Murders Around Seoul

Ch. 2

"Y-you think one of us in the murderer?"

Hoseok couldn't believe what Seokjin had told him. He was in complete shock and scoffed as he looked around for a moment. He got slightly closer to the other before speaking, "I knew you were stupid but I didn't think you'd be this stupid to think one of us is committing a crime" he mumbled. Seokjin narrowed his eyebrows and sighed before looking down and shrugging, "Alright first of all, fuck you Hoseok. Second of all, I know what I'm talking about. One of us is the murderer, and the only reason I'm telling you is because I'm certain you aren't the one going around killing people."

Hoseok blinked a few times and tilted his head, "What makes you think that huh? You don't think I can be a bad person? I mean come on I know I'm mainly happy all the time and have a smile that makes the sun jobless but- why aren't I a suspect?" Seokjin looked back up at the other and frowned, "you want me to not even fucking trust you anymore and potentially find evidence that will put you in jail for the rest of your life? Huh?! Is that the type of shit you want!?"

Hoseok's eyes widened as Seokjin's voice raised to the point where he was yelling. Hoseok gulped and shook his head, "N-no that's not what I want.." he cleared his throat quietly and brushed off the others shoulders before mumbling, "sorry.." Seokjin nodded and glanced behind Hoseok for a moment before continuing, "Don't tell any of the others ok? We're gonna calmly go inside and pretend we didn't have this conversation alright? If they ask- let's just say we saw a dog running down the street and wanted to pet it, they'll believe us, I'm sure of it."

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Namjoon peeked inside the box, "hm? The fuck.."

Inside the box contained various Polaroid photos. Didn't seem that odd at first, just a couple pictures of the members, until he started looking deeper. There were even pictures of people he didn't recognize, complete strangers. That's what caught him off guard and surprised. He picked up one of the photos to get a closer look at them, a woman was laying down face first on her bed. "Has Jungkook been fucking lately..? Damn, I thought he was for sure gay, at least for Taehyung anyways, but I guess he still has a thing for women.." Before putting the picture back, he noticed something else. Around the woman was a reddish stain, the bedsheets making it slightly clear to see. "S-she's not dead.. is she? Why would Jungkook have this? Underneath his bed too? No, she can't be dead. But- the rest of these pictures.. are there those reddish stains too..?" and indeed there was. The pictures look like they were almost evidence for a crime scene, although Namjoon wasn't sure why.

"What the fuck are you doing looking through my stuff...?" A voice appeared. Namjoon jumped from surprise and quickly put the pictures back in the box, frantically closing the lid and sliding it underneath the bed. He looked towards the door and saw Jungkook standing there, staring down at him. His eyes were wide, his pupils a bit smaller than usual which made an eerie and unsettling look set upon Namjoon. Namjoon took a pause and gulped, a hard swallow to do. "N-nothing, I promise. I was just trying to clean up a bit for you. You really leave things messy huh? And then I stumbled across your box, I promised I just opened it to try and clean, nothing more, nothing less." Namjoon had to try and at least find a loophole to get him out of the situation that didn't seem right for a bit. He awkwardly smiled and stood up slowly from the floor to face the younger better.

Jungkook didn't move. He just stared at Namjoon, making an uncomfortable atmosphere between them.

"W-where were you anyways? I wanted to wake you up, that was my first intention actually. Yoongi threatened to kick your ass or something.." Namjoon stated, shrugging towards the end of his sentence and rocked back and forth for a little while before Jungkook started walking towards him.

"You didn't see anything... out of the ordinary.. did you?" Jungkook asked, tilting his head a bit as well and stopped walked once he was directly in front of Namjoon. Namjoon, on the other hand, didn't move at all. He shook his head slowly and mumbled quietly, "No.. not really actually. There's nothing I have to ask you, so.. I guess it wasn't out of the ordinary?" he admitted.

Jungkook smirked slightly and nodded, "Good, now, if you could kindly step out of my room, that'd be greatly appreciated.. also, tell Yoongi I said that he can choke on my dick. He's done it before, so he'll get what I mean." he winked playfully, only partially kidding of course. He then walked towards his window and opened it up, letting some fresh air into the room. He took a deep breathe and sighed before enjoying the scenery. Namjoon bit his lip anxiously and walked out, closing the door behind him. He'd rather leave Jungkook in peace than to start up something with him. He quietly went down the stairs and tried to take his mind off of the pictures that he saw in the box and the way Jungkook had stared at him. It did frighten him, but he has seen worse in other times, he just didn't want to share that. 

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"Where have you two been? Hoseok you rushed out like someone was dying out in the streets, what's up with that? You seem so calm now.." Yoongi observed. He sipped his cup of milk as he gave Hoseok a blank stare, same with Seokjin, although he was quite curious with the whole situation. Namjoon completely ignored the whole thing, and simply walked past and towards the living room. He sat down on the couch and glared at Jimin and Taehyung who glared right back. Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jimin tightly and pulled him closer to himself, but Namjoon honestly didn't care.

"Well, we saw this really cute puppy, oh my god it was adorable, it was white and fluffy. It looked like a doll, quite literally. And we started to chase it- don't ask. We had a bet on how soft it would be so we needed to pet it, I won the bet by the way, and honestly it was a pretty nice experience overall. I called Hoseok along because I knew he liked stuff like that so, it was well prepared." Seokjin explained, smiling after his whole rambling. Yoongi crossed his arms and huffed. He let out a low chuckle, "Really now? Oh that must've been wonderful. Wonderful enough for you to actually even think that I was going to believe a stupid story like that. I don't care by the way, actually I could care less. But I'm quite disappointed. Especially towards you hyung. You know better." 

Seokjin blinked a few times, caught off guard from Yoongi's sudden passive aggressive tone. He nodded, "Right, how quite foolish of me. I shouldn't have lied. My sincerest apologizes." Seokjin cleared his throat afterwards and tugged Hoseok along with him towards his room before Yoongi interfered. "Where do you think you're going with my fuel of happiness? I'm out of energy this morning, I need to recharge with our only source of sunshine" Yoongi growled and hugged Hoseok. Hoseok didn't complain, he kind of liked it when the older was this way. Seokjin scoffed, "Fine, have fun with your boyfriend. I'll go to mine instead~" he softly laughed and quickly went and sat next to Namjoon, hugging his arm. He noticed however how he seemed quite serious and in deep thought. "Is everything alright..?" Seokjin asked.

"Huh? Oh. I mean well kind of, eh, not really. There's just a few things running through my mind, it's really nothing. But what if it is something? What if I can prevent something..? Hm, that's stupid. It's really probably not a big deal anyways. I don't even know why I'm thinking so much. Do you think this is a serious issue? I mean it probably isn't a serious issue, really, I'm being truthful." Namjoon peeked at Seokjin, in which the older seemed completely lost.

"I... yea totally.." Seokjin mumbled and slumped down on the couch, sighing as he kept a hold of Namjoon's arm. He wanted to ask more questions, considering that Namjoon's rambling suddenly got him intrigued. Before he could say anything else, all of them froze to hear a sudden thump come from upstairs. But it didn't sound like someone had fallen on the floor. Rather...

It sounded like someone fell outside.