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Jimin's POV

I sigh as I walk back to my car. The accident took longer to deal with than expected. Thankfully no one was injured, although one of the drivers was really close to beating the other driver black and blue. Luckily, we were able to handle the situation. I open the door to my car and move to sit down. Just as I'm about to sit, Officer Lee approaches me. I look at him, confused as to what he could possibly want. Officer Lee is one of the few men in the force that is very kind to me, even though I make mistakes. Since the day I joined as a rookie officer, he offered me his kindness. "Officer Park. You should head back to the station and call it a night. It's pretty late. If I remember correctly you get off at 8:30. It's currently 9' o clock," Officer Lee says to me.

I nod my head, "I'm just going to make one more round before heading back home." This isn't something odd for me, I've been working way later than I have to in order to prove my worth. Officer Lee frowns, "Alright. Just don't stay out to late okay. Have a goodnight, Officer Park."

"You too, Officer Lee," I reply as I shut the door to my car and buckle up. I pull away and make my way onto the main road. There isn't many people on the road as I drive. I stop at a stoplight and glance at the time, 9:15. My shift ended a while ago, yet I feel like I should stay out just a bit longer. It isn't that late, I could still drive around for another thirty minutes or so.

Those thirty minutes turned into an hour. I sigh as I circle the block once again. No one was speeding and the night seems to be very peaceful. Still, I'm out here circling the street like a madman. I stop at another stoplight and my stomach grumbles. I frown, trying to remember the last time that I ate. I grabbed an apple this morning before I left to go to the station, I think. I decide to get something to eat before making my way home. I start to drive again as the light turns green. I pass by multiple fast-food places and restaurants. I keep driving right by them. I had a specific place I wanted to go to. I just so happen to know the owner of the place. I pull up in front of a simple, yet elegant restaurant. The parking lot is fairly empty, most likely due to the fact that most people don't eat dinner at 10:30. I park my car and climb out. I make sure that I have my gun, handcuffs, and walkie-talkie with me. It's better to be safe, than sorry. I lock the car door and make my way to the entrance of the restaurant. I open the door and am greeted by none other than the owner himself. "Hello. Welcome to....." Jin says before recognizing who it is, "Jimin-ah! I haven't seen you in so long! How are you doing?"

I smile, "Hello, Jin hyung. I'm well."

"What are you doing here at this time? Are you still on duty?" Jin asks, "Oh....you must be hungry. Let me make you your favorite." Jin makes his way to the kitchen gesturing for me to follow him. "Where's the rest of your staff?" I ask following him.

"Answer my questions first," Jin replies grabbing a pot.

I groan, "I hate it when you say that, hyung. I'm hungry, so I came to the best place in town. I am still on duty. I'll be done soon though."

"I'm glad that my cooking is up to your standards. It's kind of late for an officer to still be on duty, though. Almost 11," Jin says as he grabs vegetables and rinses it under the water, "Than, again. What do I know?" I nod my head and avoid making eye contact. Jin hyung always seemed to know when I was lying, apparently my face gave it away. I didn't want to be scolded by Jin for overworking myself again. Neither of us spoke and the room fell into silence. The only sound that could be heard is the chopping of vegetables. Jin looks at me, "You're pretty quiet there, Jimin. Something wrong?" I shake my head, giving him a phony smile. He looks at me a tad bit skeptical before focusing on cooking my meal. I was thinking back to a few hours ago. Yoongi hyung and his words of advice. There's a chance I am a bit too hard on myself. Sometimes I just can't help it. There's just a part of me that wants to prove to everyone that I deserve to be where I am. Suddenly, my walkie-talkie goes off. Jin looks over at me as he seasons a piece of meat. I smile back at him and pick up my walkie-talkie from my side. "Officer Park? Are you still driving around? I thought you said you would only be making one more round. Its 11 now. You told me that at 9. You should really head back and get some rest. Never know what tomorrow may bring," Officer Lee says to me. Jin gives me a look that says he is upset with me. I look at him sheepishly, "Why are you still at the station Officer Lee?

"I had some paperwork to finish. I'm done now and was on my way home when I realized that you never came back. So, I called in to check on you," Officer Lee replies.

"I just stopped to get something to eat. I'll turn in for the night after I finish eating," I explain. The answer I gave seemed to satisfy the elder officer. He said his goodbyes and I place my walkie-talkie back to its rightful place. Jin has already begun to boil the vegetables and grill the meat. "I thought you said your shift was still going. You shouldn't lie to me. I'm your hyung, aren't I? Why did you lie?" Jin asks while preparing rice.

I look at the floor a tad bit ashamed, "I didn't want you to get mad at me. You always tell me not to overwork myself and I have been. I didn't want to disappoint you."

"I wouldn't have been mad at you. I would be a bit upset that you are pushing yourself when you don't need to, but not mad. You couldn't ever disappoint me Chim. You're amazing," Jin replies placing a bowl of rice in front of me. He hands me chopsticks and places some kimchi on top of the rice. I begin to eat and nod my head at his words. "Just try not to lie to me," Jin says as he places the cooked vegetables onto a plate. He does the same with the meat. He shuts off the stove and brings the plate of food over to me. "Alright, Jin hyung. Thank you for making me food," I say picking up a veggie and popping it into my mouth.

"You're welcome," Jin says as he places the dirty pan and pot into the sink, "So, how are you doing Jimin? I haven't talked to you in a while. How are things at work?"

"I'm doing well, hyung. Work is alright," I say, "What about you?"

"I'm good, Jimin-ah," Jin replies, "What's it like being an actual police officer? You worked really hard to get where you are today. Did it all pay off?" I answer Jin's questions while I eat. He begins to clean the dishes and the rest of the kitchen. As he does so, we talk about what's going on in our lives. We catch up with one another. Jin tells me how his restaurant is flourishing and the good reviews he gets on his food. I tell him about the men at the station and some of the things I do on a daily basis. I try to not tell him about my struggles, but somehow it all comes out. All of the difficulties I have, and the stress I feel come pooling out of my mouth. Jin listens attentively and comforts me. I look at him with a small smile, thankful for his kindness. I tell him why I've been pushing myself to do better. "I just want to prove that I'm not just some rookie who was all that in school only to fail when they make it to the real thing. I've been really focused on doing the best I can. I've been staying out later, trying to catch anyone doing something unlawful. I review old cases and look over the list of uncaught criminals as often as I can. I'm doing everything I can to become a better officer. I don't think it's working though. I need to push myself just a bit more," I explain.

Jin shakes his head knowingly, "Jimin...you sound just like you did when you were starting out at the police academy. You pushed yourself to be the best of your class and then you burned yourself out. Remember, you were sick for a week. I'm sure that you are doing just fine. You can only do so much, Jimin."

"That's the thing, hyung. I don't think I'm doing enough. I still am nowhere near the level as the other officers. I'm just a little kid compared to all of them. I'm not even that important to the force. If I wasn't there, maybe the police department could protect the town a bit better," I say solemnly.

Jin stares at me, "Stop comparing yourself to the other officers. You are great at what you do, don't let anyone tell you otherwise. The police department is lucky to have someone like you among their ranks. Don't be so hard on yourself." I nod, knowing that Jin hyung is right. "When is the last time you ate? You look really thin. Have you been getting enough rest? Are you even taking care of yourself?" Jin says looking at me from head to toe.

"That's kind of sudden. You're not my mother, Jin hyung. You don't have to fuss over me," I say scratching the back of my neck.

Jin scoffs, "Well, I didn't even think about the fact that you may not be taking care of yourself until you said you were focusing more on work than anything else. Of course, I have to fuss over you. I'm your hyung. It's part of the job. Now answer my questions."

"I had an apple earlier today. I did sleep last night, but I woke up pretty early. Obviously, I'm taking care of myself," I reply finishing up my food. Jin takes my dirty dishes and places them in the sink. He quickly washes them and places them on a drying rack.

Jin clucks his tongue to the roof of his mouth, "How many hours of sleep did you get? I want specifics. Only an apple, no wonder you look so thin. You need to eat more food."

"I do eat, when I get the chance. Uh, about 5 hours. I think," I say to Jin, awaiting for his outburst. Jin looks at me in shock before going on a full blown rant. I knew this was going to happen. "Ah! Five hours. Jimin, you need to take care of yourself. How many times have I told you that you shouldn't overwork yourself?! You have a bunch of other officers that are on your team that are more than willing to help you do some of the work. No one is expecting you to do everything. Take a break. Get some more sleep and eat more food. Focus on yourself and not on your profession all the time," Jin exclaims.

I shake my head, "But, hyung. I have to be focused on my job most of the time. If I'm not people could get hurt."

"Jimin. How long have I known you?" Jin asks.

I frown, "Um, three years, I think."

"Yes, so you should trust me. I've known you since you first started at the police academy. I've seen you push yourself to do better and it only had a negative effect. If you don't take care of yourself people will get hurt. If you're not healthy you won't be able to do anything. Being focused will have nothing to do with it. I know that you want to prove yourself, but you can't do that if you don't take care of yourself first. You well-being matters. It should matter more than anything else. Work is nothing compared to your life. You are putting your life at risk by not eating or sleeping. You may want to prove yourself, but you'll never get to do that if you die. I don't like talking about things like that or being that serious. But, if it gets you to take consideration of my words I will do it. I worry about you, Jimin-ah. I just want you to stay safe." Jin explains, "Just promise me that you will take care of yourself." I blink a couple of times, letting Jin hyung's words register in my mind. He's right. My life is more important than any amount of work. I never really thought of it that way. "I will take care of myself. I promise, Jin hyung," I say looking at Jin. Jin nods his head and cracks a small smile. I smile back. Neither of us talk and silence falls over the room again. Jin is the one to speak up first, "Let's lighten the mood shall we. Oooooo....I can tell you a new joke. I got one or two that I've been wanting to share." I groan quietly. "It's funny. Promise. You'll laugh. They're great," Jin says, "How many tickles does it take to make an octopus laugh?" I look at him with a confused look, not really knowing where this is going to go. "Ten-tickles," Jin says already laughing at his own joke. I face palm as Jin continues to laugh. "Why must you tell such terrible dad jokes? It's so painful to listen to you say them," I groan, "You're so odd. Why did that joke even pop into your head? How can someone come up with something that awful?"

Jin glares at me, "Ah! I'm your hyung! How dare you call me odd! I'll tell you another one. This one will make you laugh. You will regret saying those words..."

"Sure, hyung, sure," I say awaiting the next bad pun.

"What's Forrest Gump's password?" Jin asks pausing a few seconds before revealing the answer, "1forrest1." Jin began laughing instantly and I couldn't help but join in. That one was a bit funny. We laugh for a few more minutes before calming down. A smile is still on my face as I look a Jin. I glance at his facial features and frown when an unknown phrase pops into my head. Worldwide Handsome. It made sense, yet at the same time no sense at all. I've always know that Jin hyung was good-looking, yet this phrase was something new. At the same time it was something old and something that I feel I should be used to hearing. It only gets weirder when the phrase playing in my head is being said by the very man in front of me. "Jin hyung? Um, have you ever called yourself worldwide handsome?" I say, "I know it's kind of a weird question, but the phrase just popped into my head and you were the one saying it so..."

Jin frowns at my words, "No, I don't think so. Although that does have a nice ring to it. Mr. Worldwide Handsome. Must be a nice title to have. Even though, I doubt I would ever call myself that. I am handsome, or at least that's what some of my customers have said. But, I doubt I'm worldwide handsome. There is probably way better looking men in other parts of the world. Maybe you just heard it on the radio or a movie or something like that."

"Yeah, maybe. Or I could just be really tired. I should head back home. Thank you for dinner, Jin hyung. And thank you for your words of advice. How much do I owe you?" I say.

Jin shakes his head, "You don't owe me anything. Just go and get some rest. Oh, and I expect to hear from you more often." I nod my head and say my goodbyes. "Have a goodnight, Jimin-ah," Jin says with a wave of his hand. As I walk back to my car the phrase still plays through my head like a broken record. It seems like something I should recognize, but no matter how much I try I can't remember it. I shake my head trying to clear it. This is probably just because I haven't been resting enough. It's late already and am probably just coming up with nonsense. I climb back into my car and pull out of the parking lot.

Unknown's POV

The man grimaces as he watches a video feed. Allowing two of the former BTS members to become friends was a major risk. It seemed rather harmless, though. Neither of them had any recollection of events that happened in their real lives. That is until tonight. It didn't seem like either of them was going to discover what happened anytime soon though. He would rather not interfere with the lives of the former Bangtan Boys. It was very risky to do so. He would just have to continue to monitor the former idol group's actions.

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