[ON HOLD] Psycho|| JJK

Chapter 10:Dead

"Please tell me again, for why you all even bother to follow a person like little train dogs." Jungkook continues on persisting as it didn't hurt to hear him questioning for the past unknown minutes, in which felt like centuries. You could almost feel your ears slowly deteriorate by his words that carved within.

"Can you shut up." Yoongi beat you to saying those exact words at the raven hair boy who looked at him as if he were hurt, purely dramatic when he placed at hand on where his heart is located, if he were to have one.

"That hurt." He hissed playfully, his lip lifted up in a snarl. Amused with himself. In which you find pathetic in a way but it is amusing for you too. "You aren't really in the place to say such things, detective."

"I actually do, kid. If you were to lay a hand on me, your boss wouldn't be so glad." Yoongi sneered, making sure the words that slipped from his mouth were dipped in a daring tone. Eyes strongly focused on Jungkook who growled lowly like a beast, clearly irritated at the truth Yoongi laid out. His arms tightly crossed on his chest, fingers burrowing in his skin, surely to leave nail marks but he didn't care one bit of small marks while he glared at the older. Attention flickering back on you once you cleared your throat lowly, gaining both their eyes on you.

"I love how you both want to rip each others throat out," You scrunched your nose, "but please do take that somewhere else. I don't want to hear both your stupid comments toward each other."

"Sorry princess, but you can't always get everything." Jungkook leaned on the brick wall on his side of the bars. A light gaze directed at you, biting his bottom lip to struggle with the smile that tried to tug on his lips once he saw your facial expression morph. You clearly annoyed with the nickname he gave you, in attempt to correct him, a quiet voice spoke up besides you.

"Jungkook," Minsun whispered softly, her knees brought up to her face, seeking to hide behind something as she's shackled, "Why do you prefer to suffer when you could be a trained dog and live easily?"

She raised her head, eyes looking dejected, drowsily gazing up into Jungkook's fogged eyes that just stared at her. No certain emotions filling the vast darkness of those orbs that blankly stared at her.

"I hate being under control for something that fucks up every high crime coefficient person." Jungkook bluntly said, eyes remaining unexpressive, "Either way, lets face it. You probably didn't choose to turn yourself in, didn't you?"

Minsun turned unresponsive to that. Teeth dug into her bottom lip, quivering slightly, holding back something that dared to slip from her mouth. Eyes displaying pure dejection from the conversation turning onto her so quickly. Hesitation building throughout her thoughts, leaving her to delay the response she debated about.

"No, I didn't." She quietly stated, burying her face on caps of her knees. Hands strongly pulling her legs further against her tense body that wanted to hide from the stares she received.

"Heh, it's always the same answer. We have only two chooses, either to survive out here or be captured and be used as dogs from the dirtiest alleyways."

"They dont treat us like dogs! We've been respected-" Jimin snarled but was quickly silenced by the raven hair boy who passionately disagrees.

"You haven't seen the other divisions, how they treat their enforcers. I've seen it up close, the way they make enforcers do the dirty work, getting hurt before any harm reaches detectives." Eyes flashing with pure bitter, hard staring Jimin, who's jaw clenched, "God, you're a bother. Always putting up a fight, if only Kai didn't push me. You'd be dead from that bullet piercing the organ that kept you alive."

You can't stand that.

"I really don't appreciate that way you're talking to Jimin. Speak that way to either one of them, I have no problem finding a way to hurt you, leaving you nicely close to death." You pulled on the cuffs that had a secure grip on your wrists. Upper lip lifted in a snarl, deeply glare at the boy was remained unfazed. Frustrating you even more. "Why are you always dead?"

"Excuse me?" Jungkook questioned, offended, a scoff lingering in the back of his throat, body leaning forward as if he were trying to hear you more clearer. Daring you on some how.

"Why are you always dead?" You repeated, Jungkook eyes darken towards you. Nose scrunching up, making his two front teeth visible.

"Dead of emotion is what keeps me alive."

I'm sorry guys, I've entered school weeks ago and been very busy. My laziness also got full control. I'll update when I can. I feel really bad for making you wait. Love you all💗