Taehyungs POV
"So Tae, whatcha doing today?" Jungkook asks me as he walks me to work.
**Jungkook- Tall- brown eyes- black hair- nickname=Kookie - job=coding - hobbies=dancing - good at=singing - bestest of friends with= Taehyung - least friendly with- no one - hates= being ignored- Age=21**
"I have a case, at the company. I'm working till about, 9PM today. I'll probably be late home, god this assault case is really getting to me."
"Ah I see. I'll cook dinner then, put some in the fridge for you for when you get back. How long have you been working on it for?" Kookie asks.
"One week. We need solid evidence that the suspect is the culprit, but we need to check the CCTV cameras of where it happened, I dunno why it's taking so long to check them though." I sigh, and Kookie pat's my back, comforting me.
*Phone buzz*
•Jimin•
-Where are you?? Aishh, the boss is gonna kill you for being late again.
•End of message•
10 minutes dont even pass, and We get to my workplace, then we say our goodbyes. I watch him walk off till I can't see he no more, then I finally enter work.
Fast forwarding till 6:47PM
"Tae, did the boss scold you for being late again?" Jimin asked from his desk opposite me. Me and Jimin share an office since we work on the same cases, he's also a Prosecutor.
**Jimin- shorter than kookie,- light brown ish eyes- dirty blonde hair- job= prosecutor - hobbies= singing - good at= his job - besties with= Jin - least friendly with- lawyers- Age=22**
"Yeh he did, I forgot to show you this sticky note he put on my forehead when I was leaving."
I pass Jimin the sticky note, which reads *Idiot!! Next time I'll fire you and your trouble making friend!*
He then explodes with laughter. I join in, and we laugh for about 10minutes staright. After that, we quickly settle down in our separate desks as we see the boss coming our direction.
"Do you think he's coming to see us?"
Jimin loudly whispers form across the room, as he pretend to be checking his last closed case.
I shrug, and quickly put my reading glasses on as I open a new case.
*Phone buzz*
'Probably just one of the guys.' I think to myself.
*Louder phone buzz*
*Different phone buzz*
I look up to Jimin.
"Who is it?"
Jimin checks his phone, and as he does his face immediately goes pale.
"Jimin? Who texted you?"
".."
"I can't believe it!"
"?"
"What happened Jimin?"
The colour comes back to his face as he drops his phone on the desk, making his phone crack in the top left corner.
"Our dish washer is broken!"
"Aishh, really? Looks like I'll have to call someone to fix it. Again."
"But, Kookie said you could fix it. Can't you take the day off?"
"Seriously.. Shut up!"
Jimin laughs as he leaves the room.
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Seven Boys, One Murderer
Random"JIN! NO-!" I was too late, the car, going at 70miles per hour had already made impact with his body. As I hopelessly watched as his limbs were flung way ahead of the car, the driver already had taken off. I was paralyzed. Soon enough I heard siren...
