𝑭𝑰𝑳𝑻𝑬𝑹 | PJM. JJK✔

eternal

"O-officer it's not what it looks like!" Jungkook squeeled as he held up his hands like he'd gotten caught in the act.

Lil J. rolled his eyes with his signature smirk bending his lips and crossed his arms. "Yeah sir, we totally didn't murder someone and jacked off to the corpse."

Jungkook wanted to sink into the ground and stared at Lil J. with wide blown eyes, beyond baffled at the wild filter's behaviour.

"W-what the fuck!" He whisper shouted in panic, frantically waving his hands around to make Lil J. understand the seriousness of the situation.

The police officer didn't look amuzed in the slightest. "Alright boys I think it's best if you two come with me."

Jungkook wanted to scream. "No, no, no, no sir we just pranked a neighbour with fake blood I swear! It's not real!"

Lil J. perked one of his eyebrows. "The cum is though..."

Jungkook inhaled sharply as he tried to keep himself from tackeling Lil J.

What the fuck was he trying to do?!

"Sir," Jungkook said, begging with his eyes for the police officer to take him seriously. "You have to believe me. This man has a mental disorder. We didn't hurt anyone, he just... has a twisted sense of humor..."

Lil J. snapped his head towards Jungkook with a murderous glare that nearly made Jungkook pee himself. But he didn't meet the filter's eyes.

"If you would take us to his caregiver you could talk to him and he will clear things up," Jungkook proposed, staring at the police officer who started plucking his short beard in deep thought.

"How far away is it?" The man asked aa he pondered, squinting sceptically at the two men before him.

But Jungkook couldn't blame him. They genuinly looked like they had just crazy murdered someone.

"Just a few blocks away," Jungkook said, restraining himself from folding his hands and kneeling to the ground to convince the man.

The police officer sighed and put his hands on his sides, scanning the situation and the pros and cons.

"I really want to believe this was just some stupid prank..." he said. "So I'll allow you to make a case for yourself."

Jungkook wanted to jump into the air and give the officer a hug. "Thank you so much," he said, exhaling like a weight had dropped from his shoulders.

~~~

"I am going to die," Jungkook whispered when Jin's café came into view, gulping and tensing up more the closer they came. He looked down at his cuffed hands and felt like he was on his way to meet his death.

"Wuss," Lil J. scoffed, walking nonchalantly as if he didn't have a care in the world, though his hands were bound as tightly.

"Why aren't you scared?" Jungkook asked, trying desperetly to stop his heart from racing so fast. "Why don't you feel bad?"

Lil J. didn't meet Jungkook's confused stare.

"Because if you don't give a fuck you can't disappoint anyone."

Jungkook indignantly blew out some air. "That's the most selfish thing I've ever heard."

"Well hooray for you for always being so fucking perfect huh?" Lil J. spat with venom on his tounge, his hostility taking Jungkook by suprise even if it shouldn't after getting to know the filter.

"What's up with you?" Jungkook asked seriously, calming himself down so him and Lil J. wouldn't start shouting at each other.

"Oh don't you remember? I'm fucking crazy right?" Lil J. said, his voice sharp like knives. "A real psychopath with a twisted sense of humor. I forced you to pull a prank and tainted your pure little conscience. What a monster I am."