Chapter 6: The Demon's on loose
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"Look- tiny penises" Jungkook cackled, pointing at one of the Michaelangelo sculpture tapestries.
Taehyung just sighed, sending a mental message to the male to shut the fuck up.
"Like have you ever wondered why- I mean... all of Michaelangelo sculptures had tiny penises afterall. There were none of average sizes- so that only sums up Michaelangelo had seen tiny dicks all his life- and if he was a straight man..... that means he was the one with the tiny junk!" Jungkook explained, laughing wickedly as other officers who probably overheard their conversation, gave him a judgy look before they went on with their work.
Taehyung gripped onto Jungkook's wrist and brought him out of the room with a scowl on his face, whilst the raventte wore a lazy smile- entirely enjoying the attention he was recieving from the Detective.
"Stay. And don't do anything. Got it? If you have to say something, you tell me first, other than that- do not open your mouth." Taehyung ordered, but his face tired knowing there was no use of trying to explain Jungkook.
"Alrighty Detective Kim. I won't do anything without your permission. I follow orders very well, when pleaded, as you see." Jungkook grinned, tilting his head to the side. His eyes glinting with mischief.
There was it again.
Taehyung grimaced at the sexual innuendo and simply sighed, exasperated.
"Why do you always have to make everything weird?" Taehyung sighed walking into another room of the house.
"It depends on how you think" Jungkook answered cockily with a smirk.
Taehyung paused to look at the male "so you're telling me, you don't mean half the sexual innuendos that spill outta your mouth?"
Jungkook grinned shamelessly "I mean it with every inch of my soul- but then again, it also depends if the other party understands it- so you're just as guilty as I am"
Taehyung scoffed, rolling his eyes as he diverted his attention back on the case.
"Anything more?" Taehyung asked, crossing his arms watching Jin crouched on the floor.
"Classic break in- that's for sure" Jin sighed, standing up with a sealed clear bag in his hands, which had hair strands and other things in it.
Jin walked over near the main door, as other officers walked in and out of the crime scene.
"Okay- so the guy, uses some tools to get in, the keyhole clearly has scratch marks- meaning he struggled with it last night. He even probably knew the Oh's Security alarm has been down for a week, so he used that for his advantage." Jin spoke, walking back in trying to retrace the criminal's footsteps.
"But what he doesnt know is the door's automatic- so the moment it shuts behind his back, it gets locked. However, the guy goes on with his mission- climbs upstairs entering the currently-away Oh couple's master bedroom and stashes in all the jewelry and the cash and whatever he finds in there from their wardrobe and safe, using tools- the scratch Marks are found there as well."
"The criminal walks down, feeling all victorious but what he doesnt realise is- Mrs Son, is a 72 year old suffering from dementia, often sleep walks during the night." Jin pauses near the stairs.
"So the criminal sees her, dead at 2am, wandering around like some ghastly virgin ghost in the house and freaks out." He looks up at Taehyung "so he picks up this showpiece from the rack, and hurls it at the woman."
"Mrs Son gets struck, she wakes up- she screams... and thus, the Oh children in the house wake up too... panicking, our amateur criminal drops one of his bags and bolts to the door with force. But since it being locked, he cant open it- so he picks up his gun and fires shots, and tadaaa the door's in pieces, and then he runs out making his grand escapade with waking up the entire neighborhood!" Jin said breathlessly..
Taehyung hummed, taking in all the information with focus.
"Its ridiculous none of them could spot the vehicle" Taehyung muttered, then exhaled "we'll get to the system and check every vehicle that passed from here after 2am"
"Okay- and uhh I got some hair strands and bits... granny's got grey hair, the Oh teens have short black hair. Unless... those boys are having girls over here- there wouldn't be a longer brown hair strand sprawled in here. So imma check these out" Jin said, eyeing the pool of dried blood on the carpet, then back at Taehyung.
"And what about the showpiece?" Taehyung asked, watching one of the officers click pictures of the crime scene.
"Got some prints- but they are all greasy. Dude probably ate some chicken tenders or doritos dip before he walked in with his dumbass" Jin rolled his eyes as he walked past, to search for some more evidence.
Taehyung felt a tap on his shoulder and he turned to the raventte, who had kept his silence all the while- which, surprised Taehyung, in all honesty.
"What?" Taehyung asked, facing the male.
"Can I speak?" The Armani Crackhead smiled mischievously.
Taehyung sighed "yes... yes you can speak"
"Well... all this time while you were doing police-stuff, I was here observing and listening like how I should as a consultant. The greasiness is from Nachos. And uh... I do know a place where they sell the most greasy cheesy nachos and I can already tell its that place just by the smell of it" Jungkook smiled, teetering on his feet.
Taehyung blinked "so.. you're telling me that you smelled the evidence?"
"Uh.. yeah?" Jungkook smiled awkwardly.
"There was blood o-" Taehyung sighed, pursing his lips shut and then looking back at the male "next time- no smelling blood covered evidence or murder weapons all right? And if you wanna smell- you do it from far. Dont get you prints on it- cause goddamit I don't wanna explain the superiors of how my police consultant tag-along's prints got there. Okay?"
"Noted down!" Jungkook smiled, doing a small salute mid way "and as your partner, I think we should start the investigation with the Nacho place"
"You're not my partner... but yeah we should start from there" Taehyung replied monotonously, walking off.
"Hey c'mon- dont leave me hanging. We're partners now!" Jungkook huffed trailing behind Taehyung.
"Nope" Taehyung snorted, feeling all smug underneath.
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Taehyung stepped out of his car and exhaled, taking in the condition of his surrounding.
This was not what he was expecting.
The place didn't appeal to his diet at all- it looked filthy. The run down graffitied and poster-plastered walls, with the wet concrete, with water flowing over them into the drain on the other side- probably from a pipe leak or god knows what.
The place was literally falling apart.
The sign 'Cho's Tacos' glimmered with a neon glow, but it was clear even the board was falling apart with the way it worked.
Taehyung doesnt judge- but this place looked like it was run by thugs and drug dealers.
"How do you know this place?" Taehyung asked, mid-shock and still processing the outlook of the restaurant- or what was left of it.
"Uhh... about that. Hm.. kinda had something to do here" Jungkook replied, scratching his nape.
Taehyung whipped his head at the male, with a suspicious gaze.
"Are you some undercover mafia agent cause it fits the criteria here-" Taehyung scoffed, walking towards the restaurant.
"Detective Kim!" Jungkook exclaimed, disbelief etched on his features, as a smile caved up on his lips "was that just a joke you cracked?!"
"Detective Kim!" Jungkook hollered behind Taehyung who ignored him.
Jungkook skipped along his way to catch up to the male, with a huge grin on his face.
Taehyung pushed open the door and the little bell above them clinked.
"What the hell happened here?" Taehyung whispered to himself, taking in the broken chairs and tables with shards of glass almost everywhere.
"We're closed! Get out!" A voice yelled behind the counter.
Taehyung walked ahead, only to be stopped by Jungkook, with his hand wrapping around his waist.
"Don't. These guys dont like yall- so dont let them know you are a cop" Jungkook said, tilting his head with his lips pressed into a smile.
"Precious cargo." Jungkook said, tapping his waist gently and inching away "can't let you get hurt, now can we?"
Taehyung subtly gulped as he watched Jungkook walk ahead.
What the fuck.
He shook his head and followed Jungkook, keeping his distance.
Jungkook went ahead to the counter and pressed his finger on the buzzer, the bell going off.
"I SAID WE'RE CLOSED! GET OUT RATS!" The same gruff voice yelled from somewhere far behind the doors.
Jungkook however, being the little shit he was- didnt comply and continued pressing the buzzer until the doors slammed open and a short angry man in an apron stepped out. His potbelly huge and his arms scruffy with untamed rows of thick hair.
He was bald half way with a thick moustache and stubble on his chin, with light wrinkles on the side of his small eyes.
"What the fuck yall bastards want?!" He stormed, the grease stains on his apron more visible.
"Hello there-" Jungkook greeted, with a pleasant smile.
"Who are you? We give no refunds. We're closed. And fuck off- both of you!" He snapped.
"Ayy cmon- no need to be rude alright?" Jungkook said, as he straightened the lapels of his suit jacket.
"We-" Jungkook began but was cut off by Taehyung who stepped ahead.
"What happened here last night?" The Detective interjected.
"What are you? A cop? Go fuck yourselves" the man shot back, spitting at Taehyung, but the Detective quickly stepped aside.
Jungkook chuckled, wiping his hands briskly.
"You know... you're pissing me off now" he looked up, an eeiry smile on his lips as the other turned to leave.
But Jungkook stepped ahead, his right hand gripping onto the man's shoulder and in a flash, he pulled him back with his inhumane strength, slamming the shorter man on the counter on his back.
A soft crunch of bones could be heard as the man yelped loudly, while Taehyung watched with horror.
"Not cussing or spitting anymore, are we?" Jungkook teased, with the same menacing grin on his lips as he pressed the man into the counter, with his strong grip on the poor man's shoulders.
"Jungkook! What are yo-" Taehyung interrupted and the raventte simply turned to face the male.
"He was being disrespectful." Jungkook shrugged, a pout on his lips while his hand continued burying deeper into the man's shoulder who let another ear-splitting cry.
"Ugh Jungkook- let go of him." Taehyung instructed, his eyes wide with a glare.
"Now." Taehyung added.
Groaning, Jungkook let go of his death grip and stepped aside with his lips pulled in a thin line.
Taehyung sighed and shooting a look at the Armani Crackhead, he stepped closer to the man sprawled on the counter.
"What happened here last night?" Taehyung asked, his tone ice cold.
"Bar-fight. What else do you think ass licking cop?!" The man snapped.
"This-" Jungkook clicked his tongue but Taehyung stopped him from doing whatever Jungkook had in his mind.
Taehyung glared at Jungkook, to settle down and sighing, Jungkook stepped aside.
"We're looking for someone. 5'8, light brown hair, wore a black and white hoodie. And carried one of these cobra logos bag. Any idea?" Taehyung asked, shoving down a picture of the logo.
The man simply closed his eyes and looked away "I dont know... never seen any"
Taehyung frowned, gritting his teeth.
"Detective Kim.. please step aside. Let me do this" Jungkook muttered, behind his back.
"No more breaking bones Jungko-"
"I won't. I swear Detective Kim. You have my promise for this one" Jungkook cut him off, with a smile on his lips.
Sighing, Taehyung stepped aside as Jungkook slipped in forward.
But before Taehyung could protest, Jungkook's hands went straight to the man's collar and pulled him up, in a sitting position.
"Tell me... have you seen him?" Jungkook asked leaning in close, his tone dropping octaves deep, which sent a shiver down Taehyung's spine.
The man's eyes bulged, his lips quivering.
"Yes..?" Jungkook asked, an eeiry smile on his lips as he stared into the man's soul.... quite literally.
"I... I.... yes. He was here... he started the fight-" the man paused, snapping out of the trance "I- he didnt even pay for the food!"
Jungkook snapped his fingers above the man's face.
"Focus. Here. Tell me his name... where he comes from?" Jungkook asked, his power of manipulation flowing through his senses and into the mortal, to infiltrate his mind, letting Jungkook gain whatever information he needed from the male.
"He... the... Geomjeongbaem..." the man muttered, his lips quivering and his eyes as wide as saucers.
"Geomjeongbaem.. hmm? What do you know of it?" Jungkook asked, clicking his tongue.
"Shin- Shin runs it.... this whole place is under him.." the man snapped out of his trance "I.. I swear- that's all I know. I dont know anything more-"
Jungkook hummed and let go of his hold, stepping away from the man. He removed his handkerchief from his pockets and wiped his hands off clean.
"Let's go" Jungkook smiled up at Taehyung, who was slightly shaken up but he nodded, not commenting much as he walked towards the exit.
Jungkook turned, following Taehyung's trail only to pause when he heard the man throw a string of vile curses under his breath.
He stopped to stare- glare.
A warning glare.
And the man stunned in his spot, his heart palpitating nervously as he felt a surge of energy wrap around him, constricting any possible movement.
"Dont piss off the Devil, human..." Jungkook said, his pearly teeth coming into view to make an evil grin.
The man sucked in a breath, his fingers trembling as he noticed it-
His breath collapsed in his throat as he stumbled back.
The grin faded from Jungkook's face, but his eyes blazed brighter in contrast.
"...you just might end up dead." Jungkook mumbled, as he blinked his eyes and turned away, scoffing as he watched the man faint to the floor.
Jungkook pushed open the door, his face morphing yet again- and the remnants of his powers dissipating as a pleasant innocent smile made it to his lips.
"How the hell did you do that?!" Taehyung scoffed, his arms crossed.
Jungkook shrugged, grinning inwardly.
"Hypnotism."
"Hypnotism?! You can hypnotise people?!" Taehyung blurted out, with horror and disbelief.
"I mean... it's not exactly hypnotism- but, it works and for you to understand it better- I'd say its something close to hypnotism- but it's not that." Jungkook grinned as he walked up to the male.
"So you're like- you can look into somebody's eyes and they can spill shit to you? Just like that?!" Taehyung asked, his eyes wide open as saucers, following Jungkook to the car.
"I mean... yeah. It's kinda... a manipulative.... trick" Jungkook answered choosing his words carefully, to not give in much but giving a little bit of infromation- as he had mentally sworn to himself, to never lie.
"Does that mean you can hypnotize me too?!" Taehyung questioned, putting his inner turmoil out in the open as he watched Jungkook open the door and slip into the vehicle.
Taehyung followed, taking his seat in the driver's side and turned to Jungkook, waiting patiently- as he did NOT want a hypnotiser around him.
Uh-Uh no.
Cool or not- but it lowkey made him uncomfortable and Taehyung certainly didnt want any of that.
Jungkook paused to look at him, his eyes staring back at him with curiosity.
"Not you... and I wonder why..." Jungkook replied, mindlessly- lost in Taehyung's eyes.
"What's that supposed to mean?!" Taehyung blurted, snapping Jungkook out of his trance.
"Um.. well- it only works on a certain kind of people I guess." Jungkook shrugged.
Taehyung sighed but then scoffed "right... I dont know why I'm even- am I even supposed to believe any of that?"
Jungkook kept his silence muttering a 'I don't lie' under his breath and looked outside the window, while Taehyung revved his car to life.
Their thoughts remained to their heads, as their mouths sealed, keeping to their silence.
Taehyung couldnt help but think of how strong Jungkook actually was- but more to that his tone, his deeper voice and the evil grin... it was odd.
To witness it- felt so foreign.
Just... dangerous.
Jungkook... seemed dangerous.
And there was no lie in pointing out- Taehyung had already made a mental note of that in his head.
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Taehyung sat on the bench, being on work for the whole day had drained his energy, but Jungkook seemed just as ecstatic he ever was.
The day dimmed and darkness clouded overhead. Taehyung watched as Jungkook returned with two bottles in his hand.
"Here... Detective Kim" Jungkook said, handing him the Lipton bottle of peach ice tea.
Taehyung gingerly took the bottle and flipped the cap open, drinking the sweet flavoured tea- which was infact his most favourite.
"Thanks" Taehyung thanked, rather tiredly.
Jungkook smiled, sitting beside the male as he sipped his own drink.
"We should call it a day..." Taehyung said, sighing with his head tilted back.
Jungkook simply gulped, humming- his eyes on Taehyung's exposed honey toned neck.
The smooth skin with splattered moles.
The bobbing Adam's apple.
The single surface vein.
Jungkook licked his lips, averting his gaze from the enticing sight.
But he couldnt- even with his gaze torn away, he could still hear the Detective's heartbeat, the blood gushing in his veins as they throbbed against his skin.
Jungkook could hear all of it- he could feel them.
And that sent a shiver down his spine.
He abruptly jumped to his feet.
"Uh.. we should go." Jungkook spoke watching, Taehyung tilt his head back and look up at him with his tired eyes-
But all Jungkook could imagine was everything that was too tempting and unexplainably enticing, for even the Devil, himself.
No. Not the Detective. Jungkook scolded his mind.
Not the Detective.
"Yeah.. that's a great idea" Taehyung sighed, standing up- completely oblivious to Jungkook's inner turmoil.
The two walked alongside each other- a little distance between them, but when the sky rumbled with a thunderous clap- the two flinched, Taehyung- out of pure fear, of the unknown. And Jungkook- out of surprise and slight fear, of knowing exactly what the fuck was that.
"Oh shit." Jungkook mumbled to himself as Taehyung looked up at the male- his eyes trained into the trees.
Taehyung followed Jungkook's gaze.
He didnt see anything.
But then he did.
A blob of pink.
"The Demon's on Loose" Jungkook mumbled- which Taehyung certainly did catch, but before he could say anything, the Armani Crcakhead grabbed onto his arm and began bolting in the other direction.
Taehyung didnt know what he was running from- he didnt even turn back, putting his focus on keeping up with Jungkook.
"JEON JUNGKOOK!" An angry voice yelled somewhere behind them.
Taehyung felt the shortness of breath, his limbs burning and chest heaving, but he kept running- ending up far away, somewhere in the center of the park and away from any other living soul.
"Jung-kook" Taehyung huffed, his voice straining and much to his relief, Jungkook slowed down.
The raventte looked over, his lips pressed into a thin line as he stopped, his hand still firmly wrapped around the slender wrist, while Taehyung was bent over, panting for air.
Jungkook grinned, his own chest heaving as a figure walked out of the shadows.
A blob of pink.
Taehyung stood straight, finally being able to breathe properly as he watched the stranger in confusion.
But apparently words seemed to be casted away and the stranger, came hurtling right at them, screaming angrily.
Jungkook shoved away Taehyung just in time, as the man with pink hair crashed on Jungkook- pushing him almost 3 feet away.
Taehyung watched the fight commence as he laid on the ground, his right elbow a little bruised from the impact of the ground- but other than that, he was just fine.
He heard Jungkook chuckle dryly, pressed to the ground by the pink haired man.
"JEON JUNGKOOK YOU FUCKING SHIT EATING BASTARD!" The man yelled, punching Jungkook repeatedly.
Jungkook rolled on his back and landed a hard punch on the smaller man, who stumbled back, groaning painfully.
"Hello to you too.. Jimin" Jungkook grinned, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"YOU BLOODY FUCKING-" Jimin snarled, round house kicking Jungkook in his face and the male fell to the floor and the pink haired male began choking Jungkook.
Taehyung jumped to his feet, horror pooling into him.
"HEY! STOP IT!" Taehyung yelled, making his way towards the pink haired deranged male.
"I SAID STOP!" Taehyung yelled again, but the man, named 'Jimin' paid no attention to him.
Instinctively, Taehyung held Jimin in a chokehold from behind and pooled all of his strength in, yanking him back.
"I SAID LET GO OF MY PARTNER!" Taehgung groaned, his muscles flexing around the Male's throat.
"You called me your partner!" Jungkook spoke somewhere in between, his tone cheery- but Taehyung was too focused to give his piece of mind to the male.
Jimin elbowed into his ribs hard and Taehyung felt an electrifying pain shoot up- making him release of his hold.
The deranged small pink haired man, yanked on his feet and dragged him across the ground, pressing his arm against Taehyung's throat- his eyes angry.
"Who are you, you fucking bitch?" Jimin snarled, his teeth in a grit.
Taehyung would have surely said 'if you'd release my throat, I'd tell you that' but oh well- there he was... dying at the hands of a deranged man.
Wonderful.
But just as soon, Jimin was hurled out of his face- feet away from Taehyung began voilently gasping and coughing for air. He squinted his eyes open only to find Jungkook crouched near him.
Taehyung's heart rose rhythmically with fear as he noticed Jimin stand up to his feet and walk towards them from his peripheral vision.
"JIMIN NO!" Jungkook yelled, his tone deeper and more rougher, laced with a tinge of anger and the pink haired male stopped abruptly, his shoulders shaking with his face morphing into a scowl.
Another shiver ran down Taehyung's spine.
"HE INTERFERED!" Jimin snapped.
"He's a friend." Jungkook replied, calmer this time.
"Oh yeah? Cause the last time I remember you actually had a friend was two months ago and you fucking sent him to the Void" Jimin retorted, fuming.
"Hey- that was fun and dont blame me- you lost a bet" Jungkook chuckled, to which Jimin grumbled incoherently.
"What the hell is this Jungkook?!" Jimin said, stepping closer and Taehyung visibly tensed.
"I got a job... and Detective Kim here, is my friend." Jungkook smiled down at the said male.
"A friend?!" The pink haired male snorted.
"Yes.. and we don't hit friends" Jungkook smiled, while Taehyung desperately eyes him for an explanation.
"Right- tell me about it" Jimin snapped, rolling his eyes.
"Jimin... Detective Kim is not like you. You throw another punch and I will make sure you'll spend two more months in the Void" Jungkook said calmly, but his tone was a clear straight up warning.
Taehyung was a little offended of being belittled- but then again, Jungkook was right- Jimin was strong... way stronger than Taehyung was and he knew that he certainly wouldnt survive a fight against the male.
He had his questions about what the fuck was going on- and what was the Void- but then again, his bones ached just too bad to focus on anything else.
"Hey... can you stand?" Jungkook asked, his tone soft.
"I think.." Taehyung whispered, grimacing with the pain shooting up his body.
"I didn't even hit him that hard..." Jimin snorted, only for Jungkook to shoot a glare to shut him up.
Jungkook helped him sit up, with the Detective's arm slung around his own shoulders, Jungkook successfully hoisted Taehyung up to his feet. His hand remained wrapped around the Male's slender waist, to support his back with walking, so that he wouldn't fall off.
The two walked slowly, Jimin following them closely from behind.
"My insides hurt.." Taehyung mumbled, gritting his teeth, as he tilted his head into Jungkook's shoulder, to keep it balanced.
"Mm.. next time- when you see either me or Jimin fighting separately or with each other... dont step in alright? Yeah?" Jungkook replied, pausing for a bit as he unlocked the car and opened the door, sighing, while Taehyung only hummed for a reply.
He hooked his arms underneath Taehyung's thighs, and picked him up- his body surprisingly lighter than Jungkook had imagined. He carefully, laid the male in the backseat, leaning in.
"Precious Cargo...." Jungkook chuckled lightly, tapping Taehyung's arm "... can't see you hurt"
Taehyung snorted, a light smile on his lips listening to the silly dialog- as exhaustion took over him.
"What are you Jungkook?" Taehyung whispered, his eyelids doopy- close to passing out from exhaustion and pain.
Jungkook subtly gulped- watching Taehyung pass out of his consciousness.
Jungkook exhaled, his fingers not wanting to leave from being wrapped around the Detective's arms.
But then he pulled away, sighing as he shut the door and whispered- not as an introduction, but more as a confirmation, to himself.
"I'm the Devil"
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Author's Note:
Heyyyyyy sup guys?
The character development between Tae and Jungkook is a little slow in here- but its necessary for the story... so bare with me for some while.
Jimin's intro was small in this- but the whole image will be given in the next chapter and the coming ones.
Jimin and Jungkook aren't enemies in here- they always have friendly fights on sight- fights that can kill mortals if they're a part of it... lol :)
Also, I've made a character change in the description- as you see, I had originally planned Yoongi to stand as a therapist- but then I scratched that idea, on this book he'll appear as a forensic specialist in the later chaps.
Plus- the next chapter will have the introduction of another main character- so yeah...
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Lol comeback season is approaching and honestly the whole week, the only things I've been seeing is- LY highlight reels resurrecting from their graves, umbrellas and Cake.
Seriously.
And with Umbrellas- lol smart ARMYs be putting up NASA level shit up here with connections from past and future and my dumbass with two braincells for no reason why- can only picture Tom Holland slut dropping to Umbrella from that lipsync battle stage. Hsjsjskskskknzzns
Sorry- I'm fucked up there in the head.
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MOT7:Journey, "Calling" is literally my personalised version of some of y'alls 'Hogwarts letter' to the land of faes and mermaids. ;-; it's so beautiful...
My Queen Hwasa dropped her song, so check it out yall
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Anyway lol, thanks for sticking up to me. I hope I wont disappoint yall.
Have a great day and take care yall.
Stay safe from Rona
Love,
Jaye.