his phone starts ringing, he pulls it out and reads the ID before answering.

"Hello, Namjoon?"

"Hey, what happened before?"

Taehyung sighs "Honestly I don't even know, I'll tell you when I get everything together"

"OK... anyways, I didn't call to ask questions. I got something more about the boy while boss was gone"

Taehyung's full attention turns to Namjoons voice "What do you have?"

"He turned nineteen not too long ago. It's registered that he entered school one year late due to family issues, which means he's still a student at this moment"

Taehyung nods, more at himself really, Jungkook already told him about that "Joon, I need the school's address-"

"Now here's the problem, he has changed schools three times, the most recent one was almost two years ago, but when I checked the address... Taehyung that school closed down last year"

The younger stops to think for a moment "I need you to search the school's student records"

"Hell no" Namjoon says "as if searching the Jeons wasn't against the rules already. You know I can't do that Tae"

"Hyung-" Taehyung pauses, rethinking his choices "Okay yes, sorry, I'll figure something out. Thanks Namjoon you helped, a lot"

"You're welcome, I'll get back to work, talk to you later"

"Yea ok, bye" Taehyung ends the call. His hand falls from his ear, holding the phone tightly. His head resting against the door frame. 'How do I find you Jungkook...?"

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"Should I walk home with you?" Jimin looks at Jungkook, who has been silent for most of the time.

Jungkook shakes his head "Thats a bad idea, thanks though"
Jimin sighs "Watch out for yourself, see you at school"
The younger gives a slight nod before turning to walk his way.

Jungkook feels anxiety hitting in when he sees his fathers car in front of their house.  The thought of running away passes his mind but it's gone faster than it came.

Jungkook expects having something thrown at him when walking in, or be shouted at, but instead the doors to the kitchen are closed and he can hear faint talking.

Relieved that his father is busy, he starts making his way up the stairs as quietly as possible. Yet Jungkook can't help but listen in on the conversation while he can.

His father is a dangerous and complicated person, and Jungkook is well aware of his criminal record. He knows a lot about the man, and he hates that his "job" is leading a gang of psycho men, but it's still interesting.

Jungkook stops at the top of the stairs, trying to listen in a bit more.

"Would ..... him?...you know...t-....cop?"
"Fro-.........-ago?"
"Yea-....that.....stard"
".........wouldn't'........quit"
"Well......thing.......it..........be trouble"