bloody sunday ; bts

Wednesday

"Any of you guys seen Jungkook?" Seokjin asked, walking into the kitchen where Jimin, Hoseok and Namjoon were eating dinner.

"Nope, why? Is this about the car?" Hoseok asked.

"Yeah, I wanted to ask him but I haven't seen him all day." Seokjin seemed to be on edge, as if something was on his mind.

"Text him?" Namjoon asked.

"Tried that, he won't answer me. I called him from the home phone and he hung up the second he heard it was me."

"He probably feels bad, he'll confess eventually." Namjoon shrugged, finishing off the bowl of vegetables and rice he had been eating.

He stood up, bowl in one hand, the other hugging Seokjin's shoulder.

"I know but I'd like for him to actually admit to it before I go get it fixed." Seokjin sighed.

Namjoon kissed his temple, before walking and placing his empty bowl inside the dishwasher, "Knowing Jungkook he's letting his pride get the best of him and feels bad. Just let him be for a while. The car can still be used, so don't rush to get it fixed. It's just the bumper."

"But it looks ugly. I have a reputation, you know?" Seokjin turned his nose up in a jokingly posh way, amusing everyone at the table.

"Speaking of reputation, has your dad called yet? About the business?" Jimin perked up.

"Yeah, he called last night. He said I should travel down to him in the next few weeks to work out shares, and how I'll work from Seoul." Seokjin smiled.

"Ah, that's good. I know you've been losing sleep over if your dad wanted you to take the shares or not." Jimin patted Seokjin's back from his seat.

"Yeah. And I think we have mice, sometimes at night there's scratching in the wall." Seokjin rolled his eyes.

"Told ya." Hoseok looked over to Jimin, as if to prove he was right this entire time.

"I'll call a pest control specialist during the week." Namjoon said. "As long as they stay in the walls, we don't need to spend a ton of money getting rid of them."

"True, I'm broke as shit." Jimin laughed.

"You're always broke as shit." Seokjin replied, walking to the refrigerator to get food.

"Also true." Jimin pointed his finger at the elder.

"Shit, the fridge is almost completely empty. I'm gonna go to the store and get groceries, anyone want anything in particular?" The eldest turned to the three in the kitchen.

"Nah, I'm good." Hoseok huffed, Jimin nodded.

"Actually, could you get those spicy crispy coated almonds again?" Namjoon perked up.

"Ugh, Joon, you can't get them locally. It would be a half an hour drive." Seokjin whined.

"But think about it; almonds or convenience? I'd choose almonds." Namjoon raised his eyebrows, Jimin snickering at what came out of his mouth, and how utterly dumb it sounded.

"Fine. I guess I'm going to Hansok." Seokjin grumbled, storming out of the kitchen.

Everyone knew he wasn't truly mad, and that he wasn't too bothered about the drive, that it was just himself being truly over dramatic. Honestly, he would probably be lip syncing to Britney Spears the whole drive anyways.

After around forty minutes of the boys just chilling out in the living room, the front door opened to reveal Jungkook who was carrying his gym bag tiredly over his shoulder, sweating lightly.

"Ah so that's where you've been hiding from Jin all day." Hoseok laughed.

"Hiding? Why would I be hiding from Jin?" Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows.

"..The car? Kook it's okay, we don't care who messed up the car." Hoseok waited for a reply.

"What happened to the car? Anyone care to catch me up?" Jungkook dropped the gym bag, it falling to the ground with a thud.

"Ah never mind." Hoseok waved it off, remembering what Namjoon had said about his pride, better to not force any explanation from the boy just yet.

"Okay?" Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows, immediately picking up his gym bag and beginning to walk to his room, but not before stopping and turning. "I got invited to Yoneul's party tonight, does anyone wanna come? It's open invite."

"Ugh, Kookie you know we hate his parties." Jimin's head lolled back on the couch.

"Just thought I'd ask." Jungkook put his hands up in defense, laughing lightly before turning and heading along the hallway to his room, which happened to be downstairs also.

The three boys in the living room turned their heads back to the TV, staring disinterestedly at whatever show was on.

"TV is so shit these days." Namjoon huffed, before getting up and heading to the kitchen. "Man, I'd love some almonds." He yelled back to the boys.

"Shut up, Tae and Yoongi are sleeping!" Jimin whisper yelled back.

Namjoon re entered the living room with a glass of water only seconds later; "But it's only seven?"

"Taehyung was helping Yoongi record some music works last night since he has to have the assignment fully finished by Monday. Yoongi, being the master procrastinator he is, had three weeks to do it and only started drafting it last night." Jimin laughed to himself. "After waking me up and asking me, in which I refused, he asked Tae."

"Asshole didn't ask me and I'm the one who helped him choose his cours-"

"I'm back!" Hoseok was interrupted by Seokjin who came through the door, carrying two heavy looking shopping bags.

Namjoon got up, took one from Seokjin and helped him carry it to the kitchen.

"I'm gonna make us a stew." Seokjin smiled, already pulling out a pot.

Namjoon thanked him, walking out of the kitchen and back to the living room, informing the others that the eldest was cooking.

"I'll help." Hoseok got up, walking into the kitchen to join Seokjin.

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havey oufig uredo utthe kille ryet?

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(NOTE: the bold letters in this code do not relate to the words in bold)

HINT: search up 'Bacon's cipher'. Since a lot of people aren't getting the codes (which isn't anyone's fault, they are tricky) I'm going to give more intense hints for not as crucial messages.

Comment your guesses/theories if you have any? Do you think you know the killer? idk i'm curious as to what you guys think :)

ALSO: sorry for the late update. As usual, another update will be posted Sunday, as scheduled.