psychotic - taehyung ff

02. interview I

"no child is bad from the beginning. they just imitate their atmosphere." - prince

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"please, mrs. kim, have a seat," haneul tells a beautiful young woman. the woman politely smiles and sits at the table in the interrogation room. she sets her bag on her lap and looks up at haneul who sits on the opposite side.

"so mrs. kim i—"

"please, it's jooyoung. i'm younger than you actually," the woman says softly.

"my apologies. uhm, so jooyoung, you do know why you're here, correct?" haneul asks.

"i'm assuming it's about those bodies the police are finding all over town," jooyoung states. haneul nods once and pulls out taehyung's file.

"yes, but also because we need some intel on your brother, kim taehyung," haneul states calmly, gauging jooyoung's reaction. but she doesn't flinch. the only thing that changes is the look in her eye; it went from warm to bitter in a matter of seconds.

"why?" jooyoung asks.

"you see, our new case bares a striking resemblance to the one your brother was involved in. we just want to learn more about taehyung to see if we can understand this copycat killer," haneul sighs, folding her hands on the table. after a long silence takes over, jooyoung finally meets haneul's stare.

"he was never a bad guy," jooyoung states.

"what do you mean?"

taehyung wakes up from his cot in the room, drenched in sweat. another nightmare.

he pushes the sheets off of his body and sits upright, letting his feet swing around to hang off the cot. he rubs the sleep from his eye and immediately looks for jooyoung. she's fast asleep on the cot farthest from him and he smiles at her sleeping state. he stands up and heads for the door, unlocking it and peeking out to see if anyone was nearby. if he was nearby. when realization finally hit taehyung, his body visibly relaxed and he let the door swing open. he found himself walking to the bathroom and flicking on the light, making his way to stand in front of the sink.

tired. that's one word to describe the look taehyung wore on his face. he couldn't help but be so damn tired all the time. he turned the faucet on, letting the cool water spill into the sink as he scooped up some water in his cupped hands, bringing them to his face to wake him up a bit. he ran his wet hands over his face a few times, ignoring the cool sensation on his skin. he finally turns off the faucet, gazing back up into the mirror. water dripped from his unblemished skin, his skin gaining a bit of a pinkish hue to his cheeks.

much better, he thinks to himself. he walks back into his shared room where jooyoung is finally stirring awake, glancing over at her older brother.

"you hungry?" taehyung asks her. she nods her head and he smiles softly.

"let's get dressed and get some food," taehyung smiles. jooyoung hurriedly jumps out of her sheets and rushes to the bathroom taehyung was just in. taehyung sits on the edge of his cot, listening to the water run in the bathroom as jooyoung showers.

taehyung couldn't help but think of what had happened to him yesterday.

"what happened?" haneul asks curiously as jooyoung pauses on a memory. jooyoung's face flushes, her eyes widening.

"he.. uh.. he..." jooyoung hesitates.

"jooyoung please. we need to know," haneul pleads with jooyoung. jooyoung sighs deeply and looks up at the detective.

"the day before was... well.. the day before, taehyung had killed our stepfather."