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"We'll start the investigation now. Ready?" The officer asked, his tone professional but stern.

"Uh, no. I need a minute," Taehyung replied, surprisingly confident despite the situation. The officer, though visibly perplexed, gave a short nod.

"Jin, come here," Taehyung called, grabbing his brother and dragging him off to a corner, where their not-so-secretive whispering began, earning a few side-eye glances from the already suspicious staff.

"Yoongi, come here for a second, babe," Jin called out, making sure to sound casual. Jeongguk, picking up the silent signal as always, trailed behind Yoongi without even a word. Clearly, when Jin said 'Yoongi,' he meant the whole package.

The four of them formed a tight, suspicious-looking circle, heads bent together as if they were plotting world domination. The officers and staff were practically dying of curiosity, each stealing glances, no doubt wondering what sort of criminal conspiracy was brewing.

"Do you think it's done?" Taehyung whispered, his eyes darting between them like some secret agent in a bad spy movie.

"Yeah! I tried to bribe one of the officers, and he seemed to bite," Yoongi answered, far too pleased with himself.

"Pabo! No! That's the dumbest thing you could've done!" Jin snapped, eyes narrowing. "If Tae's innocent, why the hell would we be bribing anyone?"

Yoongi blinked, realization dawning slowly. "Oh... yeah. I knew that already, obviously. So I, uh, canceled the deal. The officer looked super disappointed, though. Was it the money? Maybe he—"

"Forget the money!" Jeongguk groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "What are we gonna do now?"

"As I said before," Taehyung interjected, voice low with forced patience, "we need another method. A smarter one."

"Hm, yeah. Guess so," Jin muttered, giving a dramatic sigh as if this whole mess was beneath him.

With a collective nod, they all bumped their fists together in a totally unconvincing show of solidarity, hoping—praying—that somehow, they'd come out of this mess victorious.

"Ahem- Ahem! So are you guys ready now or need some more time? I might get some coffee for myself in the mean time." The officer asked with an annoyed expression, shaking his head in a mocking way. The Kims gave him a mean look before agreeing.

"Of course. He is ready." A tall man in his mid twenties with dirty blonde hair and a dashing smile on his handsome face walked in, carrying some documents in his one hand and another one in his pocket. He walked toward the inspector and stood in front of him.

"May I know who you're?" The officer named Yibo asked who was equally as handsome as the intriguer.

"No long intros, in short you can call me zhan, lawyer of Taehyung Kim. And I know this test is handled by officers not lawyers but still I've got the permissions to invade in between your work ." Zhan flawlessly said while handing out the permission papers to Yibo who took it while rolling his eyes.

"Hello Zhan, my man." Jin greeted the lawyer with excitement, patting his back informally cause why not, they both have been best friends since their high school days, always joint by their hips until Zhan had to leave for his studies. Jin was a junior yet their friendship bloomed beautifully. They both hugged each other with joy.

"Hello starboi!! Wait since when Jimin started looking like this?" Zhan asked pointing towards yoongi who was fuming with jealousy and possessiveness.

"I'm not Jimin."

"Oh , you're not? Well you are the shortest one out of all, so I thought you were Jimin." Zhan chuckled.

"Well aren't you the same zhan who used to run like a puppy for Jimin?! Man! Jimin has told me that how much whipped you were for him and how you wished to be at Taehyung's place so that Jimin will stay with you." Yoongi said with a smirk.

"I'm not jealous of Tae at all. In fact, if I were at his place, then it would be more unlucky  for me. To stay so close to Jiminie but never getting him cause after all they are brothers. Sucks!" Zhan argued back, even though that crush on Jimin was long gone but it felt interesting to tease Yoongi.

"Zhan, stop it boy. He is my boyfriend so spare him at least. Yoongi, babe, its his way of flirting. He would argue with you, annoy you, frustrate you and then take away all your frustrations later on with his charms, so leave him." Jin said while hugging his cute boyfriend who rolled his eyes at the smoking hot lawyer. Well he might be hot but not more than his worldwide  handsome boyfriend. It was surprising that his boyfriend was praising somebody else too much because all he ever did was to compliment himself and Yoongi.

"Hm, I've checked it. And the Victim is here too, so lets begin. Be seated on that chair Kim." Officer Yibo spoke while eying Taehyung who let out a dismissive sound and nodded, casting a look full of assurance to his people.

The test was started, Taehyung was sat on the mechanical chair, the electrical tubes connected to his wrist and a technical headphone was put on his head. The cameras were set up , the other officers were ready to copy down the statements into words on the chargesheets. On the other end, Hoseok and Hiya who just arrived here, were seating and next to them the KIMs , Zhan and yoongi were seating.

"So, Kim Taehyung," Officer Yibo began, his voice smooth yet authoritative, "as you are well aware, there's an F.I.R. against you, accusing you of molesting Lee Hiya."

Taehyung, arms crossed and leaning back in his chair, didn't flinch. His expression remained cold, but a flicker of irritation flashed in his eyes. "I know that... nonsense," he replied, his tone drenched in disdain.

Yibo: Is that true that you really molested her? Oh! Ofcourse you will say 'no' cause everyone criminal denies there crime.

Yibo leaned forward, his sharp gaze never leaving the man seated before him. The tension in the air was almost suffocating, thick enough to feel like a weight pressing down on everyone in the room.

Taehyung gave a slight smirk, shaking his head as if the situation amused him. "I don't even need to say anything at this point. Wow."

There was a long pause before Yibo, clearly unimpressed, pressed on. "What is your relationship with Miss Hiya?"

Taehyung shifted in his seat, his jaw tightening slightly before he answered. "She's one of my friends. There was no romance, no sexual acts, no strings attached between us." His words came out crisp, direct, as if he had rehearsed them a hundred times.

The beep of the polygraph machine punctuated the stillness. True.

Yibo's eyes narrowed, but a hint of satisfaction crept into his smirk. "Good that you didn't lie. Did you force yourself on her against her will?"

Taehyung straightened, locking eyes with Yibo, his voice steady but laced with a dangerous edge. "Not practically. She didn't refuse... and I'm certain she wanted it too."

Another beep echoed in the room. True.

Yibo exhaled slowly, a trace of suspicion clouding his features. "Hmm. Can you elaborate?"

Taehyung's expression hardened, but he spoke, his voice slow and deliberate. "She always wanted to have sex with me. And I... I had the same desire for her from the start. But I moved on, those feelings were gone, until... that day."

True.

Yibo's tone dropped, his words cutting through the air like a blade. "Is it true that you drugged her?"

The room fell silent. Taehyung's lips parted slightly, but no words came out. His hands, which had been resting casually on the table, tightened into fists.

"Speak!" Yibo barked, the sharpness in his voice sending a shiver down the room.

Taehyung's eyes darted to his lawyer, Zhan, who was sitting upright, his face pale and strained. "I..." Taehyung swallowed hard, his voice barely a whisper. "I did."

Zhan's chair screeched against the floor as he stood abruptly, his face a mixture of shock and fury. "Taehyung?! What the actual—"

"Sit down!" Yibo cut in, his voice low but commanding. "Let's not make this messier than it already is."

Yibo leaned forward again, his eyes gleaming. "So, if you drugged her, it means you put her in a state where she couldn't make a clear choice. Her consent was invalid. Which means... it was rape."

Zhan tried to interject, his voice desperate. "Wait, Officer Yibo! I need to ask him a few more questions."

Yibo shot Zhan a cold look, annoyed by the interruption. "It's not your place, Zhan. Stay out of it."

Zhan didn't back down. "It is my place. We both work for the law, and neither of us wants injustice, right?"

Yibo stared at him for a long moment, before sighing in frustration. "Fine. Go ahead."

Zhan leaned forward, his tone more gentle but no less urgent. "Taehyung, did she ever seem uncomfortable? Tell us more about what happened that night."

Taehyung exhaled slowly, rubbing the back of his neck, clearly frustrated. "Well, thank God someone's letting me explain instead of passing judgment before hearing the full story." He shot a pointed look at Yibo, who immediately stiffened, his face flushed with barely contained anger.

"I-It's not like that!" Yibo stammered, his attempt at defending himself sounding weak.

"Sure," Taehyung muttered under his breath before continuing.

"Well, to be honest, she had also planned to drug me, and she succeeded," He confessed, his tone steady despite the gravity of his words. "I didn't force her at all. The truth is, neither of us was sober that night. I can't recall a single scenario from it—I was that drunk. My mind was completely foggy, and I wasn't in any state to understand what was happening."

He leaned forward slightly, his brow furrowing as he continued. "We were both in the same boat, both equally intoxicated. None of us forced the other; it was mutual. It was a hookup from both sides. We had our own reasons, different intentions, but ultimately, we ended up at the same destination: we had sex."

A hint of frustration crept into his voice as he shook his head. "It was rough, sure, but honestly, I can't recall the specifics. Whatever happened, it was anything but rape."

True.

Zhan leaned back, the tension in his shoulders easing just slightly. "That's... a lot to take in, but it's a relief to know it was mutual and not... what we feared."

The officer however remained silent, his jaw clenched, eyes dark with something unreadable as the beep of the machine echoed again, leaving a haunting tension that still clung to the air.

Yibo: And what do you mean by intentions? Intentions of being a fuckboy? Did you tell her on prior that it was just a one time thing? What if she thought that it has to do something with your blooming next level bond which is gonna last forever? Did you let her know that the consent she gave you wasn't for what she was thinking? Does she know that she let you have sex with her thinking you are gonna date her only to know that she was just one of your another toys? If you didn't , then let me tell you Kim Taehyung that it still makes a charge against you as the victim was being kept blind of truth and basically a rape cuz she would have never agreed to go physical with you knowing that it means nothing for you, she m-meant nothing for you. You are a fucking rapist.

Zhan leaned forward, disbelief etched across his face. "Oh my! Officer, where are you taking this case? It feels like you're pulling it in a completely different direction!" His voice was a mix of frustration and urgency. "These are just possibilities, not facts. We can't base an accusation on mere conjecture."

Kth: I did let her know. Everybody knows since beginning and if she still expects something more it means its her fault not mines. I've made it clear . What if I'm guy who slept with many people? Its my choice and I'm since like that since beginning. Everybody knows I'm no good for them who expect both love & lust and they should've stayed away from me cause I can't fucking read anyone's mind. If anybody approaches me, I'll think that they are here for lust, how would I know that they are a big fool to think that having sex with a fuckboy can make the fuckboy their boyfriend. In case of Hiya, it was clear crystal and I expect that she isn't a fool like others.

Zhan raised his hands, trying to diffuse the tension in the room. "Woah! Calm down! Officer, are you okay? You seem a bit tense," he observed, concern lining his features.

The officer took a deep breath, his fingers rubbing his temples as if to ease a growing headache. "I—I'm fine, just a bit of a headache. Okay, so is there anything else you'd like to add?"

The lawyer then turned his gaze to client, his eyes searching for a response. "Tae?"

Taehyung straightened in his chair, his expression resolute. "I would like Hiya to be here as well for this test. Her presence is essential for clarity."

Yibo: If that's what you want, sure.

As the tension in the room thickened, the officers carefully began to remove the tubes from Taehyung's wrist. He winced slightly, the sensation uncomfortable, but he remained silent, his gaze fixed on the floor, lost in thought.

Yibo broke the silence, his tone firm yet somewhat compassionate. "Give this to him." He handed a water bottle to Zhan, his expression softening as he gestured toward Taehyung, who seemed to be trapped in his own world of contemplation.

"And for me? Don't I deserve some water from you?" Zhan said with a small pout to which yibo chuckled.

With a soft smile, The officer passed him the water bottle he had just been drinking from.

"Wow, vanilla," Zhan remarked, a teasing lilt in his voice as he lifted the bottle to his nose, inhaling deeply.

"What?" The other man blinked, confusion etched on his face.

"you lip balm smells on this bottle. Nice choice of lip balms." Zhan said with a dashing smile.

Yibo felt his cheeks heat up, a flush of embarrassment creeping in. "T-thanks," he stammered, caught off guard by the compliment. He quickly glanced at Zhan's back as he turned to approach Taehyung, who was still sitting silently, deep in thought. Sighing softly, he couldn't help but feel a mix of admiration and worry for the blonde who has been going through a lot.

On the other hand, Taehyung opened his phone to see dozens of missed calls from Jimin, a smile crept on his face.

"What's got you smiling like that?" Zhan asked as he settled into the chair next to Taehyung, his curiosity piqued.

Taehyung turned to him, a grin spreading across his face, his eyes sparkling with a mix of relief and defiance. "It's the thought that I won't be going to prison. Even if I face any punishment, Hiya will have to share it with me. According to the test I just had, everything was mutual—mutual pleasure, mutual fault, and mutual punishment. I bet she'll withdraw her case if that happens."

Zhan nodded, absorbing Taehyung's words, a smile creeping onto his lips in response to Taehyung's optimism. "Okay, that's good to hear. But about the officer—he seemed a bit—"

"let him be. Must have fought with his wife or maybe his son married his teacher...or maybe his dog pissed in his breakfast. Let it  b- Wait! Excuse me , I got a call." Taehyung said.

"Ouu! Hahaha, lol. By the way, who is it?" Zhan asked, a teasing grin on his face.

"Of course, it's Jimin," Taehyung chirped, his eyes lighting up.

Zhan couldn't help but smile as he watched Taehyung's excitement. "Oh, take some water," he offered, extending the bottle toward him. Taehyung's smile widened as he accepted it.

"Thank you so much, bro, for noticing! My throat has been dry for god knows how long." He took a long sip, then added playfully, "Hello, mochi cheeks!" before stepping away to talk with Jimin.

As Taehyung walked away, Zhan felt a surge of frustration bubble up inside him. "Arghh! Why the hell is he so close to Jimin? What kind of brother smiles like that when they get a call? Am I not smart enough for Jimin? What the hell, Zhan! I thought I already moved on from him." He sighed, rubbing his temples. "Lord! And that officer... I feel so bad for him. Be a gentleman, Zhan, and take care of him like he deserves the whole world. He deserves everything—just not an asshole like Kim Taehyung, who literally snatched my Jimin from our ongoing date just because he wanted to cuddle him. Seriously! Fuck you, Kim Taehyung!"

Zhan's rant came to an abrupt halt as he noticed Yibo staring at him, an eyebrow raised in bemusement. Zhan's cheeks flushed in embarrassment. Oh lord! Now he probably thinks I'm some mental case from an asylum. What an impression! Wow! 

Zhan sarcastically smiled at his own misery.

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"Oh my god! You finally picked my call. Where the heck you were so busy." Jimin's voice rung from another side of the call while Taehyung was smiling like some creep and rubbing the bottle on his face , completely lost.

"Are you even listening, you dork? Here I am, missing you like hell, and you're just ignoring me? You just wait until I return—TAE! ANSWER ME!" Jimin pouted, his frustration palpable through the phone.

"hmmm." Taehyung smiled while biting his nails & again smiling like some sort of creep.

"KIM TAEHYUNG I SWEAR TO GOD THA-"

"Wtf! Jimin, stop blowing my ears out! You're gonna blow the soul out of me with all that screaming. God, let me check if my ears are bleeding," Taehyung retorted, half-laughing, half-exasperated.

"Stop it. Kook told me about your fight with Hoseok... Tae, he's our friend! Why are you so angry with him?—Tae, are you okay? Kook said he'd tell me after three days, but I couldn't wait that long. I'm getting anxious," Jimin said, worry lacing his voice. The sound of Jimin's concern wrapped around Taehyung like a warm blanket, making him feel at home.

"Jimin."

"Hmm?"

"Will you please listen to me?"

"Of course, bear. Why are y—"

"Just listen to me and don't question me."

"But why?"

"You're so stubborn, Minnie. I promise I'll answer everything once you're back."

"Oh, okay. Now, go on."

"I n-need you so bad..can you...can you please come back soon. I feel so i-"

"Oh my god, Tae. I'm coming back tomorrow!" Jimin exclaimed, relief washing over him.

"Thank you."

"I love you, Tae. Just wait for me."

"Love you too. I'll wait for you."

As Taehyung hung up, a wave of emotions crashed over him, his heart swelling with a mixture of relief and longing. He felt the weight of the world lift slightly from his shoulders at Jimin's promise to return. He knew he needed Jimin—only him. The ache of separation had been gnawing at him, and the thought of his partner's return ignited a spark of hope within.

Taehyung leaned back in his chair, the cool surface of the water bottle pressing against his skin, grounding him in the moment. He closed his eyes, envisioning Jimin's warm smile, the way his cheeks dimpled when he laughed, and how his voice soothed Taehyung's troubled heart. He missed the way Jimin's laughter filled the spaces around them, making everything feel lighter, brighter.

Jimin can sense that hus bear was almost supressing his cries, he is again getting depressed and Jimin can't let that happen again. It can happen over his dead body , not so easily. He will come back for his Taehyung.

His heart ached at the thought, and he could feel the determination rising within him. He wouldn't let that happen again, not on his watch. The night felt heavy with unspoken words, and both of them were left with an undercurrent of anxiety. Taehyung couldn't shake the feeling that something was off, as if the universe were testing their bond. But he clung to the thought of Jimin's return like a lifeline, hoping that their reunion would mend the frayed edges of his heart.

As he stared out the window, the stars twinkling against the deep blue sky, he whispered to himself, "Just one more day."

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Date-14th May
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