Love is patient
Love is kind
Love is greatful
Love hurts
Love makes people crazy
Love never ever dies

A sequel to Beautiful!


14. Fourteen

"Do you think he really did it?" I ask Jungkook as we walk out of the cop station. "I don't want to falsely accuse someone of something they didn't do." 

"You know all the clues, they all point to Taehyung, He's the only person that has Jimin's phone and you seen those text messages. If Taehyung was smart, he'd know not to mess with me." 

"To be fair, he kicked your ass." I say. 

"I wasn't going to beat him up around my Boyfriend, I was being the bigger person," Jungkook said and he held open the huge glass door. "I love Jimin and I'm going to keep him safe, weather I have to climb Mount Everest or walk through hell. He's my number one and everyone else means nothing to me, besides you, you're the only other person I know who seems to have their head on their shoulders,"

"Thanks, you're not too bad yourself," I open the car door and I get in, resting my head against the back on the seat. "I was only supposed to be on a vacation till Wednesday, but here it is Friday and I have no interests in going back to Seoul." 

"You have a job," Jungkook said and I laugh lightly. 

"Okay, dad." I say and I run a hand through my hair. "I'll stay until this case is solved, I'll call my boss at the bar and tell him that something important came up and I won't be coming in, everything will be fine, if not I can just get another job at another bar, same pay, different place." 

"I guess," Jungkook said and he pulled the car into the parking lot of his house. "I'm going to have a nap or something, this day has been crazy, I'll call you later, or if you hear anything, call me please." 

I nodded my head and I look over at him. "Sleep well and try to get out of your thoughts, they'll just make you feel worse. We are doing the best we can," I push open the door and I get out, closing it behind me. I wave at him one last time before getting in my own car. 

When I got home, I immediately noticed that something was up. Red converse sitting on the floor and a suit case sitting in sight range from the porch. I pulled off my shoes and I stepped inside the house, seeing Taehyung was sitting at the table, eating a bowl of ice cream 

"What are you doing back?" I ask and I push my keys back into my pocket instead of tossing them on the table like I would normally do. 

"I thought about my actions and I wanted to say sorry. We took this break to have fun, but I kinda ruined it," he said and I nod my head lightly. 

"Excuse me one second, I need to make an extremely important phone call," I see him nod and I walk up the steps and into my room. I closed the door and I hid my car keys some where I knew he wouldn't find them. I pulled out my phone and I called Jungkook. 

"Hello?" He asked tiredly. 

"Jungkook," I whispered. "He's here." 


"Taehyung, he's back." I looked at the door and I bite down on my bottom lip. 

"Confront him." 

"How do I do that?" 

"I don't care how you do it, just make sure he knows we know." Jungkook said. "I'm hanging up, if things happen text and I'll be there in two seconds." He said and he hung up the phone. 

Tired Jungkook is a lazy Jungkook. 

I sighed and I put my phone in my pocket. I took a deep breath and I headed out the door and back downstairs. 

Taehyung looked at me with a smile on his face and I sat across from him at the table. 

"Taehyung?" I ask. 

"Hoseok?" He replied. 

"Where were you last night? Between ten to eleven thirty?" I ask and I tap my fingers on the table. 

"I was on a bus back here," he said and I nod slightly. 

"You know, I don't believe you." I say and I stand up, resting the palms of my hands on the table top. I leaned in closer to him and I look him dead in the eyes. "Jimin is missing and I think you had something to do with it." 

"What?" He asked, a surprised look on his face. "He's missing? Where's Jungkook?" 

"Don't pull that on me, Jungkook has been doing everything he can to help me get to the bottom of this. I know you're good at acting Taehyung, therefore I don't trust you." I look at him with a dead serious expression on my face "where the hell is he?" 

"Wow, thanks for believing a kidnapped over your friend," he said and he folded his arms over his chest. "Are you sure Jungkook didn't take him and acted like he didn't know to make it seem like he didn't do it?"

"That's exactly what you're doing to me right now and Jungkook was home with a concussion. Why would he kidnap something he already has?" I sit down in my seat and I lace my fingers together. "Let me ask you one more time, Taehyung. Where is Park Jimin?" 

"I told you, I don't know." 

"Mhm, that's what they all say until the turn out to be kidnappers. I've been spending a lot of time with Jungkook and I had learned a lot, you don't full me anymore Taehyung, I know what you're really like and I know you have him." He watch him get up snd put his bowl in the sink. I notice a phone sticking out of his back pocket, covered in a case that Jimin had on his phone. 

I stood up and I grabbed the phone from his back pocket, holding it tightly in my hand. "Isn't this Jimin's?" 

"Give it back." He said, turning around to face me. 

"Tell me where the hell he is and what you did and then I'll give you this phone back," I held it high up in the air and I looked at him. "You're looking pretty guilty for a guy who had no idea Jimin was missing." 


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