"What is the status?" Namjoon asked over the call.

"Sir, we are trying to track down any missing cases but there aren't any sir."

"Is there anything you can do right?" Namjoon snapped and rampaged the phone on the floor in anger.

"Officers!" Namjoon called and they quickly stood in line.

"We need to go blind now. We have no clues and I want you guys to split to find the killer-" Namjoon stopped at a point, "Where is Kim Taehyung?"

The officers looked either way and talked among themselves. This only triggered Namjoon even more and he screamed, "Don't test my patience and tell me where the fuck is he?"

"Sir, he said he had to meet someone. He took a leave for a day or two." One of the officers spoke up.

Namjoon furrowed his brows and his eyes widened when the realisation hit him hard.

He studies his victims before abducting them. 

He blends into their life before killing them slowly.

He erases every memory of the victims as if they never existed.

He defines the pattern as his art.

"How did Kim Taehyung become a part of this team?" Namjoon asked.

"Suddenly, why are you asking about that-"

"Just answer me!" Namjoon's neck veins turned prominent.

"A few months ago he got transferred to our department. He was working in another station but when he heard there was a post available here, he transferred here, Sir."

"He knew from the start about this operation. He fucking knew everything and yet he played me," Namjoon let out a humourless laugh, "You had the fucking audacity to mess up my operation, Kim!"

"Sir, are you okay?"

"I want everyone to find, Kim Taehyung! Don't leave a single clue and find that bastard right away. Am I clear?" Namjoon ordered.

"Yes, sir!"

"Louder!"

"Sir, yes sir!!" They shouted in unison and rushed out of the room.

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Ding dong~

Jimin stood there in front of the huge mansion with the top that he had to deliver. He was told to go to the cafe first and the driver brought him all the way there.

"Who's this?"

"Oh! I am from the website. You were supposed to buy the T-shirt from me?" Jimin reminded.

There was a pause after which the doors immediately opened.

Jimin blinked before stepping in. He walked through the lawn and then stood at the main door. He looked either way and then pushed the main door open. He entered the extravagant hall where the huge as fuck Chandelier was shimmering and brightening the entire place.

"Hello? Excuse me? Anyone here?"

Those were the last words before Jimin saw black.

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"When Pavlov created his infamous experiment-" The old man who began to explain dramatically was interrupted by a blindfolded boy who kneeled before him with hands tied at the back and ankles taped together.

"Who the fuck are you!" He screamed with all his might.

"Ae hey! You shouldn't talk when an elder is speaking. Understood?" The man squatted down to place his hand under the boy's chin.

"Let me go and I will spare you," The boy growled in a low tone with his hands struggling to take off the restraints.

"Oh, hello? I am the one who captured you, not the other way around. I get the upper hand to threaten. You got my point?" The old man scooted closer to pat the boy's cheek.

The boy leaned into the palm and bit it harshly. A surprised cry escaped past the old man's lips and a fury hurdled into his orbs, "How dare you bite me, bitch!" With that, he punched the boy's face snapping it to the other side due to the impact.

"Bitch is used for a female you old hag! Call me respectfully!" The boy fired back with a raised tone.

The old man was now in a dilemma and blinked his eyes before rubbing them with his fingers, "Oyye,"

"Now, what!"

"You...are Jimin, right? The shy little Park Jimin from the website?" He asked in a nervous tone.

"Yes, I am you fucking freak! So what?" The boy spat with his face turning red almost ready to erupt like a volcano.

The old man wiped the sweat off his face and stood up to kick right over Jimin's abdomen. The latter yelped before crouching over the floor, his hands trying to free themselves.

"Then fucking behave like that! It would take a minute to slice your neck into half but I am sparin-"

"Ha! Got no balls to kill a guy? Oh, wait I am a shy little angel boy. Doesn't that make you more of a coward?" Jimin broke into fits of laughter as he rubbed his hands over the tiles.

"Where the hell are you getting this confidence from? I am not a rumour, buddy. The top trending killer over the search list is me and you still dare to challenge me?" The old man perked an eyebrow before kicking yet another time.

Jimin shook from the impact and bit his lip to suppress the pain while his ear pressed against the tiles.

A smirk formed over his lips before grinning from ear to ear.

"Why the hell are you smirking now?" The man asked pulling out a knife from the kitchen counter.

"You should have known how to hide till the end, buddy. Giving a hint to a top-core introverted ass like me that is addicted to Pavlov's touch was your biggest mistake! I found your identity, buddy. Or, should I call you a hashtag killer? Oh, wait! Maybe I should go live on my Instagram. I can't imagine the number of likes and followers I would receive." Jimin laughed like a maniac rolling over the floor and kicking his tied legs in the air.

"You are blindfolded, you brat! There is no way you can have known," The man uttered holding his knife tight.

"That's right," Jimin quickly dropped the smile to put up a straight face and turned in the direction of the man, "But I know where you are, now." He smiled creepily which triggered the killer to advance toward him with the knife.

Jimin quickly rolled over the floor dodging the man's attack and smirked, "Dude, I use headphones 24/7 at various intensities and frequencies. Do you think wouldn't hear where you are going to attack from? Hashtag naive killer!" Jimin laughed before kicking his tied legs in the direction of the old man and as expected the kicks fell right over the man's head.

The man tumbled back and slipped to the floor his head hitting the cabinet behind falling unconscious.

Jimin rolled over in his place, trying to take off the blindfold by rubbing his head over the floor. Fortunately,  he was able to slide it down a bit and strong lights almost blinded his vision. He slowly tried to adjust to the lights and pulled himself up to sit and lean against the wall.

"Holy fuck! This bastard dared to tie me up? The great Park Jimin. Hah! What a joke!" He tried to reach out for the knife over the floor and cut the tapes off his feet.

Once he freed himself, he stood up grabbed the knife tight and approached the unconscious bitch that tried to fool and kidnap him. His heart was banging against his chest with fear but he could care less. If he sought to fucking catch this bastard red-handed, imagine the number of likes that will shower over his Instagram.

"I always knew he was a useless pawn that I could care less about." A voice spoke up and Jimin lifted his eyes to look at the person who stood there at the entrance of the huge kitchen.

Blonde hair tied up in a messy bun, fiery doe eyes staring at him with pure glint and a lip ring studded over those thin rosy lips. He was covered with tattoos and rings with a black long jacket and leather pants to top the look.

Jimin's heart dropped when he saw the guy who stood at the entrance and gulped a painful lump down his throat. He firmed the knife in his hands as tears built within them. His lips parted but couldn't muster the courage to speak up.

"You..,"

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A few hours before Jimin went missing ~

"Jimin!" Jungkook barged into the house to see a bunch of men cleaning the house.

"Wh...who are you guys?" Jungkook asked as he held Bubs protectively.

"I suppose you are Jimin's roommate. Aren't you?" A voice spoke.

Black ruffled hair with a charcoal liner over those eyelids encasing the hazzle brown eyes. A smirk played over those rose-tinted lips. The stranger stood there with a black leather jacket covering the loose-fitting tank top and baggy jeans with plain canvas to top the look.

"What are you guys doing in our house?" Jungkook frowned at the guy who approached him.

"Ah! Didn't he tell you? He had to deliver an important thing for me.  By the way, I am Kim Taehyung. Nice to meet you?" He stretched his arm but Jungkook simply took a step back.

"I would have greeted you nicely if the situation was different but I need to know the answer to my question first."

"Fiesty, I see." Taehyung played with the toothpick between his lips and smiled wide, "We are just cleaning some dirt that was made by Jimin. We will be out in no time. Don't worry about us and head in."

He grabs onto their biggest weakness and turns them into a crying mess before killing them.

He keeps their social media active for two weeks until he can find a spot to execute his perfect killing.

He studies their every move and approaches them most casually.

He escapes without a trace left behind.

He defines that as his pattern.

Jungkook's eyebrows knitted together as he saw two sturdy men mopping the floor and another guy wiping the wall.

"I need to know where Jimin is," Jungkook demanded.

"That would be a bit difficult-"

"Didn't you say he went to deliver something? I will help him with that. Where do I need to go?" Jungkook asked.

Something about this whole thing felt so wrong to Jungkook.

Something told him that Jimin was in huge danger.

And why does he care?

Because he protected Bubs for him.

Now he needs to repay that debt.

That's the...only reason. Jungkook reminded himself suppressing the fluttery feeling within his heart.

"You..," Taehyung stepped closer to Jungkook and played with a strand of his hair, "Shouldn't be prying in another's life too much. Otherwise, you will get sucked in too." Taehyung winked before clapping his hands in the air.

"If it's done then let's go, everyone!" Taehyung ordered and everyone marched out of the house.

Just as Taehyung was about to leave too, he felt a hand over his leg. He turned to see Jungkook kneeling and holding his leg with both hands firmly.

"Please, just let me in. I need to know where Jimin is." Jungkook begged.

"With a kid around your neck, I don't think I can help you with that. It's dangerous so step back." Taehyung tried to pull out his leg but Jungkook only firmed his grip.

"He has been nothing but sweet to me. I want to return the favour. I can't just sit back when I know he could be in potential danger. So, please, I ...just let me help."

"I didn't know Jimin had this side of him." Taehyung chuckled as he squatted, "Fine then, you better brace yourself because I won't allow any mistakes. Got that?"

"Thank you so much!" Jungkook sighed in relief.

A/n:- Fuck man! Namjoon thinks Taehyung is the killer!

Taehyung is currently with Jungkook right now.

Will Jungkook and Bubs be safe?

Also, Taehyung is pressing so much on the top. Is he the one who agreed to buy the top?

WHO THE FUCK IS THE KILLER?

ALSO, JIMIN IS IN DANGER!

THE OLDMAN HAD AN ACCOMPLICE.

WHO IS THAT?

Okay, too much curiosity.

I won't say it much of a twist because I have grown old now. Lol.

Let's see this till the end. Shall we?

Love you, kids.

Maddie 🥺❤️