Tae exhaled a breath. 'So now they know of Namjoon, this is going to get ugly.' And Tae couldn't afford complications in his investigations.

Maybe he can turn this into his advantage, his thoughts turned to Jungkook. 'I hope Jin doesn't realise you are working for the cops.'

"It would seem like you are, Joonie. But if you find out about Yumei-"

Namjoom cocked his head. "What do you mean?"

How was he going to put this? What was he hoping to accomplish? He finds out the truth and then what? Yumei goes back to her life and he finally lets this case go to rest?

"What are you going to do, after you find out Yumei is okay?"

Namjoon never thought about that, he was so adamant to find her and he never took a breather to consider what he wanted to accomplish with this case. "I-"

Tae placed his cup down on the table. "You have no idea, do you? Maybe that is why everyone is telling you to leave it alone because you will only be opening old wounds."

Namjoom blinked at Tae, was that really what he was doing? But when he met her seven years ago there was something about her that drew him in.

Okay, fine he only had time with her for a few hours before she was taken but he wanted to get to know her. Was that why he was still looking for her?

So that he could get to know her better and find out what he wanted to when he was younger? If she could be the one? 'Woah, Joonie! That is way too early for such thoughts!'

"I-"

Tae interrupted him again. "Look, I am on your side but I suggest that you go and think about this. Of you really care deeply about this please continue. But if you are in it for the thrill of exposing old wounds, leave Yumei in peace."

Namjoon closed his mouth, 'Tae had a point.' He played with the cup in his hands. "I think that Yuki Dodjima is Yumei Kazuma."

"Was that the girl you met, earlier today?"

Namjoon nodded. "Yes, it was just the little things I have picked up that she did."

Tae leaned back in the chair. "So, get to know her and in the process, you will learn your heart."

Learn his heart? Maybe that would be the best course of action then to just jump and expose everything. His thoughts travelled back to Yumei seven years ago. That childlike innocence was like a guiding light to the darkness he felt that day.

He was always alone and reading, he never had friends that day when he met her he made his first-ever friend, Jin. A month later their duo became a trio and his childhood changed for the better.

"You are right, I will do this the old fashioned way."

Tae grinned. "Don't go breaking hearts now, Joonie."

Namjoon burst out laughing. "Hearts? I don't think I would be."

Tae rolled his eyes. "You forgot about, Jeoni."

Jeoni! The first mystery club member that joined and left recently because she was tired that Namjoon gave his full attention only to Yumei. "Let us not speak about that."

"Agreed." Tae stretched. "We should turn in, you'll have to put your thoughts in order for tomorrow."

Namjoom stood up, "Shit! I still have to do a freshman welcoming literary speech!"

Tae quirked an eyebrow. "You know that would be in two weeks after the freshmen have been initiated right?"

"Then why did Professor Nihau asked me to do it tomorrow?"

Tae started laughing. "Because he knew that you would forget that you had a speech."

Namjoon raked his hands through his hair. "Well, I did."

Tae stood up and placed his hand on his shoulder. "That is nothing new."

They both left the cafe and went their separate ways.

Yoongi placed Yumei on the bar stool in the kitchen at the table. There was no one because when Yumei wasn't hungry it was every man for himself.

The family only ate together when Yumei cooked. It was to keep the illusion of a happy family. "Mei-mei, what do you want to eat?"

Yumei smirked. "Don't call me Mei-mei, and I want chocolate mousse!"

Yoongi couldn't help but smile at her examination. "Why shouldn't I call you Mei-mei? And no, vegetables first then pudding."

She pouted, "Only Jimin calls me that. And you are mean!"

Only Jimin? He wouldn't admit it but that hurt his feelings a bit. Yoongi opened the cabinet to take out a pan and put it on the stove. "I am not mean, how are you going to keep your strength up if you do not eat."

"I am not hungry-" Her stomach growled on cue. Yoongi couldn't help the burst of laughter that escaped his lips.

Yumei looked down as her cheeks flushed. "Uhm, Yoongi."

He turned to face her still clutching his stomach, he doubled over and he didn't like that tone. "Something wrong Yumei?"

She fiddled with her fingers. "Why isn't anyone eating together when I am not cooking?"

His face fell, he promised not to tell her the truth, the truth that her family was broken after the death of her mother Yunari. Riyu tried her best to keep up appearances to make sure she was loved.

He let out a sigh and stood upright, walking to her, he placed his hand under her chin and lifted her face so she could look him in the eye. "You are a shining light that brings everyone together. So if you are not eating that makes everyone sad so then they don't care about eating."

That was the semi truth that he could tell her when she was younger and she threw 'I am not hungry' tantrum the family sat together to make appearances seem real.

"So you are saying, I am being selfish not to eat and so everyone just goes on by doing other things?"

Yoongi bobbed her nose with his free hand. "Yes, so in the future think about the others."

She let out a giggle and Yoongi removed his hand. "I will try my best."

"I know you will, so how about some spicy stir-fry noodles?"

Yumei clapped her hands together, "I love spicy stir-fry noodles!"

Yoongi knew she did and this way she would get in her necessary nutrients for her weak immune system. "If you eat everything I will make sure you get some extra mousse."

Jimin was walking past the kitchen when he heard laughter, he peeked inside. He saw Yoongi and Yumei laughing as he was making her something to eat.

Jimin smiled to himself, to think a few years ago that was them but ever since Yoongi came to the family the shift between him and Yumei grew. He like her father want her to be free from this life and that was why he agreed to become the new head of the family.

What Mr Kazuma didn't know was that it was Jimin that left the gate open when Yumei got kidnapped. He felt sorry for her that she couldn't go outside.

When Yumei returned two days after she got kidnapped she told him about her adventure outside. She met a boy called Kim Namjoon and he was nice and he even bought her ice-cream.

She said he was her knight because he tried to save her from the men that took her and all she left him was a piece of her ribbon.

Jimin had listened to her story over and over, he knew he was happy that she got the opportunity to go outside but he felt guilty that she got taken because of him.

He watched Yumei and Yoongi a while longer. 'Are you sure you aren't her saviour, in the end, Yoongi?'

Yoongi finished the noodles and placed it on her plate. She looked up at him. "Aren't you going to eat?"

He placed the pan in the kitchen sink. "I thought we'd share." He walked and sit next to her. "This way I'll make sure you eat everything."

Yumei turned her gaze to Yoongi, deep down she knew there was something more than meets the eye but she wouldn't push him. She smiled at him. "Then can I have pudding?"

Yoongi laughed and picked up the chopsticks. "All the pudding you want."

Yumei followed suit and they started eating, they didn't know they were being watched from the door. Jimin had left a few seconds ago and Mr Kazuma was standing there. 'This is interesting'.

Riyu joined him at his arm and whispered, "It is not what you are thinking."

Mr Kazuma turned towards her. "And what am I thinking?"

She smiled. "You think, Yoongi is in love with her but I can assure you that is not the case."

She left him standing there where he was thinking over her words. "Then why was he so good to her?"

They finished their meal and Yoongi started to whip up his famous chocolate mousse, Yumei bit her lip. "Yooni-"

He paused, she never used that nickname. He had heard it only two times in his life and that usually meant that he had to lie to her again. "Yes?"

"Have I ever told you the story of how I met my knight?"

"You haven't." He took a spoon full of mousse and gave it to her. "You want to lick it clean?"

She took the spoon happily. "You want to hear it?"