As soon as you woke up, you felt nauseous. You remembered that you slept on the couch. How did you get from the couch to the bed?
Nevertheless, you went to the bathroom to fix yourself. The first thing you saw on your mirror was yourself, but with puffy red eyes and face flushed red. Flashbacks of last night appeared in your mind, haunting you. It was obviously taunting you, making you feel like it was all your fault and you blamed yourself for what happened to the girl. You wanted to cry again but you couldn't anymore. Your eyes were too tired.
You washed your face and got dressed, your stomach made a loud grumbling nose. You made your way to the kitchen but stopped abruptly when you saw a figure on the couch, probably sleeping peacefully. You couldn't tell who it was since the figure's face was covered with a coat. You tiptoed your way to the said furniture and pulled the coat away from the figure.
It was Taehyung.
You paused to inspect his sleeping figure, he looked too ethereal it amazed you.
Next to the couch was a nightstand, and on it was a phone. You assumed it belonged to the male investigator. It was vibrating, the screen on the phone turning on every time it received a notification and off when it wasn't for a few minutes. Snooping in someone's private affairs wasn't your cup of tea but you were suspicious of him for a long time.
You thanked him and apologized to him at the same time, silently before checking the phone. There were multiple missed calls from a caller named 'Bastard', despite being Korean he names his contacts in English?
8 missed calls and a text but of course, it was in Korean.
Oh yeah, you remembered you ran into the male investigator back at the bar.
You were very embarrassed to remember that literally a day before yesterday you accused Taehyung of being part of the MAFIA and a day after that you came running to him when you got yourself in trouble.
You glanced back at the sleeping male and thanked that he still stayed even though you were a jerk to him at some point.
A groan noise caught your attention and you immediately went to the kitchen to prepare some toast. You didn't make any footstep noises since you were walking barefooted so you sighed, a bit relieved that you weren't caught. While fiddling with the toaster, you peeked from the kitchen to see the male investigator stare at his phone with a sigh of annoyance. You felt bad for him, for helping you get home and watch over you.
He could've just left you after letting you rest yesterday so why didn't he leave?
"Detective? Why are you hiding?"
You flinched. Obviously you had no choice but to show yourself in front of him, sheepishly giving Taehyung a smile.
"Sorry, it's just suprising to have visitors even though you guys go here often. Actually, I was unprepared so..." You trailed off.
Taehyung nodded, "It's alright. But I have to take my leave."
Before he could even stand up, you stopped him to quickly apologize about what happened two days ago, "Taehyung, sorry for what I've said the other day... I really regret it, I was just stressed and the case wa-"
"It's alright, Detective," Taehyung cut you off, "You're not the only one stressing and maybe you should rest and take the day offs. You've worked so hard," He added, giving you a small smile while grabbing his coat and his phone.
"Maybe I will," You pondered, looking down like the floor was the most interesting thing you saw your whole life, "Maybe you can stay here for a bit, y'know for breakfast?"
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FanfictionAn infamous, yet unknown mafia family has been making money illegally around Seoul city. It is up to you to investigate their doings and expose their identities. However, will you be able to send them to jail? Or maybe join their organization? (A.N...
