And Everything Changed
by kaesm21
It was on May 19th 2015 that Jung Hoseok went missing.
And everything changed.
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Chapter One: Nostalgia, Warmth, and Whiskey
Kim Namjoon
Tuesday, February 18th, 2020
Portland, OR
The chair creaks slightly as Namjoon leans back into his office chair, a weary sigh on his lips. He drags his fingers through his hair, allowing his eyes to close. It’s another late night at the precinct, another night with nothing but his desk lamp as company. He’s used to this by now, but he’s not used to the sinking feeling of failure that washes over him every time he draws a blank. Regrettably, that’s still every night he does this.
In his other hand is the cold case file for his childhood best friend. Each night he looks at it, reads over the facts, he’s basically memorised it all by now. On the night of May 19th, 2015, Jung Hoseok was in a car accident off the side of Dyphiella Street on his way home from a party. His car was found, heavily damaged and dented, off the side of the road, but vacant of any living person.
Except there was blood. A lot of it. And all of it matched Hoseok’s DNA— no doubt it was his.
Namjoon’s heart still aches, like the soreness of muscles after overexertion. Only unlike soreness, this kind of ache never goes away, not truly. He might have moments where it’s not front and center like it is now, but it always lingers in the recesses of his mind. Four, nearly five, years is such a long time to have something occupy his thoughts like that, especially something so melancholic and painful.
With another sigh, he closes the file, unable to look at it anymore. Jung Hoseok was so much more than numbers in basic black and white font on the page-- he was everything. Warmth, laughter, love, excitement. The world is a much darker place without him, without that radiant smile. One case file isn’t enough to capture the kind of person he was, how much good he did for the ones he loved and how many people loved him. Seeing him reduced to just a file in a dusty cabinet stings like an agitated open wound in antiseptic.
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