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Tomorrow is the trial day for the murder of 21-year old, Rose Sinclair. The judge would determine how long Park Jimin would be sentenced to jail. There are some claiming that he is innocent and shouldn't be kept in prison any longer while others remained convinced that he is guilty of the abusive murder. Which side is the judge on? Will justice be served? Stay tuned to breaking news tomorrow for more updates.

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"So this is it. Tomorrow is the day" I paced back and fourth around my room. Again, Jungkook is staying over at my apartment. He decided to make it permanent for us to live together, at least till we manage to solve this case.

He definitely has an overly concerned character for someone so young. But then again, he told me that if our relationship lasted, he would want us to rent a bigger apartment. Enough for a family of four.

Yes that little kiddo has already planned out our future together. I admire his confidence. It's not as if I don't want us to have a long-lasting relationship. I mean, you'll never know what will happen in time to come. Fate has its way of surprising you when you least expect it.

My pace quickened and I started to bite my nails due to the high intensity I'm feeling right now. A million thoughts running through my mind.

Do I have sufficient solid evidence? Would the judge be convinced? Am I ready to put forth a legit argument? Most importantly, would I be able to prove his innocence?

"Baby, calm down. You can do this, okay?" Jungkook grabbed me by the wrist, leaning closer to peck my lips. I deepen the kiss and I could feel Jungkook tense up a little. He release the kiss and said "Woah you must be really stressed out. You never did that before"

"Well there's always a first in everything" I winked at him with a smirk on my face. I don't usually or should I say never deepen the kiss, it's usually Jungkook since he is more.. Uncontrollable.

Jungkook was sitting down on the couch with his simple white t-shirt along with his grey sweatpants. He's slurping on his vanilla milkshake while scanning through the files for more evidence we can prove in court. It's nerve-wrecking. I'm a mess right now.

Come on Taehyung, pull yourself together for goodness sake.

"Oh by the way baby" he took another slurp of his milkshake leaving a tiny white mark on his lips "Jin hyung would be coming over in awhile"

I proceeded to sit on his lap and lick off the white mark on his lip "Noted" I replied as I leaned my head back. "Umm baby.. Can you erm.. Move your hand away please" I looked down at where my left hand was placed and notice a rather noticeable shape. I ignored his request and continued petting it making him more aroused.

"Baby please.. You know what I would do right if you continued"

I moved forward and whispered huskily to his ear "Then do it, babe"

I know the word babe would send shivers down his spine. I could see the desirable hunger in his eyes. Hungry for me. He carried me up and made his way to my bedroom. He threw me down the bed, slightly harsh but I didn't care. He removed his shirt before pouncing down on me, I dodged it by rolling over. Purposely trying to play around with him.

"Your aiming suck" I teased.

"Oh yeah? Watch me"

He used his left hand to handcuffed both my hands together while using his right leg to lock both my legs, sliding it under his.

"You sure you want to say that again?"

"Your. Aiming. Suck"

"Okay that's it. You're so gonna get it"

He was only inches away from dominating my lips when the doorbell rang. He let out an unsatisfied groan as he hesitantly got up from the bed, mumbling "Why does someone always have to interrupt.."

He put on his shirt while proceeding towards the door, with me trailing behind him. His hair was still scruffy as he opened up the door to welcome Seokjin, his cousin.

"Hey kiddos!" He cheerfully exclaimed but his eyes travelled from head to toe seeing how ungroomed we were despite only being at home. "Err did I interrupt something?"

"Oh it's nothing, hyung. Come on in!"

Inside, Jungkook introduced me to his cousin. Since Jin himself is in a homosexual relationship, Jungkook didn't have a problem introducing me as his boyfriend. As much as I hate to deny, I kinda like it. The fact that I'm his.

Seokjin is not only his cousin but also our lawyer for tomorrow's trial. He will be assisting us to present our case to the judge. I passed the paper which flew out from Jungkook files when he ran out for work the other day. All these while I kept it to myself, the younger one has no idea it's with me.

Right now he's at the kitchen, making coffee for the three of us. I discreetly discussed this out with Jin. "So.. Do you think this is enough?"

"Hmm maybe? But I doubt it's strong enough since Jimin is a blood type A as well"

"No I'm not referring to that part but this" I pointed to the another detail "They clearly have the profile of the suspect here. Jimin isn't that tall nor that heavy and he definitely doesn't have a tattoo. Why isn't the police doing anything?"

"Honestly, I have no idea but wait a tattoo you say?" I saw his face cringe as his head directed to the maknae. I started to become suspicious. Is he trying to signal something to me?

Once I start to see Jungkook making his way back, immediately I took the paper away and hide it under one of the files.

"So what are you two talking about?" He asked as he placed our mugs down on the table.

"Nothing much. Just prepping up for tomorrow" Jin answered as he started to collect himself together, writing down pointers and notes he should remember to say in court.

I smiled at Jungkook as he sat down beside me, placing his hand on my lap. "Hey, Jungkook. Can I ask you something?"

"Sure, anything!"

"Do you have a tattoo?"

"Yes I do! It's right here" he crossed his legs, slightly lifting up the bottom of his sweatpants on the right side, to reveal a tattoo of a revolver located on his ankle.

He faced me and ask "Why? You don't like it? Is it that bad?"

I spaced out a little. Is he the killer? That's why the police aren't doing anything cause they can't risk to capture their own man since it'll affect their reputation? But it can't be...

"Taehyung?" He lifted my chin to face him. "So you don't like it?"

"No no. In fact, I love it"

He leaned closer to plant a kiss on my cheek. "I'm glad you do, I really am"

I faked a smile as my thoughts started to linger. Is this kid pretending to be nice? Am I deceived? Or is it all in my head?

What the hell have I gotten myself into?

All these while..

Have I been living with the killer who framed my bestfriend?