"Are you sure he's in there?" Officer Kim asks as he turns to Officer Jung.
Officer Jung sighs, "Positive, like i said for the 15th time you asked that question."
Officer Kim smiles nervously while lowering his eye level to the ground, embarrassed over his little habit of asking the same question and forgetting that he asked it in the first place. They went back to looking at the old, wooden doll shop from across the road. You see, they have been doing this for weeks now, and all that the doll maker has done was run errands like getting food or new clothes and...banana milk? Anyway, this has not been the most successful watch out in both of their careers. Let's take a short road on memory lane.
Officer Jung Hoseok, 26, used to work as a stable boy when he was young but wanted to follow his dreams of becoming a cop and saving the ones who can't be saved. Which meant him to leave his family and friends. It hurt him but he knew he would make his family proud. Heartwarming, isn't it?
Officer Kim Namjoon, 25, has been a genius since he opened his eyes. He excelled in all of his classes, many wanted him to be someone in the political world but he chose to be an officer, why? Because his father was one. Wanted to follow in his father's footsteps because he saw how hard working his father was, especially when he risked his life to save others. He wanted to have a piece of his father with him.
The two of them have very interesting stories like everyone else. Their own uniqueness.
*** (In the Doll Store)
Jungkook was at his desk, wearing his black turtleneck with his glasses hanging at the bridge of his nose. He was deeply focused while writing down at rapid speed on a piece on paper. Someone approaches him slowly with a hot coco in their hand, gently grazing the cup as they made their way to Jungkook. Red hair rubbed on Jungkook's neck, leading to the action of back hugging Jungkook.
"Sigh Tae, I told you to not disturb me when I'm working." Jungkook says softly, making Taehyung giggle.
"I know but I can't help it." Taehyung says as he snuggles closer to Jungkook. "So, what is on your mind?" Taehyung looks at Jungkook intently.
"Our next move. The cops are starting to figure things out." Jungkook gazes hard on the paper in front of him. Taehyung hums in response, drifting his eyes close.
There was a bit of silence for a while. Jungkook made his eyes wander around his shop until his eyes met a shiny object in one of the boxes on the side of a shelf, it was a mask. The mask was dipped in all white and after it dried, the maker put a golden trim on the outside of it. Just then, Jungkook got a sinful idea. It made him smile but not an evil one...a sad one. He looked at the red hair that tickled his neck, "Shall we go dancing?"
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