Jimin stepped into your room, slowly and carefully as he had no intentions of awakening you. The room was dark but since you had forgotten the curtains open, the bright moon in the sky was making it easy for him to see well enough.
He noticed your figure on the bed and slowly came closer, taking a better look at your face as a feeling of relief overtook him. He wasn't sure why he was so worried to begin with and what was the real reason he had gotten into your room at this late hour with an intense desire to just see you but here he was now, feeling calmer as he observed you.
Your health condition was still recovering so it might be that the reason he had unconsciously worried and came to check on you, even the small games you were playing with TaeYong could be a reason, since you never know what he may try to do in response to that. Or even the fact that your life was generally in danger could have been what brought him here but even though all those reasons to worry were valid, in a corner of his mind he knew that he came for his own sake instead of yours.
He came just because he got the need to.
He stood there a moment, now feeling as if he really shouldn't be there. What was he supposed to say, if you were to wake up and see him?
He turned around to leave but as soon as he took a step, he heard you moving in your sleep and he froze in place. He looked past his shoulder to see if you had awaken but your eyes were still closed even though this time around, your face didn't look so peaceful.
Your eyebrows were furrowed and your lips were trembling as if you were trying to say something. Jimin couldn't help but come by your side and grab your hand, understanding that you may be seeing some bad dream.
He patted your hand softly, in attempt to let you know that you weren't alone but as soon as he did that, your eyes shot open and your body jolted up abruptly, your breathing cut and a expression of horror visible on your face.
Jimin was surprised by your sudden awakening for a moment however he collected himself sooner than you, whom had seen a really scary nightmare that consisted of your death.
A figure dressed in all black, had pinned you down on the ground and you were unable to move. Your voice wouldn't come out as he brought the dagger to view and gifted you a smile that gave you goosebumps before proceeding to slice your throat. It was terrifying and you couldn't help but feel the fear creeping in your veins as cold sweat had covered your body. However that fear started slowly going away as Jimin took you in his embrace and kept you there warmly, rubbing your back while whispering you to calm down and that everything is okay.
"It was just a dream Y/N. You are safe." He said as he proceeded to cares your hair and you closed your eyes and left your head rest on his shoulders, still unsure if this moment was reality or just another dream within a dream.
His scent was so calming that made you feel so at ease. As if you had never experienced that fear a moment ago. His warmth made you feel comfortable, as if you were used to being there for ages. In his arms, just like at this moment, making you feel secured, loved, yes, it felt like a dream so you concluded that it must be one.
But it wasn't, and Jimin knew that well, even though strangely he felt the same way. He didn't want to let go, because the need of keeping you protected somehow overgrew any logical thoughts he would have been able to produce at the moment. He was going to keep you in his arms, for as long as he could for the moment, simply because he felt like doing so.
"Go back to sleep baby. Everything is gonna be alright" He whispered softly before he started rocking his body from left to right, the motion lulling you to sleep faster than before. Your eyelids grew heavier and heavier and soon your hands that had grabbed slightly onto the sides of his shirt let loose completely and all your weight was now on him, who kept you there while humming a sweet melody.
After some minutes passed and Jimin was sure that you had fallen asleep, he carefully placed you back to your pillow and covered you well. Then without him having the chance to think much of his own actions, he found himself placing a soft kiss on your forehead that wasn't even necessary.
His own eyes grew wide after he had done that act, realising that there was no need for that. You were asleep so you will never come to know that he took such good care of you and as such, the actions of tonight will never prove to benefit him in winning you over and succeeding in his job. Yet here he was, acting lovingly towards you even when there was no need for it.
You stood up from your bed where he was seated and left the room as quietly as he had visited it, walked through the corridors like a invisible ghost inside the darkness, till he returned to his room and closed the door before turning on his light.
He stepped forward till he faced the mirror and took a look at himself. What was he exactly doing? What was he exactly feeling? And why at that moment, he felt like running away because of fear?
He wasn't sure what was he exactly afraid of and nothing made any sense in his head at that moment however as he turned around and fell on his bed, snagging under his blankets, he soon managed to drift to a sweet slumber that carried your scent with it.
---Time skip---
NamJoon was seated at his desk, surrounded by files and three cups of coffee which he had all consumed already.
The time was five in the morning and he hadn't went home at all from the moment he stepped back at work. There was just too much in hand to deal with and he had gotten to intrigued to sleep anyways.
After returning from Manuel's house, where the crime scene was and having examined some things by himself, he had returned to the folder that his coworkers had collected and placed on his desk.
It seems like Manuel was involved with many people, people who he took down along with him as he had left behind enough evidence to convict many criminals, others well known and others not so much. Point was he had been digging graves for many and his own grave was what opened the graves of others.
NamJoon was sure that those criminals won't like the news much but simultaneously he couldn't help but find it funny and the fact that how someone they probably underestimated had managed to collect so many evidence related to their illegal activities.
From all this mess however, there was one particular one that NamJoon was most focused on and that was his most recent client as the folder's date implied.
The information Manuel had gathered about the man, was precise yet there was nothing illegal against him and that set him apart. He had no criminal record like the other people he had worked with in the past, yet NamJoon had a hunch that he may be worse than those criminals.
He was a proper gentleman. Age fifty six. Ex bodyguard of many people in high positions. From ministers to the prime minister himself. He had worked for all, a short amount of time. Not sure why he moved so often but surely it was suspicious.
"Jung BoHyung. A simple ex bodyguard, where the heck would he find that amount of money to pay for Mrs Lee deaths? Whom could have higher him?"NamJoon mumbled to himself trying to think of any possible people however it was practically impossible to stick to one since he literally was involved with everyone.
He has a good cover. I give him that.
NamJoon reached out his hand to grab his coffee but as soon as he brought it to his lips he was reminded once again that he had drunk it all.
"Great" He exhaled in annoyance before grabbing his phone and ordering two cups of coffee from the cafe down the road, opposite of the police station. Thankfully the shop was opened 24/7 otherwise the police station would have have so struggles, considering that the coffee machine they had tended to break down often.
As he was waiting for it, he opened the files he had gathered on his computer, relating to the recent activities of all the females that were connected with TaeYong's family, looking among them for his female candidate whom he suspects to be after your life.
Because of the contract you had mentioned which he didn't know of its existence before, he understood that there were high chances for someone that benefits directly from it, to have you as a target. TaeYong's mother was a primary suspect for the moment however his father was too as they might be working together.
Despite that logic thought however, there was something that didn't fit in that scenario and that was the fact that TaeYong's parents had no reason to kill MinHee. They may benefit from your death because of the contract by if they were to be your culprit, then who was responsible for MinHee's death?
His mind just couldn't connect the puzzle yet in a way that he would be satisfied with it, however he sure knew what things he needed to know in order to reach there and he was planning to ask from you to get them.
"Mrs Lee probably won't be too fond of the idea but since she is seeking revenge, she might be able to pull herself through that. What is there that a woman can't do after all... Yes, i am positive she can achieve it." He talked to himself as his thoughts kept going around the plan and from the information he had relating to TaeYong, he grew more positive of the success. He could almost see it playing before his eyes.
" Officer Kim~"A voice called out to him, disturbing his imagination and getting his attention back to reality where he had to stand up and go grab the coffees he ordered as they had just arrived.
He payed for them and thanked the guy with a smile, oblivious of the way he looked. The bloody eyes and the messed up hair which he had caused unconsciously. However the delivery guy wasn't surprised. There was no night that had found him in a better state, only worse than this.
"I really hope you will be able to get some rest within the day, Officer Kim." The guy said before bidding him good night and NamJoon smiled as he gave his words a thought however he discarded the option pretty quickly.
He had a lot to do and he also had to meet up with you and explain what he wanted your help for. And all that wasn't an easy task since you were someone well known and eyes tend to follow you weren't you might appear. A public place was not a good option as he wanted to keep a secret any involvement of yours with the police for your own safety, however that left him with the question.
"Where should we meet up?"
---To be continued.....