Jungkook's POV:

I hadn't been sleeping well after meeting y/n.

Not that I ever did.

I was in a state of falling in and out of sleep with no idea when I was asleep.

I had agreed to help her investigate...

What was I supposed to say? I was her only friend.

And enemy.

It was so ironic I couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity.

Did I intend to let her catch me?

No.

She couldn't catch me. She was just a girl. If the police have never caught me, who the hell is she?

But then my does my heart sink at the thought of her finding out it was me?

Maybe I can throw her off if I accompany her; mislead her.

Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea to help her after all...

Sighing, I tried to drift back to sleep.

 

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The sound of my phone blaring woke me up. I was drenched in sweat.

I knew I had been dreaming... but what was it about?

I looked at the phone. Y/n.

"Hello?"

"Kook? Er- were you asleep?," she sounded embarrassed at having woken me up.

I looked at the clock. 1 pm.

"No, I just woke up. What is it?"

"Well," she started. "Daddy wouldn't let me go out and besides you said you'd help me..."

She was too shy to ask me to come over but I understood what she was saying.

"I'll be there."

 

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My mind was still trying to figure out what I had dreamt about as I walked up to her room.

But to no avail.

I rarely ever forgot my dreams.

When I walked in, she was already sitting on the bed, waiting for me.

It actually felt good to see her in clothes other than those depressing hospital ones.

Her bandage visible from the neck of her shirt, I asked, "How's the shoulder?"

I couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt at that.

"Oh this?," she touched her shoulder lightly. "I can't move my arm above my head but it's better now." She was smiling.

I stayed silent.

"Let's go, shall we?," she said.

"Where?"

"Crime scene."

As we drove to the mall on my bike, I couldn't help but feel relieved.

It's been a few days, the crime scene would have been contaminated...

...and it wasn't like I left any clue there anyway.

Turns out I wouldn't have to do much to throw her off trail.

Y/n was quiet all this time. I knew she was reliving those moments when I shot her...

So I didn't say a word, because I too, was doing just that.

I followed her up to the fifth floor, a little shocked that she still remembered.

She walk