DEVIL IN DISGUISE [JJK▪KTH]

C H A P T E R 1

TRIGGERING TOPIC: Mentions of blood and graphic depiction of gore and violence

The stench of blood tickles his nose. Hands and face covered by the same thick liquid as he lifts his head, looking at the dark sky above him. He finds solace as he feels the grip of the knife on his left hand. A grin plastered on his plump lips from the satisfaction of what he has done.

The man leans forward yet again. The blaring sirens heard in the background as he stabbed the knife to the body lying limp beneath him. The man carved a familiar symbol, his symbol to show them that this product was done by him and only him. No one else's.

He takes his leisure time wiping and cleaning the blood off the knife beside his victim. It keeps him sane, keeps the demon from having the satisfaction of messing with his brain. For the short while, he knows he'll be fine. He'll be fine until the next time.

As the sound of police cars enter the man's senses, he took off not before placing a lingering kiss to the tip of his fingers and pressing it gently to the forehead of the body. If you can still call it forehead for the man's face was unrecognizable at this point. The body's face was destroyed, eyeballs chuck out of its socket, and tongue cut as it lays flat out of its mouth. His body wasn't any better. Naked to the point even his skin isn't covering his organs. It's not a pretty sight, proven by the officers who came to the site to investigate the incident only to puke their stomach out from the gruesome picture of the victim.

It will surely take a while to know the identity of this one...

"Is Yoongi-hyung here?" a boy asked him. Jungkook looks up from his desk and instantly froze in place. The boy looks like an angel, to say the least. His features soft as his lips tilt to an awkward smile. Jungkook can't help but stare and admire his perfect face until he realized he was staring for too long. He can't help the blooming heat crawling up his neck, and the familiar burn at the tip of his ears. He just embarrassed himself in front of this being that looks too beautiful to be called a human.

Jungkook cleared his throat, "What are you saying again?"

"Is Y-Yoongi-hyung here?" oh boy his voice is so deep. He bet just that voice will make him- he cleared his throat again before licking his drying lips.

"What do you need with Yoongi-sunbaenim?" he said, trying to act cool and focus on his papers to avoid embarrassing himself more. It's not the time to ogle such beauty when he has a lot of paper stacked on his deck. When he still has a report to finish and a task to file the complaints sent to him to the main office.

"I'm his brother, and I brought lunch," the boy said, lifting his hand to show the bag containing the said lunch for his sibling.

Woah, Yoongi-hyung never told me he has an angel of a brother, complete opposite of him. And to add up, so he was the one who always brings lunch that Yoongi eat? Damn that one is delicious. I remember Yoongi-hyung feed me one spoon while talking to him in his office. I thought it was his girlfriend or wife because of how good it tastes. Jungkook thought.

"Yeah, just go to his office."

The boy gave him a tight-lip smile and bowed in gratitude, before scurrying to the office beside his cubicle to deliver the food to his brother. Jungkook sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he looks at the files in front of him with annoyance. The day is still long, and all he wants is to lay on his bed and sleep it all in. He still remembers the news last night, grateful that he wasn't one of the officers assigned to go to the site. From the expressions they all wore on their faces as they go back to the office, Jungkook already knows it will be something he won't be able to stomach in since the killer is pretty known for it. The killer they have been hunting for years already but still untraceable and roaming freely in the city of Seoul.

A sigh left the officer's lips once again, lifting the coffee mug to his lips and making a face at the familiar taste of the cold bitter coffee in his tongue. His eyes finding its way back to the glass window of Yoongi's office from time to time despite being welcomed by the window cover, keeping him from seeing the beauty he had met earlier.

This is Jungkookphobic, he thought, chuckling in his thoughts and silliness.

"Jungkook" a booming voice woke him up from his stupor, glancing at his shoulder to see his boss looking at him.

Kim Namjoon. His childhood friend that was older than him with three years, and is now his boss. Namjoon was his role model since he was a kid. He was there to stand as his older brother through thick and thin. The only man who stayed with him when he was having a hard time. Jungkook owes his life to his family and his dream to Namjoon himself.

"Yes, Namjoonssi?"

"Come to my office, please."

Jungkook abruptly stands from his seat, dusting his trousers as he makes his way to the familiar corridor and to his boss' office. He took a hold of the knob, taking a deep breath before twisting it to open the door. He found the man sitting across his desk, an open file in his hand as he scans the document.

"Yes, Namjoonssi?"

"Take a seat Jungkook-ah, it wouldn't take long."

He took the nearest vacant seat on the couch, fingers twiddling as his nerves wrack his body. Don't get him wrong. Jungkook isn't scared because he knows he didn't do something wrong. It's because when Namjoon started his position, there's this certain aura around him the screams authority, added to his broad physics that screams power making everyone feel intimidated by his mere presence, even Jungkook.

"Alright. So remember another case last night?"

"Hmmm? Yes sir."

"After two months of MIA, we weren't expecting him to commit another murder. We have been hunting him for two years already with nothing but his symbol as our lead. You remember the last group that investigated his case?"

"Yes."

"Okay. So since the group's head have retired last month, the case was passed to us," this information made him stunned. His hands starting to become clammy at the information because he knows, he knows that if the case was passed to them and he was called to the office, it only means one thing.

"Since you're the best in our group, I decided to assign you as the head of this investigation."

"B-but sir! I don't know if I will be able to handle this. It's not that easy and I'm just a two years old officer here."

"Exactly, you're just a two-year-old officer but you were able to solve many cases and climb at the top. Jungkook-ah, I know you're scared and I am too. You're like my brother, but you are also the only one I can trust with this. You understand, right?"

"I-I do," he responds, accompanied by a sigh. This case wouldn't be easy. If the other teams weren't able to succeed with this, how can he?

"Great. I'm really sorry Jungkook-ah. I will send all the files gathered regarding this case to you as soon as possible."

"Y-Yeah... Alright... Thanks..."

Let's just wish he solve this case before he became one of those unrecognizable bodies reported in the news.