𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒.

𝐈𝐌𝐆.𝟏𝟖

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PARIS IS ALWAYS solitary in its debuting hours. even the paint of the re-emerging sun had barely illustrated its soft pink and orange palette on the canvas of the sky that was left blank from the cold night.

detective blanc strolled along the river's length, listening to the soft ripple of the water as he expelled another cloud of nicotine laced smoke into the cool air. preparing himself for the scene he was about to face as he saw the sapphire and ruby lights of police cars glimmer in between the bashful waves.

walking down the incline of the ramp, he was met with the usual scenery of a crime. anaemic figures that composed the forensic team inspecting every corner and crack in the pavement. cameras igniting the early morning air into a quick, dazzling white.

two detectives already peering over the body he knew was destined to become his problem.

"what happened here then?" blanc huffed, throwing the still ember filled cigarette to the floor, only to twist it to a mere corpse with his shoe. his voice seemingly ambushing the two younger men who flinched to their feet. a small squeak being forced out of the smaller. "d-detective blanc. u-uh well, we-we got a call this morning from a jogger who saw the body washed up from the river here." the dimpled man explained.

"the forensic team have already estimated that she's been floating in the river for a couple of days. three at least. but, we won't know the-the cause of death until the official autopsy." added the other, earning a small hum of acknowledgment from the elder. "is that all namjoon and hoseok?" he questioned, moving past the two only to crouch down. worn eyes dissecting the bloodless and jade pigmented body.

both of the men hesitated, their lack of words growing concern in the other detective. turning to the two to find hoseok adopting pleading eyes that were digging into namjoon. "just spit it out one of you please!" he snapped.

namjoon gulped, venturing closer to the other. "f-forensics also identified her and-and i guess you could say it corresponds with another case, specifically the lea arquette case."

"what do you mean by that?" the silver haired man questioned, growing tired of their cryptic words.

"it's another girlfriend of jeon jungkook."

"it's ruby green."

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"i'm coming!" violet chased the fragmented sound of her own voice as it crawled through her apartment, her keys stubbornly dancing in her hands. "taehyung, you don't need to come here and rub in the fact that jungkook is in police custody because i already know. so, you can shove the idea of me saying that you were right, right up your a--."