[ON HOLD] Psycho|| JJK

Chapter 3: Jump

You are far from accustomed to your alarm still. Hearing it shriek in your comfortable sized room when the sun hasn't even rose to show that it was morning.

Waking up graceless, your hair splayed in different sorts of directions, your hand started to try to find the blaring alarm on the bedside table. Planning on smashing it into pieces, but as soon as you found the button. You reminded yourself that you can't waste money to buy something over again when you could've taken care of it.

Sighing to your dismay, you gently pressed the button on the annoying alarm, silencing it for only that one day when you could've smashed the thing into pieces, thanks to your well earned strength. Lazily getting up from the comforts of your cozy warm bed, the floor greeted you with shivers already crawling up your spine.

The morning cold enveloping your groggy body, resembling a video game zombie as you stumble towards your closet. Stumbling on the carpet due to the room being lightless. Swinging the doors open, you grab your black blazer, white dress shirt along with black work pants. Dressing quickly, you hurry out of your darkly lit room, and into your kitchen. Turning on the lights automatically as soon as you step into the chilled room.

"Why is it so fucking cold, the heater is working fine." You grumbled out, grabbing the oatmeal out from the cabinet above the sink before grabbing a bowl for it.

Making the oatmeal quickly, your watch started to ring against your wrist, gaining your attention as you stirred the oatmeal slowly. Hurrying to pick up the hologram call, you swirled your attention back to the oatmeal, hearing a raspy sigh from the light-hair male.

"Good morning Detective." Yoongi proceeded to look down swiftly before gazing up at you. His deep color eyes examining the side of your face in amusement as you concentrated on your breakfast.

"Good morning Detective Min." You smiled lightly at him, your eyes meeting before they retreated to the oatmeal you finished preparing. "What can I do for you?"

"It'd be grateful if you come to the Agency much earlier. We have a far long day ahead of us." He licked his lips, moisturizing the rosy flesh as his chocolate eyes never flickered off your own eyes, his lips turning into a untrusting grin. "But please do enjoy your oatmeal before coming here."

"Whatever, Min." You ended the call with a sarcastic remark, ending it right before Yoongi could even correct you for your informality. Leaving you to worry about it once you get to the Agency.

But for why Yoongi called you earlier than you usually, left you pondering on what Yoongi was assigned as the lead Detective from the Chief. Shrugging it off, you returned to your warm oatmeal, eating it away quickly before you rushed to hurry to the agency.

- - -

"Heh, it looks like the Chief is starting to warm up on us." Yoongi slammed a file on his desk, earning the divisions full on attention, focusing on his deep grin that just reflected cockiness. "So, again, we don't need to fuck up more, now, since Jimin is still recovering."

Nodding slowly, you arched your brow at the thought of doing a case without the silver-hair male. It's just a new feeling to have one person short in a case.

"But it seems that we'll have two guests coming along with us." Yoongi sighed in dismay, his deep eyes scanning everyone's eyes for certain emotions, but failed as he saw no change of emotion. "So, we have to keep on guard with Jeon and Kim. We cannot have them escape. They are deeply involved with this case too."

Feeling your interest perk up more, you nodded quickly before standing up from your desk chair. Yoongi's eyes trailing up to your own, as for making a silent agreement on proceeding with this case that involves the two captive criminals in your grasp.

"Let's move then."

- - -

"Stay still, or I will not hesitate to cut you." You gritted through your clenched teeth, tightening your grip on Jungkook's cuffed hands, straining him from doing less unwanted movements. To your pleasure, the stubborn male ceased his annoying actions of pulling and yanking on his cuffs, bringing a smug grin onto your face before tugging him along. Following Yoongi, who held lead as for Minsun maintained Taehyung, who remained cuffed as well.

"From the Chief's collected information, this ware house, has something to do with these nuisances. Due to recent reports of gang sightings." Yoongi paused for a moment, looking back at all of you, clutching a dominator as he heavily eyed the two criminals, his eyes fixed with despise. "Along with it being in the area of their small hiding place."

"So it's seemed to be that they have a larger group." Hoseok thought out, standing besides Minsun, if in coincidence that Kim Taehyung decides to make any troublesome move. Turning his gaze towards the blonde hair male, scanning the untroubled expression the blonde contained on his face.

"It's obvious that they won't say anything to blow their cover." You sneered at Hoseok in a playful manner, managing to keep his gaze on your eyes, glinted with playfulness as well. But to both of your acknowledgement, this isn't really a great specific time to be mischievous.

Only to cause Jungkook to scoff, keeping his head down as his fluffy hair covered his face, shadowing his glistening eyes at stared down at the floor. Clearly thinking how foolish both a Detective and an Enforcer acted together, two complete lifestyles clashing so well together, astonishingly. Along with it being a far dangerous place to act idiotic, to stand in the middle of the fairly large warehouse, with many places where people can lurk in the depths of the shadows. Jungkook couldn't help but smile widely at the cement floor, not sparing the evident thing that would happen extremely soon.

"It'd be smart of you all to hurry up." Taehyung surprising spat out, his hooded brown eyes gleaming at Yoongi, who spun around with a irritated expression displayed on his face. His eyes glaring at the blonde that remained unaffected by the threatening scowl, flickering his gaze towards you. Keeping the cuffed dark-head in a tight grasp of your hands, staring right back at Taehyung.

"Where are you going with this, Ki-" You began, but cut off by single bullet piercing through the air, echoing through the massive stockroom, cutting the vexation in the air, only to replace it with thick anxiety. Forcing everyone to scurry behind something to shield yourselves by the high danger the peeked up all of a sudden.

But only to forget about the cuffed psychos, just to keep your lives kept safe.