✔️that night → bts jimin + jungkook fanfic

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Jeon Jungkook's POV

"Okay, I think I have your side of the story covered." The detective sighed, standing up.
"Wait!" I raised my voice, causing her to look at me. "It's been three weeks and I know nothing. Please tell me you know something about Jimin?"
"I know that he's in a mental hospital." She told me. "He was put there by his parents for murder."

"S-so... Minji's..." I felt tears well up in my eyes.
"No, she's alive." The detective sighed. "I believe she's in this hospital."
"Wait. WHAT!?" I yelled. "How come I knew nothing!?"
"Because the nurses spoke to Minji, and she said that if you knew she was here you wouldn't be able to rest and heal." She explained. Damn, Minji knows me too well.

"But, why is Minji in hospital?" I asked. "What did that bastard do!?"
"Chill your beans, you're talking to someone who serves the law here." She smiled. "Apparently she has second-degree burns, but the majority have healed now."

"So why was Jimin put away for murder when he didn't murder anyone?" I questioned.
"Apparently it was the only way to get Jimin into the mental institute; to pretend he'd murdered someone." The detective explained. "His parents felt ashamed of their son, and wanted to put him away. It was also another reason as to why no one really knew about Minji."

"I see..." I mumbled.
"Well, thank you for your time, Mr. Jeon, I understand sharing your story was difficult, and I hope you get better soon." She nodded her head slightly out of respect, then turned and left, leaving me by myself with my thoughts.

Well, until someone else walked in.

"Minji!?" I exclaimed. There she was, her beautiful smile still intact. Her hair had been cut shorter - about shoulder length - and her arms were bandaged, but she came to see me nevertheless.
"Hey, Jungkook," she smiled. "I heard about what happened to you..."

"I heard about you too," I replied. "News spreads like wildfire in this hospital." At this Minji laughed, causing me to smile too.
"Can I ask, why you did this?" Minji mumbled, looking at the cast on my leg.
"I, I don't know." I replied. "I felt bad, and I felt like I needed to be punished, I guess."

"I don't know why mine happened either." Minji sighed. "After you left I went to gather my things and go back to Jimin's house. I'd only been there five minutes when he stormed in and... attacked me."

I felt my stomach churn with guilt. It was all my fault, and she doesn't know it. I don't even have the guts to tell her the truth.
"The last thing I remember is blacking out, I don't remember any fire." She tried racking her brains, but to no avail.

"Anyway, Jungkook," Minji began. "There's something I need to tell you."
"What is it?" I asked her.
"Well, you see, Jimin didn't just beat me up..."