JUNGKOOK
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"Jungkook, I need you to do this," the man says. He looks over the edge of the glasses, one finger on the paper stack.

"Why? What can I do?" Jungkook asks, arms up from the sides to show confusion. The man flips through the papers and stops at one of the last. He pulls it out slowly and places it on the table in front of Jungkook. The younger lifts it up and analyses it.

Name: Kim Taehyung
Age: 21
Education: Unknown
Relatives: Unknown
Address: Unknown
Case status: Closed

"But it didn't work out for the others. How am I supposed to do anything?" Jungkook asks, looking up from the paper. "Listen. I know we have tried almost everything, and I know it might be a waste of time. But you're our last chance" the man says, "we will give Jimin a few more days, and if it doesn't work out, we will start the program over with you instead".

Jungkook sighs and folds the paper before putting it in his pocket next to his badge. The man waves him goodbye as he walks outside.

"Good afternoon," a lady says as she passes Jungkook, a smile on her face. "Good afternoon" Jungkook responses, straightening his collar before turning around and walking down the corridor.

Time skip

TAEHYUNG

"Taehyung" the voice is deep and breathy like always. "You're beautiful". A hand runs through Taehyung's hair slowly, making his head fall back against the wall.

The hand continues down his cheek to his neck. The gentle touch turns into pain as soon as the hand grabs tightly around Taehyung's throat, making it impossible for him to breath.

"Ha Eun, you're beautiful" Taehyung feels his vision getting blurry. He's passing out.

"Taehyung. Taehyung. Taehyung"

"Taehyung?"

"Taehyung?"

He flinches violently as he hears his name. His eyes a wide open as he pushes himself back towards the wall, smacking his knees to his stomach before wrapping his arms around them and hide his face.

A hand is put on his shoulder, and he flinches again.

"I'm... I'm sorry. Here's your food" the voice says. Taehyung doesn't even know what this person looks like. He doesn't know his name. The only thing he knows is the voice. It's light and smooth, but scary. Incredibly scary. Nothing like what he has heard before.

A few moments pass before Taehyung hears the door close. And after an hour he finally looks up from his arms and slowly starts eating the food. It's cold.

Time skip

JUNGKOOK/JIMIN

Jimin sighs as he pushes the door close behind him. Jungkook is looking through the one view window, running a hand through his black locks.

"I really hope you can do something," Jimin says, massaging his neck slightly.

"I feel like you're doing it wrong" Jungkook's voice is deep and hard, he is lost for a second. Jimin raises an eyebrow "what do you mean?". Jungkook almost jumps as he realizes how rude that sounded, so he just smiles it off.

"Wanna eat together Jimin?" Jimin nods and they walk together towards the cafeteria.

"What is his case? I haven't looked much into it" Jungkook states as they walk beside each other. Jimin pushes his blonde hair back "trauma, schizophrenia, anthropophobia, everything you can think of. His case is severe - we have never seen anything like it before. But it's understandable-" the younger says.

"When was he kidnapped?" Jungkook asks, still confused about the case. "2005".

"And found?"

"2018"

"13 years? God" Jungkook comments. 13 years before he was free.

"Yeah, no wonder he's so messed up. We have been working with him for a year and no one has been able to get close to him. Not even females" Jimin states.

They step inside the police station's cafeteria, there's already a lot of people around.

"But why me?" Jungkook asks, pointing at himself. Jimin shrugs his shoulders "maybe 'cause we haven't tried putting a muscular, scary, asshole-ish guy in there yet. We are running out of ideas".

Jungkook pushes his shoulder "you're an asshole. Well, I guess I get the idea. But how am I supposed to do it?" he throws his hands in the air in frustration. He has been an officer for a while but never worked with the "psychological" things.

"Wasn't it you who told me five minutes ago that I was doing it wrong?" Jimin teased before they sat down by one of the tables. Jimin and Jungkook had known each other for a long time - it had always been Jimin's dream to become a police officer, and Jungkook didn't really know what else to do. His life is hard to understand. He barely knows why he's still living.

"Sorry, I didn't know why I said that," Jungkook answers. "But I don't think I'm very good at this stuff...".

"Don't worry, you can't mess anything up - it's not like he's going to attack you or get even sicker. I don't think it can get any worse" Jimin says, pulling his lunch pack out of his bag and placing it on the table. Jungkook does the same.

"Do you have any idea what happened to him in those years? Like, why is he that sick?" there is silence for a little while. Jimin doesn't really know where to start.

"Well, we actually don't know that much, since he hasn't said a word in a year... But he was very injured when we found him. Some of his ribs were broken from getting beaten and... and he was sexually abused as well" Jimin begins. Jungkook doesn't really know how to react to all the new information.

"Who's the culprit? Who kidnapped him?" Jungkook asks.

"Some old guy I can't even remember the name of. He was disgusting. If I remember right, he is Taehyung's uncle - that's how we found out what Taehyung's name was to begin with," Jimin answers, picking up his sandwich and taking a bite.

Jungkook is quite for a while, eating his food slowly. His uncle? Then they should know his parents, why don't they?

The thoughts were running crazy inside Jungkook's head. He had heard about the case before, but never really investigated it. It was only because of Jimin he knew something about it. And it was all over the news.

Kidnapped boy finally found. Grandparents didn't get to see him one last time before they passed away. No relatives. No relations. Nothing.

The only thing they knew about Taehyung was that he was with his grandparents when he got kidnapped. No one knows anything else about him, or how he got kidnapped in the first place. One day he was just... Gone. According to the grandparents, it possibly was from when he walked home from school. They died without knowing the answer to that, or even knowing if he was alive.

"Don't think too much about it, it's just work. Keep your mental health steady, he is in so much pain. It's horrible to look at every day... makes me feel like shit" Jimin throws himself back in the chair, running his hand through his hair once again.

Jungkook hums. He's an even worse choice then.

"You will start tomorrow, then I can be free."

Time skip

JUNGKOOK

Jungkook throws himself on the couch. The tv is playing without sound, the only thing making sound is the air conditioner.

Jungkook moved away from his parents 3 years ago. He left at a young age to educate himself as a police officer. The apartment is small with only three miner rooms, but more than enough for one person.

He looks at the ceiling before letting his thoughts get a free pass and run crazy like always. People must really wonder what's going on inside his head since he seems to zone out constantly. How was he going to do this? Jimin was doing it wrong. That's the only thing Jungkook knows.

Before his mind gets even messier, he closes his eyes and falls into a deep sleep.

Time skip

JUNGKOOK/JIMIN

"Okay so, just follow these steps and remember to be on time. He won't eat unless you leave the room, so don't make it too late" Jimin explains, running his finger down the paper. Jungkook just nods, thinking how he is going to change that totally.

Sure, the meals were going to be on time, but he was not going to only spend twenty minutes inside the room every day. At the beginning even less, and then slowly more and more.

"Great, we will leave you alone with him, 'cause there is not really any need for us to be here. He's harmless and I have already told him you were coming from now on" Jimin continues, "but when summer comes around, we will start making some analyses."

They finish off the conversation and Jimin leaves. Jungkook looks through the window. The boy is sitting leaned against the wall, his face in his arms and knees pushed against his chest. Looks painful.

Jungkook breathes out while grabbing the tray with breakfast before approaching the door. He opens it slowly and it makes an annoying squeeze sound, making it even more creepy and uncomfortable. The room is mostly white. A bed and a desk are placed in the corner with different games and drawing tools, but none of it has been used.

"Excuse me. I'm here with breakfast" Jungkook almost whispers as he steps inside, the door falls shut behind him, making Taehyung flinch slightly, still not looking up. Jungkook quickly places the tray on the floor. Turns around. Leaves the room. No more words.

He will never make this work if he pushes the younger too much from the start. [A/N: Jungkook is 22 in this story]

Jungkook has never really worked with mental health and never expected to, since he's an officer, not a psychologist. But whatever, it's way too calm in their town anyway, this being their only big case and it has already been a year since then.

There is no reaction from Taehyung in the next hour. Just like Jimin explained, Taehyung wouldn't move an inch before he had been alone in the room for at least an hour. Jungkook observes him as he slowly lifts his head and moves forward. His hands are shaking as he takes the food and starts eating. So painful.

Jungkook can already feel it. The crazy urge to change the younger's situation. To make him look up and see the world. Make him happy and create a smile on his traumatized face. Make him live.

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First chap! Hope you enjoyed it and thank you for reading!❤