The Police and Detective (TAEKOOK~VKOOK)

Bad Blood

~~~Tae's POV~~~

"Ugh! Jin, Jimin, if I don't get more information on this family I'm gonna scream!" I shout in frustration.

"Chill loser. You're literally the best when it comes to finding info. You got this." Jimin assures me.

"Yeah. Besides, why doubt your skills?" Jin asks, rhetorically. 

"I don't. And I know I am the best." I say with a smug smirk.

"BOYS!" yelled a voice. We all jumped but turned toward it nonetheless. 

Standing there was an old friend of Jin's that quickly became close with us as well. Her name was Tiffany Hwang. 

"Hey, Tiffany. What's up?" Jimin asks.

"Well, I got called in for interrogation since I'm close friends with the Forces and they think it was someone who was close. I may be a suspect but I'm still a part of the station so I still got some details from them. Second, can one of you please calm my cousin down? I love her too death but she's thinking she'll be next, which I doubt, but she's adamant on the subject."

"I'll try. But I can't promise she'll listen since she doesn't like me a lot." Jin offers.

"She'll get over it. She needs to stop acting the way she does because one day someone will come after her to just shut her up!" Tiffany said, pulling at her hair.

"Why don't you just go back and grab a coffee. You're obviously stressed to the extreme." I suggest.

She smiles softly toward me before replying, "I will. To be honest I'm surprised that you aren't late. It's weird seeing you down here on time for once."

Everyone burst into laughter before I pushed her towards the stairs.

"Bye everyone!" she yells to everyone in the basement.

"Bye!" chorused throughout the basement.

After that little exchange, we quickly got back to work before mine and Jimin's stomach growled.

"You hungry too?" he asked.

"Yeah, you want your usual?" I ask him in return, already raising from my seat heading to the stairs.

"Of course," he says with a grin.

I shake my head as I walk up the steps thinking about his appetite. He may be small but he can eat like a wrestler. He eats 4 plates of different kinds of breakfast foods. He'll eat a full plate of sausage then maybe a half a plate of rice, but with beans covering it. Half the time he'll get seconds. I stop thinking about it when I reach it.

"Alright, I grab a tray and fix his so I don't have to carry too much at once..." I mumble while fumbling around for a tray. 

"You know that I don't like him! Stop trying to set me up with random people. I want to be the one to find who I like." a voice says quite loudly from across the room.

I turn toward it and see a small group of uniforms talking and laughing.

'Do they not have that much work this time?' I think bitterly.

Before I continue that thought I face back to the food and quickly make our plates before leaving. 

"-  I know? He's my best friend, of course, I would how weird he is. How about you stop talking shit about him because I have no problems kicking your ass!" I hear coming from the bottom.

'That's Jimin..' 

"But he's just so weird. He shouldn't be friends with someone cool." a voice says with haughtiness. 

"You bastard! Wait till I get my hands on you!" Jimin yells.

I finally reach the last step only to get pushed. I look down and see blonde hair with purple tips.

"Tae, you okay?" Jin asks while running to my side.

I nod in response before getting dragged to my feet by him. I look to the person who is standing now with a fire in his eyes. 

"Apologize," Jimin says with anger I've witnessed many times before.

"No, it's true. You're one of the best and he's just not. I'm not apologizing for my own damn opinion. Deal with it." the guy said before storming upstairs.

"What the hell happened while I was gone?" I ask.

"You might wanna get comfortable," Jin says.

I sit down and forget about the food that is currently plastered across my clothes.

"Well..."

~~~Jungkook's POV~~~

"Let's take a break!" Hobi shouted.

"We can't and you know that," Yoongi said, though you could see he wanted to.

"What's one little break gonna do?" Namjoon asks.

"Alright, fine. So Kookie, how did your date go?" Yoongi asked.

"Horrible. I told you all I didn't like him." I say with a groan.

"Tell us," Hobi demanded.

"Well for one, he kept talking about himself and wouldn't let me get one word in. Two, he was really rude to those surrounding us! What kinda jerk yells at an old couple?!" I complain.

"Come on Kookie, I doubt it was that bad. Give him another chance. He told me that you guys hit it off!" Hobi exclaimed.

"You know that I don't like him! Stop trying to set me up with random people. I want to be the one to find who I like." I say, anger rising quickly.

"Calm down! I'm just saying! You're not getting any younger! You need to find someone who will be there for your dumbass!" Yoongi shouts.

"I'm not a baby! Just stop! If I didn't know any better you're treating me like the last officer!" I shout.

Their faces go slack before turning into one of sadness and guilt.

"I-I didn't mean too. I just got ma--" I started.

"It's fine. Just work." Namjoon says before they all turn towards their respective areas.

As I turn toward my space I hear quiet sniffles coming from my side. 

'Sorry, hyungs...' I think.

I start working and faintly hear yelling come from the basement, but I tune it out.

"Let's take a break. What can one little break harm?" I mumble quietly.

I look to the folder holding the case and start fooling around with the pictures trying to find some kind of clue.

'What the hell happened to where it progressed so fast?' I think sadly.

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Hey everyone! I truly am sorry I didn't update as I promised but I got busy. But I have finally updated after what? Almost a month? Anyways I hope you like the chapter and thank you for reading the story. Until next time my Little Bug's!

~Beebug