TAEHYUNG POV

Hand in hand, we walked down the streets together.

There was something about Hyosung.

She seemed familiar, but yet I sensed danger.

I looked down to see her face, to find her blushing.

I smiled, squeezing her hands, and she jumped up in surprise.

She turned away, but I noticed a slight pink shade appearing on her cheeks.

zzzzzz

She let go of my hand, digging into her bag, to grab her phone.

'' I have to go. '' She told me, throwing her phone into her bag.

'' Why? '' I asked, frowing.

She looked at me apologetically, '' I'm sorry Taehyung. We'll meet one another next time. '' before she ran off to the ther direction.

HYOSUNG POV

'' How could you let them go?! '' I screamed, my arms crossed.

The two guards looked down, not saying anything.

'' Do you know what you two idiots just did? '' I asked.

They looked up slightly, nodding their heads.

'' What are you going to do about this? '' I asked again.

None of them spoke up.

I frowned, '' You two better find them.  I don't care how, but do it. ''

They nodded their heads, walking out of the room.

I shook my head, still frowning.

'' You're mean. ''

I turned around, finding Jimin leading against the doorframe.

I smiled, '' They let Seohyun and Mi Cha go. That isn't a big deal at all. '' i said sarcastically.

'' We will find them eventually. '' Jimin stated.

I rolled my eyes, '' It isn't that easy Jimin. ''

'' Not if I didn't put tracking devices on them. ''

I raised my eyebrow, walking towards Jimin.

Holding up his phone, a map appeared on the screen.

I smiled, '' Their passports are with us right? ''

He nodded, and I grabbed a bag.

'' Let's see, their phones are here too. ''

'' Let's go. ''

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'' Where is this place? '' I asked, as we stepped out of the car.

Looking around, we were surrounded with trees, no buildings, except the little wooden hut infront of us.

Jimin ignored my question, taking a step foward to get a closer look of the hut.

'' Are you sure this is safe? '' I asked, placing my handgun into my backpocket.

He nodded his head, '' There are about 10 officers behind you, '' reminding me.

I turned around, but can't help to feel afraid.

What if they were with Taehyung? 

I mentally slapped myself, Taehyung is a criminal, and he ought to get a punishment for what he have done.

Jimin took a step foward again, standing infront of the wooden door.

He nodded his head towards the door, leaning his right shoulder against it.

I stepped foward, placing my left shoulder against it, so that I was facing Jimin.

1,2,3.. 

Jimin mouthed, as we pushed the door open.

We raised our guns, slowly looking around the room.

'' They're not here. '' I stated, frowning.

'' Look around, I will go to that room. '' Jimin whispered.

I nodded, walking slowly towards the room on the left.

Pushing the door slightly, a shadow shone against the wall.

I breathed, 1 2 3.

Kicking the door open, I raised my gun, pointing at the back of the person.

'' Put your hands up! '' I shouted, holding my stance.

The person turned around slowly, '' Why are you here? ''

I smirked, '' Mi Cha, I really should be asking you that question. ''

She frowned, grabbing a knife on the table, aiming towards my head, and flung it.

I immediately ducked, raising my gun higher.

'' Mi Cha, sit. We'll talk. ''

'' We don't need to talk. ''

Taking a step foward, I lowered my gun.

'' How about now? ''

She frowned, swinging her right leg towards me.

Dodging it, I flung my right fist to her face.

Falling, she grabbed my leg to pull me down.

I struggled out of her grip, holding onto my gun.

Using my left leg, I kicked her hand a multiple of times, and she finally released her hand.

I got up quickly, placing my leg on her shoulder, pinning her down.

'' Shall we talk at the station again? ''

⇔

Slamming my hand on the table, I looked at them in the eye.

'' Why did you escape? ''

Mi Cha punched her fist against the chair she was handcuffed to, refusing to answer.

I raised an eyebrow, lowering my head to look at her.

'' Mi Cha? Why don't you answer the question. ''

She looked up, frowning, '' You have been in contact with Taehyung, right? ''

I was taken aback, '' Yes, I have. ''

She scoffed, '' What are trying to do? ''

'' I'm trying to investigate Mi Cha. Maybe if you told me everything, I wouldn't have to resort to this. ''

She rolled her eyes, '' You're still going to arrest him. ''

I frowned, '' Why wouldn't I arrest a murderer? And I do not arrest people, I investigate. ''

She frowned, '' But Taehyung isn't a murderer! ''

I threw down the file onto the table, '' We have evidence here Mi Cha. ''

Using her free hand, she picked up the file, before flipping it open.

Gruesome pictures filled it, as she flipped over each page slowly.

'' Taehyung didn't do this. ''

I nodded, '' Then did you do this? ''

She looked away, '' I-I did. ''

I nodded again, making sure I recorded everything.

'' Then can you explain why Taehyung's fingerprints were on the body too? '' I asked again.

'' I can't tell you why. ''

I frowned, but nodded again, leaving the room.

'' Are you going to stop contacting Taehyung now? ''

I shrugged, '' But you didn't tell me anything.. but you're guilty. ''

I slammed the door shut, looking at the police officer.

I grabbed my notebook from him, crossing out Mi Cha's name.

'' Mi Cha, guilty. '' 

⇔

A FEW WEEKS LATER

'' I'm sorry for leaving early the previous time. '' I apologised.

Taehyung smiled, '' It's fine. Shall we get going now? ''

I nodded my head, as he led me into the car.

This was my second date with Taehyung.

'' Where are we going today? '' I asked, flipping the radio channels.

Keeping his eyes on the road, '' The bowling alley. ''

Finally settling with a channel, I leaned back against the chair.

'' Bowling alley? I like bowling! '' I said cheerfully, swaying my head gently to the rhythm of the song.

'' Really? I like bowling too. '' 

'' Are you good at it? '' I asked.

He smirked, '' Of course. ''

⇔

'' Are you sure you're holding it right? '' I asked.

Taehyung looked back, starting to laugh.

He turned his attention to the lane, holding his bowling ball up, letting it go, as it slide down the floor.

8 pins.

He turned around shocked, as he striked a pose.

I chuckled, as he grabbed the other ball.

I looked at it, it was a spilt. There was no way he was going to get that.

'' You're not going to get that. ''

He raised an eyebrow, before taking his position, letting the ball go.

It hit the pin on the left, before sliding it over to hit the pin on the right. A spare.

I widened my eyes, as Taehyung did a celebratory cheer.

'' You didn't.. ''

He smirked, '' But I did! '' 

I frowned, standing up, grabbing the ball.

I stood in position, striked a pose, and let it slide smoothly down the lane.

Hitting the pin on the center, it knocked down the remaining pins.

I turned around in excitement, raising my hand in excitement.

'' I DID IT! '' 

Taehyung clapped his hands, standing up.

'' Congrats. '' He said sarcastically, as I chuckled.

Forgetting about this being a fake date.

⇔

'' I can't believe you won. '' I mumbled, as we returned our bowling shoes to the counter.

He smiled, '' Expect the unexpected. I will get your shoes for you. ''

I nodded my head, grabbing my phone.

Turning it on, there was a message from Jimin.

How is it going? -JM

Oh right, this isn't a date. 

I mentally slapped myself, dropping my phone to my side.

'' Is anything wrong? '' Taehyung asked, returning with his shoes in his hands, mine in the other.

I shook my head, grabbing my shoes from him, '' Thanks. ''

He smiled, sitting next to me, putting on his shoes.

'' Shall we get going? '' he asked, after I tied my shoelace.

I nodded, both of us getting up.

'' Did you have fun? '' Taehyung asked, sneaking his arm behind my back, placing his palm on my waist.

I nodded my head excitedly, I was honest, it was really alot of fun.

He smiled, '' I did too. ''

I smiled to myself alittle, making sure he doesn't catch that expression.

'' When is the next time I'll see you? '' I asked.

His hand left my waist, as he turned around to face me.

My waist felt bare without his touch.

'' Next week? ''

I thought for awhile before nodding my head, '' Do you have anything in mind? ''

He nodded his head, '' It's a surprise. ''

⇔

'' So.. you're saying you had so much fun, you forgot you are a spy? ''

I nodded my head innocently, as Jimin sighed.

'' Hyosung, he is a criminal. Criminal! ''

'' I know that! '' I retorted.

'' Then why? ''

I shrugged, '' Maybe because I like bowling. ''

Jimin groaned, sitting next to me.

'' Hyosung, remember. He is a criminal. ''

I nodded, biting my lips.

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SO AFF CLOSED DOWN FOR A FEW HOURS.

I was panicking, but thank god it's back ;-;