My Last Tear For You {jjk x pjm}《COMPLETED》

Part 8

"Room 418, fourth floor" the receptionist said. Taehyung nodded softly and thanked her. He walked towards the big escalator, which was was made for special patients as well. He pushed on the number 4 and smiled "4... shi...death..."

《DISCLAIMER: shi in Japanese means death (死) but is also another pronunciation of the number 4 (四)》

"... what... is this?!" Hoseok said feeling unwell. "Well that's the definition of stalking!" Yoongi said disgusted. The closet they opened was a self made Jungkook-shrine of Taehyung. On the doors there were pictures of him eating, walking, drinking, talking, waving, practicing, basically every moment of his daily routines. On the shelfs there were used mouth masks, an used facial mask, an old toothbrush, an tissue with a paper of the date next to it, his sign, an old sock with a hole in it and an old cookie that was half eaten. "Why in the actual hell would he make something like this?" The younger asked looking at it half amazed half disgusted. "I have no idea" the older said. He noticed a black box on the last shelf. Yoongi took it and opened it "oh my god..." in the box there were pictures of Jimin, either snipped in little pieces or cut in two. Some of the pictures had big red or black crosses on the head, some had a hole in the head or in the chest. "Uhm hyung I think we found the suspect and I think he hates Jimin..." Hoseok said. The younger, who was looking around in the room searching for more, found a diary. He pointed at the one page with 'KILL JIMIN' written on it with big, red letters. "You think?" The older said sarcastically showing the box with pictures. "Jimin is in great danger!" Yoongi said. "Let's go to Jimin. I have a bad feeling about this"

Yoongi snatched his jacket out of his rooms and ran out of the door. Hoseok followed him. "I really don't have a good feeling about this..." Yoongi said half out of breath. Hoseok who was trying to catch up with him nodded quietly. They ran to the bus stop when their bus came immediately. They praised that they were very lucky and stepped on the bus impatiently. "I hope we make it on time" the younger said. The older who was still out of breath stayed quiet.
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I'm sorry guys I know this update was short but I could write the next part cuz I'm going to write it in POV style, also thank you so much for the support I really means a lot 😭😘❤️