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‘𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐲’ 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

[ HUM ]: sender hums gently under their breath to soothe and comfort a distressed receiver.

(Picking Taehyung.

Send me “Can’t sleep?” to have a tired conversation with my muse in the middle of the night.

Sunday. Seongwoo walked past the wide, opened  wooden doors of the church, in an animated conversation with his mother, a nurse, about some medical thing he had read about the evening before. The picture perfect poster child, son of the picture perfect Christian family. They walked to the podium to greet his father, the pastor, before the service. Seongwoo bowing deeply in his perfect no wrinkle to be seen black suit and tie. His smile was as infectious as it could be annoying as he walked back to the benches with his mother. On the way the both of them greeted the fellow church-goers they saw weekly, sharing pleasantries and inquiring how things were. Till finally, the two took a seat on a bench by the front, and Seongwoo sat neatly upright next to his mother to listen attentively to the service.

A chuckle left Jaewon’s lips at the question but instead of answering right away, he pressed his face against Yoongi’s neck, inhaling his scent as his eyes closed, simply enjoying the moment. “I was.” He confessed after moments of silence, a soft smile appearing on his lips, brushing against Yoongi’s skin.

“Let’s go on a date.”

Jaewon finally said, knowing that there is a high possibility Yoongi will be against it but he really wanted to. Ever since they started going out they weren’t on a proper date and even if Yoongi promised that one day that he will take him on one, Jaewon was aware that probably won’t happen.

“Please?”

He tried again, holding his eyes tightly closed, ready for yet another failed attempt to get his boyfriend to take him out on a date. Music was and always will be more important to Yoongi than anyone else and even if it pained him, Jaewon knew he will always be in second place. If only it was another person in question, he could handle it but music...? How to fight against it? He knew it was impossible.

Sanghoon tilted his head slightly while glancing at the guy sitting in front of him. He refused to talk so far, but of course that didn't throw him off. By now he was actually used to suspects to stay quiet. They would have enough evidence most of the time against these people anyway to lock them up for a very long time so it was no problem. A bonus, but not really necessary to get a confession, because the evidence against them would speak for them. Right now he really needed more information so this guy in front of him not talking was actually frustrating him. They basically had nothing on him except for his number found with another suspect. Not even Nari could find anything on him and that says a lot as she was capable of finding anything on anyone. Meaning this guy lived off the grid and that made him all that much more suspicious to him, because who would live off the grid other than someone who has to hide things.

Just as he was about to say something there was a knock on the door and a moment later Jimin appeared holding a folder into his hands. He bowed his head to Sanghoon while he took a seat next to him. Clearly he had some stuff figured out just by the noticing lingering smile on his face. Sanghoon gave him a nod indicating he could take over from him. "You know, Hyungwon,” he said his name with a hint of triumph in his voice. "You might refuse to talk.... but your buddy in the other room not so much." His smile grew slightly. "He also told me you are very good at tracking people down and gathering information... which we can use right now. So, I have an offer for you. It's up to you if you take this opportunity yes or no.” He opened up his folder pausing for a moment to glance at Sanghoon who gave him the go ahead; seemingly intrigued with what Jimin came up with as well. "I have a contract for you here. In this contract you agree on working for us. We pay you and we won't prosecute you for any crime. Working for us basically means you are safe from landing into jail. You can read it through and sign it or not. It's up to you." As he slid the paper towards Hyungwon he gave him his most charming smile and placed a pen in front of him.

“Me and Yoongs have a different type of love... it’s just one that you can’t put into words... one that will last forever...”