Jin
He kept walking and walking, until he knew that he was far enough. His legs moved on it's own. He was running now. Running and running until his lungs started to burn so bad.
He didn't want to believe what he just saw. He couldn't hear their conversation but he saw what happened.
Jin looked around his surroundings and saw that he was maybe 10 minutes away from the hotel, him walking around at night to find a convenient store last night.
"What-What was that..." Jin said to himself, combing through his hair, pulling at his black locks.
"You said-You said you still loved me!" The people around him didn't bother to look twice. Jin wiped his eyes quickly. His phone vibrated.
'Hyung? Where are you? Yoongi said you'll leave in 30 minutes. Did you eat anything?'It was Jimin.
'No, I haven't eaten. I'm sorry, I'll buy something at the convenient store now.'
'Take you time Hyung :)'
He looked at his wallet, he had enough dollars (not American dollars) in his wallet to maybe buy him some instant ramen, maybe a decent boxed meal. He really needed something to wake him up now. He was so sure he was dreaming.
Jin chuckled to himself like a mad man. "You were dreaming Jin, god, Hoseok with Namjoon? They just met!" He entered the 7-11 and took some snacks and instant noodles nearby, taking some cold brew along with it.
He paid. He sat, and ate in silence. Still not sure if he should believe what he saw earlier. Namjoon and Hoseok kissing. They've never met before, and there are a lot of people here in Singapore, so it could've been different people.
His phone vibrated again.
He looked at the device to see Yoongi calling him. He coughed and made sure his voice sounded fine and not cracking in any way.
"Yoongi."
"Jin Hyung, where are you? I'll pick you up. Jimin said you were eating."
"Oh, I'm at a 7-11, just exit the hotel and turn left you can't miss it."
Yoongi came not long after they ended the call. Jimin wasn't with him this time though.
"Hey Yoongi." Jin smiled sadly as he played with the noodles sorrowfully floating on his remaining soup."Hyung? What the fuck happened to you?" Yoongi pointed out Jin's red eyes and his runny nose. "Are you sick? you do know we can go out tomorrow instead right?"
"No, no, this case is important. Let me just get some more coffee then we can go."
Yoongi didn't believe the older, but he didn't want to argue either. He looked so broken though, what happened?
Jimin
He pushed Hoseok against a wall.
"What the ACTUAL FUCK HOSEOK?!" Jimin shouted loudly, not caring wether or not their neighbors in the hotel could hear them or not.Hoseok groaned painfully, holding onto the back of his head.
"What are you talking about Jiminie?!"
"Don't you fucking JIMINIE ME!" Jimin held onto Hoseok's shirt roughly. "You know what you did! Don't lie to me!" Hoseok looked at Jimin, his eyes were wide with anger. His dark eyes bore holes into Hoseok's skull.Now he knew why Jimin had such a terrifying reputation when he worked for Namjoon.
"How did you-"
"I have eyes everywhere Hoseok.""Look Jimin-I'm sorry Okay?"
"Sorry? Sorry! Sorry doesn't cut it Hoseok!" Jimin slapped him again. Hoseok's felt more pain than this, but receiving it from his former 'partner in crime' , hurt even more."Don't you know how hurt Jin Hyung is? How long he's wanted to see Namjoon? How much he wanted to tell him that he still loves him! Jin Hyung cries every night because he still misses Namjoon! You fuck-"
"What about ME Jimin?! What about what Namjoon and I had in the past? I'm still not over him!" Jimin's eyes widened. Jimin let go of Hoseok's collar lightly.Hoseok was crying. He was a crier, Jimin; only when the time called for it.
"I love him, I still do. And seeing him with somebody else every single day hurts. How I had to follow our number one rule, to make him seem like a stranger. How I had to fake that I didn't care about him!"
Jimin stayed silent, wanting to hear more of Hoseok's explanation."When he finally, finally popped back in my life after having a disappearing act for 5 years when we were kids. And when he came back, what was he? A FUCKING MOB BOSS. And what was I? A COP JIMIN. I want my best friend back! I want my old boyfriend back!"
He continued. "I-I want my Namjoon back! When he would write lyrics day and night, when his passion was music! When he looked beyond the stars and dream. When there was no BLOOD on his hands!"
Hoseok chuckled dryly.
"An-And now I have him! I can still see the Namjoon I loved before, he's still there! Even with the little time I do have with him, I'm going to cherish it. I need to get over him Jimin, it's hurting me too much. It hurts so fucking much."
"For a person with an IQ of 148, Namjoon is a really stupid guy."
Jimin could tell that Hoseok was going mad. Slowly, he was going insane.
"Hoseok-"
"Don't Jimin, please. I know it's insane. But give me just this month to have Namjoon."
"That isn't my say." Jimin said quietly as he left the room. Leaving Hoseok alone.
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Lovely (K.n.j + K.s.j)
FanfictionWhat if a private detective falls in love with Korea's strongest mafia leader? Mafia Leader! Namjoon Private Detective! Jin Credit to whoever made the cover