Two males stared into a white bag that once was filled with pure trash. Laying as the last product of a dead woman was a yellow wrapping which was incriminating. It had been about a minute since the two had discussed in hushed tones how to get it out. Along with the wrapper there was a can which was noticed after it just sitting about as well. The last two items had been left there on purpose as so one could fool the camera while the other escaped.

"Put your hand in there as if we're reaching for it at the same time." Jimin whispered his idea to Taehyung. "Take the paper and shove it under my glove."

Taehyung did as told, he reached into the bag at the same time as did Jimin. He wasted no time in shoving the wrapper under his teammate's blue glove while all at the same time seeming confused by something Jimin had said. Once the deed was gone they took hold of the can and disposed of it as well as the bag in which they dropped it in. At last the disgusting job was done and over. They headed back inside to clean themselves up. It was in the bathroom that Jimin took the wrapping into a plastic bag which he discreetly then put away in his jacket's pocket. Doing so was easy and the tension for the two ended there.

Eventually the clock struck the new hour with happy sighs of those at the police station. Many happy faces with bags in hands walked around the station saying goodbye to each other as the hardest day of the week was ended. Four males in particular could not express themselves such way for they were forced to keep themselves put until the three remaining in their team returned with somewhat of a report so they could give theirs.

"Coffee?"

Jimin looked up to the happy face of his teammate, Hoseok and then the cup in his hand. Gladly the male the cold drink into his. He muttered gratitude for the giving of the drink before sipping it slowly. The man sat himself where Yoongi usually did and brought himself the slightest bit closer to Jimin. He had been around for some time but Jin had taken him away to type up a report.

"There was nothing to worry about." Hoseok muttered. "The house was clean."

"No sign of more guns?"

"None. Tae did a background check on him and from the looks of it the male was conservative. It's odd for a weapon to have been in his home but given it was stored behind a tile in the bathroom something tells me it wasn't his."

Jimin nodded thoughtfully as he thought over the hypothesis. Really the gun was completely unexpected and they had no way to even attempt trying to guess what he had been used for. The bullets had been found in it and according to the expert it wasn't sure the man had even fired it before, his finger never touched the trigger. Hoseok stood as Jin entered their vision. He patted Jimin in a tiredly fashion that communicated his physical state through it. Jimin could feel it. He could feel the soreness in the male's muscles, the exhaustion in not just his body but his mind. Hoseok was just about done with the day as they would be soon for seconds later the three waited for teammates entered through the door. Everyone stood to greet them.

Namjoon and Jungkook stopped in front everyone with a soft greeting while Yoongi kept himself going until he was at his partner. The two exchanged only a half a second glance before Jimin's eyes disappeared to the male's side. Lips were place on the elder's pale cheek to indicate the finding. They did not linger in the action for the clearing of a throat called clear for there not to be any more time with attention elsewhere.

"Nothing."

"We checked thoroughly, the house is ordinary." Jungkook said. "The most interesting thing we found was an old film which the son of the woman was nice enough to let me have. From there her house was like any cat lady's you can imagine. Floral patterns and plastic covering the couch, plain normal."

There were sighs of disappointment among the group as they heard what information had been brought back to them. Namjoon confirmed to have checked the home thoroughly. Given the time they returned, his claim was most likely true. He promised they'd all exchange full details on the case tomorrow but for now everyone should just go on to get some rest. It was clear just by the faces of the detectives that the break was very much needed. There was promise to regroup a little later than usual the next day which caused a cheer among the group.

"I'll take you home."

Jimin looked to the owner of the voice. Yoongi did not look over and Jimin did not say anything more than a small thank you. The two did not speak anymore until they were sitting in Yoongi's car about two blocks from the station.

"So maybe you were right?"

"Maybe." Jimin muttered. "Let's talk about it tomorrow. Hoseok suggested breakfast before clock in time to talk. He said he didn't find anything but he's got theories."

Yoongi agreed in doing that with no complain or sarcastic remark. They drove with the noise of the radio until they were stopped in front of the apartment building. Despite the tiredness, both mentally and physical, Jimin did not have the urge to rush out of the car and rush into his apartment. There was a want in him though, it was strong.

"Yoongi, would you like to come in for a drink?" Jimin asked with not a single quiver to his voice as he had expected. "Perhaps we can come up with some explanations between you and I?"

There was no hesitation to an answer on the elder's part. He took the offer with the excuse that a drink was very much needed after such a day. They rode up the elevator, just the two of them until the floor below their intended one was stopped on. The couple they had seen before got on, looking as happy as an human would want to be. Jimin's eyes drifted from them to his partner who instead of disgusted was looking at them curiously. When they got off there was not a comment like the last time.

"You must be in a good mood." Jimin chuckled. "You're not annoyed."

Yoongi sighed. "Too tired, need some acohol."

The need of the male was fulfilled minutes later when the two sat side by side on the white couch that was the gem of Jimin's living room. Their eyes were planted on the television which displayed the news of their area, the murder case was on television.

"This has been the second hit and run this week when Parson..."

Jimin drew his attention away from the television to look at Yoongi. He was interesting sight, more than the one of a bleeding woman on a side walk who had been shot in the head. His pale skin was glowing more from the light of the television. It was dim in the room, as set by the setting of the apartment lights. The man's eyes were full of focus as he put all his attention on to what the news anchor had to say of the situation. He was good looking. It wasn't Jimin's first time realizing this but it was his first time truly acknowledging the man's beauty.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer."

Brown eyes met brown eyes with a smirk. Jimin smiled for he did not know what else to do, he had no excuse as last time. The cat the he used last time was not in sight to put the blame on. He had been caught.

"Phone's in the kitchen."

"Want mine?"

The smirk on Yoongi's face grew even wider as his cockiness grew. Jimin shook his head but he did not back down from their exchange. He took a sip of his red whine, not bothering to look away from his partner. It could have been the substance flowing from the drink through both males that brought them closer together or it could have been pure instinct but they got close without a word. Gazes were set on each other as though it was how they were meant to communicate.

"You've got pretty eyes, nosy."

"Thank you."

One final sip, the last of the sip, was all that was needed for up tightness to be lost completely. The compliment triggered a hand to reach up for a pale face but instinct was what brought lips together into slow rhythmic movements. This time there was no excuse except that which was the truth to the action.

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Okay but like Hope's mixtape is gooooD, as expected from a king.

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