Secrets||Jikook

Chapter 6

I was standing there in shock, Jimin... He was...

Alive, standing there shaking. Akira was behind him, lying on the ground with her eyes closed.
No blood.
I looked around and saw Yoongi holding a gun.
He seemed to notice the attention, cause he said : "It's just a tranquilizer. Stuff like this is sold around my neighborhood. My dad has hundreds. Made to sound like guns for dramatic effect. It worked." He seemed proud.
"I've been doing some digging on her.
Akira Lee. Her father is the most wanted hitman in Busan, and Seoul, and Ilsan... Basically Korea.
Once I turn her in, well, drinks on me."

I almost forgot, Yoongi was a detective. Since he was older than us, except Jin, he had a job.
I remembered Jimin and I ran towards him, pulling him in a tight embrace.
I could feel my shirt getting wet from both our tears.
"Jimin?"
"Yeah?"
"I missed you."

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"Come in." Jin said as he opened the door to Namjoon and I's apartment.

The rest of the boys came in and plopped down on the couch.
"Still looks the same." Taehyung said.
"So this is the place. No wonder it seemed familiar." Jimin said looking around.

"What do you mean, Chim?" Asked Yoongi.
"This place was in my dreams. Hazy dreams. It was really quick. I'd have dreams about this place every other night." Jimin answered.

I walked in the kitchen to get them cups of water.

I was pouring the third out of six cups of water when somebody tapped my shoulder.
"Hey, Kookie."

It was Hobi. He had a bright smile.

"Hi, hyung." I replied with a grin.

"I was wondering... Well, we- Yoongi and I, were wondering if you'd like to join the detective game. You know, you being a police. It has really good pay and-"

"Hyung. You know I can't ditch  Hongik University. I'm pursuing my dreams of becoming a musician." I said.

"Well, while you wait for graduation and in between you waiting for a job, you can work with Yoongi and I, Tae said he'd try and so did Namjoon.
Jimin already has a job so he said no. And our team needs your physique.
You being tall and bulky," He stopped and thought for a moment."70 kilograms in weight and 5'10" feet in height. We'd need you. "

"How do you know how much I weigh?" I asked curiously.

"We keep tabs on everyone we know, we might be watching you at times. For safety purposes." Hobi replied.

"Creepy, but cool."

"So? What'd ya say?"

"Yeah, I'll give it a shot."

He jumped around and hugged me, he left the room to tell the others.

I smiled at myself. I put the cups on a tray and carefully brought them to the living room.
Jimin looked at me and took the tray from my hands.
"What are you doing?"

He looked at me with squinted eyes.
"Oh please, Jungkook. You are the clumsiest person I've ever met, and I work at a Cafe as a waiter."

I laughed. "Last time I remembered, you'd trip all the time,"

He nudged my rib cage. "Shut it, bunny teeth."

I laughed and made my way to the couch. I turned on the TV and SpongeBob was on.

It's been around five minutes in the show. The hyungs stared at me as I watched the show with an amused expression.

"Earth to Jungkook?" Namjoon said waving his hand in front of me.

I looked at him. "Yes, hyung?"

"Did you hear me?" He asked.

I slightly nodded. He arched his eyebrows. I shook my head.

"Figures, SpongeBob is more important."

"What were you going on about anyway?" I asked.

"It's the people after J-"

"Shit." Mumbled a distressed Yoongi.
"Everyone, evacuate the building. Use the stairs and into the van!"

"Why?" I asked.

"I'll explain in the van! Hoseok, this is not a drill!" Yoongi said grabbing his bag.
He pulled out a big gun.
"Hobi! Come on! You have to help me here."

"No, we should run. Just run. No shooting." Hobi insisted.

"But Hobi-"

"Don't you trust me, hyung?" Hobi yelled.

"Yes." Yoongi said packing up.

~

We moved out of the building, we ran down a few flights of stairs.
When we reached the next flight, Hobi yelled. "No! On this floor! There's a double hallway we could loose them in!"

We made our way to the double hallway.
"Which way, Hoseok?" Yoongi asked.

"Left!"
"How do you know?" Jimin asked.
"Later!"

We ran and ran until we were met with a man in a suit.
"Do you know where Park Jimin is?" Asked the man.

"No, we haven't heard of him." Yoongi said shaking his head.
"Thank you, gents." The man walked deeper in the hallway.

Jimin's head was full of questions. "Why'd you-"
"In the van!"