Hey, beautifuls and handsomes!

There is a Spotify and youtube playlist called "Unconscious" that I'll keep updating songs. There is a Linktree in my bio where you can find my Youtube channel, Spotify, and other media! You can also find the songs Taehyung is listening to during his investigation!

Let's get it.

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Yah! What are you doing sleeping!? Your useless excuse of a detective! Get your ass off this sofa! You should be looking for me!

YAH!

Taehyung jolted up from the sofa.

"What the hell..." He tried to remember what had him waking up so suddenly, but ended up blaming his stomach as he noticed an uneasy feeling, and loud noises coming from there.

He checked on the door of his fridge,

"Taemin's birthday," he looked at the time. It was still early. "Should I shower?" He smelt down his armpits and contorted his face. "For goodness sake, at least shower, Tae!" He imitated his sister's voice.

His tired muscles thanked him for the warm water, while his brain was going over all the information about the singer over and over. Apparently, the guy was to become the new country's darling.

Last night when he received the message from his boss, he got some information about the missing boy. Jeon Jungkook, known as JK, was twenty-three and had just become famous in his career as a singer, yet had already subdued many hearts and companies. The singer lived alone, with no parents or family information. Just his social media was full of fake pictures. Yeah, fake. Nobody could be that happy when there are so many cameras and eyes on them.

It wasn't the first time he would be after a missing person. The guy disappeared the night before yesterday, after his last concert. It was a short tour of only five concerts, in five different cities. Busan, Incheon, Daegu, Gwangju, and finally Seoul, where the singer currently lives in a middle-class apartment.

"Isn't he a beginner? Can he afford it? Why is there no information about his family? Has he bought the apartment on his own?"

He got the blackest coffee possible. His pounding head required it. For some reason, those deep black eyes didn't give him little peace and he tossed and turned all night. What caught Taehyung by surprise was knowing that all the departments were getting involved in that case, since Friday morning when it started. Clearly, there was something big involved, cause a beginner singer wouldn't be prioritized like that. Not that he didn't deserve it, but the system wouldn't care that much.

After dressing up, he sat on his desk to check more of the case. He lit up a cigarette and kept checking the files. The photo, and the form. Kim Yugyeom was the one to fill out the form and leave all the information. There was a ring there with a purple fluorite stone.

He never lives without his ring. The manager wrote.

"Very suspicious, it had been just some hours, why declare him missing so early? It's fishy." He got the file with all the contents about the singer, not even caring to put on a tie, and headed to his dreamy car.

His worries vanished when he laid his eyes on that beauty. He swore the car was what he was living for. He felt the cold surface on his fingertips, and a proud smile spread on his lips. The sound of the motor turning on vibrated inside him.

"Alexa, turn on Spotify, please. JK Korean singer songs."

A soft beat started and Taehyung widened his eyes when the soft tenor reached his ears. For a moment he forgot where he was and what he was doing just listening to the tone and lyrics... everything just felt so right.

"When things were so hard that I was tired of living
When nothing was going my way

When I hadn't even seen my family
And even I wasn't important to myself
In this world, where one must have more
In order to continue with love"

It was a breathy and warm voice. Taehyung frowned and checked the song's name. "All of my life." There was so much feeling in that voice. The detective saved the whole album and played the songs while driving toward his sister's house. The excuse? He had to get to know the boy. The song? a bit good... nothing

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The birthday party hadn't even started being prepared. As soon as his sister saw him in his loose shirt, she knew he wouldn't join them in celebration.

"Is it the missing kid?" She asked. Taehyung frowned "how the hell does she know that?". "Chief Cho was talking to father, Tae, and he apologized for stealing you from us again." She hugged him and his eyes said sorry. She softly smiled.

"I know." She kissed his cheek. Taehyung had been tender and smiley before, but since his father's accident five years ago, he wasn't the same bubbly person. His sister missed that old kind-hearted Taehyung. Yet, she loved him anyway, he was his little brother after all. Plus, she knew he would never not be involved in a missing case even though it wasn't his department in the first stanza. "You better have brought him a gift or he will be disappointed."

"Of course, I did."

"Uncle Tae!"

Taehyung kissed his nephew and gifted him with a cool electric car exactly like his new Toyota Camry. The boy was all bubbly while screaming and running around to show his grandpa the new toy, and Taehyung felt warm inside, although his features were serious.

"Hey, baby, come here" The boy ran to his arms, "Uncle Tae has an important job to do and won't be able to stay for the cake" The pout there broke his heart.

"Why uncle Tae?"

"There is a boy who needs to be found."

"But it's my bir'day" he pouted and his eyes teared

"I know Taemin. Look, it was his birthday, too. It would be awful if he couldn't open his gifts, wouldn't it?" The boy nodded. "So, uncle Tae will try to find him, alright?"

"Can he come to have cake?" The boy stared at the door and smiled, giggling.

Everybody looked to the empty spot but being a kid meant nothing. "Of course, when uncle Tae finds him, I'll invite him. Let's see if he comes, alright?" He kissed the boy's forehead.

The boy stared a bit more at the empty spot by the door, then the baby giggled and ran away.

Taehyung raised an eyebrow, but let it slide when his phone rang.

From Hoseok Hyung: I gotta testify today again. Kick off it without me. you better have solved this case before the day ends. Find the kid.

He read the message with a smirk. "This freaking bastard. He knows I will." He headed to the office to return the information, however, things were against Taehyung. and everything he had asked to be checked was delayed.

"I don't fucking care if there are hundreds of cases," he was in the middle of the department, "You know how this fucking works. A missing person needs to be found in 48 to 72 hours or the chances of being alive will be practically zero." He looked around, his voice five tones louder. "I WANNA EVERY DAMN PERSON FUCKING DIGGING JEON JUNGKOOK'S LIFE, NOW!"

"Someone got up on the wrong side of the bed." One of the officers commented.

"You hit your head? Why weren't they in the case? First, all the departments are dragged into this and now they are delaying with information? The fuck, Choi"

"Detective Kim, They are. We have the cameras of his building in analysis. The boy has no friends besides Min Yoongi, who is his producer, and Kim Yugyeom, who is his manager. The documents are on your table already. The manager is on his way, but we didn't locate his producer yet"

Taehyung frowned, "Why are you so relaxed about this case!? Aren't you the Chief here?"

"Kim, I guess you are the one too stressed about it. We are all looking for things already. They needed to wait 24 hours to make it a missing case, and we already got most of the information we could even though it wasn't a case yet. They finally put us on it. It's not like you to be this angry, what's wrong?"

Taehyung suddenly felt a weight leaving his shoulders and shook his head. He looked confused for a few seconds. He smelt a refreshing marine scent around him and frowned.

"Don't know, guess I didn't have my morning whiskey. I'll visit these guys,"

"Take someone with you."

He looked behind the chief, "Officer Mark, with me. Ginny, call manager Kim Yugyeom. Ask him to meet me at the singer's apartment instead."

"Got it." The auburn girl from behind a desk said.

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He sighed while getting out of the car. The building was enormously tall. "They call it middle class? the heck..." Funny thing, Taehyung's apartment wasn't that far from that region, but the amount of money he would make wouldn't allow him to get one of those fancy flats. Not if he wanted to still eat. He looked at his perfect car again to remind himself he had a lot to pay for and then enter the building.

"Cameras all over the corridor. A blind spot on the corner great place to be if you're waiting for a person ... hum... But the person would appear anyway when approaching the target..."

The detective spotted a tall man at the end of the corridor, staring at his own feet and holding his arms crossed over his chest. Impatient.

"Probably the manager. Around 25. Anxious and nervous. He smells guilty and worried.

"Good morning. I'm Detective Kim Taehyung." The detective opened his blazer to show his badge on his belt, right beside it there was a holster holding a gun.

The guy gulped thickly, and Taehyung observed his Adam's pommel going up and down. 'Why is he so nervous? Maybe uncomfortable?'

"Hi, I'm Kim Yugyeom, Jungkook's manager." They shook hands and something clicked in Taehyung's brain.

They got into the apartment and Taehyung was confused again, though his face was plain.

"No family pictures. No ornaments. Just a plain living room. A very expensive one. Isn't it an IKEA sofa? How much does a beginner earn? Damn, I got the wrong job."

In most of the pictures on his social media, the singer was smiling. Then, his voice has a bright feeling, even though the song is sad like in "Only then" and now, his apartment is the total opposite. The walls and furniture were between black and white with some gray as well. No feelings attached here.

"Did he live here?" Kim Taehyung asked, especially staring at a specific point on the ground where there was a small piece of glass.

"Yes, but he usually spends his days in the studio. When he finally comes home is only to sleep. He spends hours in the studio with Suga."

"Sugar? His producer?" The man nodded "I need to visit this studio too and this Sugar guy. Now can I see his room?"

"It's Suga!"

Taehyung frowned at the whisper, and a chill made him shiver. "Did you say anything?"

The manager shook his head no, "His room is this way."

The room was a complete mess.

"Can you describe him as a person?"

"Well, his room was never this chaotic. He's neat. He is very diligent and has a funny aura even though he's quiet. He is very kind, too. He always keeps everyone who is by his side as comfortable as he can." Too caring for a manager only... "Jeon Jungkook is an artist, a very hardworking one but he is an introvert and prefers calm spaces."

"How long have you known each other?"

"I became his manager around three years ago. But we were friends before that."

"What's your relationship like?"

"We hang out sometimes, but it's mostly professional." The man slightly denied with his head.

What's the lie here? They are more than friends?

"His favorite color?"

"Hmm... He likes black, white..." The manager frowned "How is this helping to find him?"

"I'm getting to know him. And I'm shortening the suspects. You didn't have an alibi for the night he disappeared."

"I did, I was with Suga."

"Or he was your accomplice." The manager was about to open his verb and complain but was interrupted "You are nervous. I was confused if it were because of you being the culprit, or for your bad habit of smoking weed." Kim Manager widened his eyes

"How did-"

"Your fingers are more yellowish and slightly rougher on the tips. I suppose you have had this habit for a long time. You should drop it. It can destroy your neurons. Did you touch anything?"

The astonished man froze in his place

"Chill out, I won't arrest you for smoking weed, maybe it even helps. So, We have a kid to find. Did you touch anything?" Taehyung stopped in front of the other with a bored face.

"N-No,- Wait- in fact, I did, there was broken glass in the living room. I- I cleaned it. I thought he had broken it and got lazy to get rid of it. But when he wasn't in his room, nor in the studio I panicked. And as I said, Jungkook is a very neat guy, he doesn't like keeping his room like that, nor broken glasses around."

"You said the camera was already sent to the headquarters, right?"

"Yes, the corridor and the garage ones."

Taehyung checked the bathroom attached to the bedroom. "What's this?" There was nothing to worry about, except for a small single pill dropped behind the toilet. He picked up it and slid it into a plastic bag. " What happened in this bathroom? No conclusions Kim." He got the hairbrush and put it in another plastic bag and the toothbrush and brushed the drain.

"What-What are you doing?" The manager asked, "It's his toothbrush!"

"I'll borrow it." He slid the toothbrush into a third plastic bag, keeping everything in the inner pocket of his jacket. "Show me the rest of the place."

There was nothing to check. The rest of the house was perfect. "Nice, back to that pigsty room. I was expecting to find him hidden in one of the kitchen cabinets, or maybe on some wall. Aren't you too relaxed, Mr. Manager?"

"Let's go back to his bedroom," Taehyung suggested and noticed the man getting tense. "Bingo. I was right. What a surprise." He thought bored.

"Sure."

"Why don't we enjoy his stress?"

"Where are his parents? I couldn't find a death register, nor an adoption one. It is hidden because someone big is related to him, isn't he?" Taehyung kept checking the room, seeing how the clothes were all messed around.

"I- He never talks about that."

"Hum." My ass.

Taehyung asked a couple of other questions while checking the room.

"Is there any possibility of he going traveling?"

The manager's eyes widened. "I- I don't think so... He's just come back from a small tour. We were planning to travel abroad for another one in a couple of weeks, it would be announced next Monday.."

"If I'm not wrong he revealed himself as bisexual. He must have felt the pressure from the company. I bet that medicine is some type of emotional controller, sedative, or similar. It may be a lot for some, especially famous ones."

"Was he under any prescription?" The manager froze and the detective didn't wait for an answer. "Which one?

He opened the wardrobe and noticed the perfect space for a box, but no box around. "Why so unease, Mr. manager?"

"It was to help him sleep. I can't remember the name and didn't find it here..."

He realized the guy kept walking behind him as if waiting to jump on him "if I found something, I wonder if he would steal from my hand and run away."

"Do you need to walk behind me from this close? You look like a hawk." Taehyung pointed out the tense man. "Do you know what could have been here?" The detective asked pointing to the corner of the empty wardrobe.

The man was startled for a few minutes. He stepped back "I-I don't. We are not that close. I-I'll wait in the living room."

'So suspicious.'

He looked under the bed, that should've been the first place, but he liked the suspense.

"Finally!"

He frowned. Looked around, but there was no sign of anyone.

"Have you tried to call him?" He asked from afar. The man immediately came back.

"Thousands of times." said the manager immediately widening his eyes to the phone presence "First he didn't pick up, and after the call wasn't reaching."

Taehyung stands up with a phone." He turns it on and smirks "I guess he didn't want to talk to..." he checks the last calls from the block screen "Kim, I suppose that's you" the man nodded, "Suga Hyung." Yugyeom gulped "Were you guys having problems? Did you argue or something?"

"N-no, after every show he liked to be on his own for some time. For resting, he's the lonely type."

"Liked? So far he's been treating Jungkook as alive. In the present tense. Why past now? Was it an old habit of Jungkook? Did something change recently?"

"But that day he went to the studio with you, didn't he? Why would you guys call him so desperately?" I frown hard and lift my chin. I'm sure he's scared. Everybody says this face I make can cause someone to pee. Pee, peasant, pee. I don't know why I'm so angry at him.

"It-it was just to check if he-he got home safely. He got a Taxi when he left, I- I came to check on him and there was just a mess left, I went straight to the cops."

"I'm not convinced"

"I'll take it to the head of the technology department. Shall we see 'Sugar Hyung?'"

"It's Suga"

Taehyung looked back at the manager, who tilted his head in confusion. "Shall we go?"

Taehyung handed everything found and some pictures he took to Mark. He also asked for a complete check out of the room for anything that wouldn't belong to the singer, digital prints, chemicals, anything.

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Mr. Manager is too busy trying to reach Suga producer, so why not have a walk? This is such a waste of time. Why so many corridors? These structures nowadays are a waste of money.

Although he had been complaining about the extent of the building, the excess of people and ornaments, he couldn't lie: the building was beautiful.

Taehyung picked up the schedule Kim's manager had given him, to check the room Jungkook used to practice in. The building was massive, rooms everywhere and every corner was a surprise, seeing a few famous singers or actors.

There were already a few officers who had done the first look-up on the whole building and checked the last time Jungkook was in the room.

"The only place that's worth seeing is the studio, sir. It's a mess there, officer Chang is waiting for you there."

"I wanna check every room he had any contact with." He said coldly and kept walking towards the practice room.

It was Big and empty of anything that could connect this place to a house. It's like his apartment. There is nothing that says a person was living here, JK was here.

For some reason, Taehyung walked toward the mirror

"Aaah!" He was startled. He cleaned his throat and looked around. For a moment, he thought he had seen something on his shoulder

"Come on, Kim..." he blamed the sleep deprivation.

Taehyung sat in the middle of the room. How the hell a person could dance like that. Yes, he was checking one of the singer's performances. He had light movements and was very assertive. His body moved with the soft song then tense and strong movements. Is that even possible? I'd probably tie myself in a knot or break a leg.

"Love you so bad, love you so bad. Mold a pretty lie for you. He's talking about some deep shit here"

Taehyung felt his face warming up and cleaned his throat.

"The kid has got muscles."

Before he felt lazy for being out of shape, he felt the soft wind blowing his hair and immediately stood up, "The hell!" There was nothing more panicking for Kim Taehyung than not knowing how something happened. He breathed in relief when he concluded the blame was on the air conditioner, which was only three meters away from him. Too far from the place he was sitting, but it worked to keep his sanity.

He walked a bit more, and Jungkook's places were all dull. There weren't any pictures or colored things. It was all black, white, and every gray in between.

"Who the fuck are you?"

Taehyung pointed his badge on his belt. "Kim Taehyung. I'm the detective in charge of Jk's case. You are?"

"And what the fuck are you doing here, sitting, instead of looking for him?" Taehyung kept his blank face and raised an eyebrow at the aggressive tone of the other. A small part of him wondered if using the gun and calling it contempt towards officials would be too dramatic.

"Have you seen him? Sugar, I suppose that's you. 'Cause I haven't. I can't look for a person whom I know nothing about. Maybe you can enlighten me."

The man was a bit breathless, his green hair was messy, and his eyes had deep purple circles. He looks desperate.

"It's Suga."

"Shall we talk?" The man sighed and looked away. "I'm the best you will get. I can see you're worried. Why don't we start by going to his real home, and then we'll talk about the fight you and his manager had with him?"

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I can't believe I did it T.T... I thought I'd never upload this story. But I thrived! muahahaha

What are your thoughts about it so far? Next chapter we'll have Jungkook's Triumphal Entry... I guess it's next kkk

Plus, I won't ensure pictures for all the chapters. I'm sorry in advance!

Writing a case is extremely exciting but a bit confusing. If you see anything wrong, pretend dementia and bear with me. You can also point out and make questions about it, there might have a reason for it to be like that.

I hope you enjoyed it! See you next chapter~~~

Ookami,

Stay healthy and happy ~~