March 09, Year 2016
Police Station Lobby

"Sir! I was just about to go to you."

"What is it soul mate?"

"There's someone that wants Jeon Jungkook."

"Oh, I bet son. He looked like a good capable man."

"No, sir. It's his friend."

Dongil raises an eyebrow. Right. He forgot to question Jungkook about the other spare key holders. He needed the dramatic exit.

A few steps into the lobby, Kim Taehyung's acid words pierce through Dongil's ears.

"You motherfuckers! Worthless police who drag kids to cells! You'll all rot in hell!"

"Hm, what a lovely kid."

Dongil smiles to Sihyuk at the counter. Sihyuk returns an exasperated sigh.

"The kid wants the baby boy in your cell. Give it to him. Bambam is already bleeding because of him."

"My baby boy is fermenting, like kimchi. What I would do for food right now..."

"You think your old tricks can work with these new generation kids? Look at that one, cursing at me like that!"

"I'll break him, too! Everyone has a breaking point."

Dongil leaves Sihyuk and approaches Taehyung by the lobby benches. He is currently being held down by three obviously tired police officers.

"Hey, son. Can we talk?"

"No!"

The yell startled Dongil. He had to stop for a moment to gather his senses.

Taehyung starts working up a spit towards him, but Dongil sees and flicks his forehead fast enough before he can shoot.

"Ddakbam!" Dongil says and laughs. The other police officers try to laugh with him.

This kid is pretty, pretty violent for such an angelic face. But pretty face or not, his reaction to the situation is way different from what was observed of Jungkook, even though they both had a loss. Two opposite edges, these two.

What stories does he have with him?

"Alright, you'll get your baby boy. I'll let you both off at the same time so you can straighten your stories. But first, you have to talk to me. Boys! Take this angel to interrogation room 2! Chop chop!"