Sinister || YeonBin/TaeGyu AU✔

Part 2: chapter 10

Four figures jumped out of the car as soon as it came to a halt, their faces enveloped in a harassing panic and fear. Torture glimmered in their eyes like a twinkle of the sun as they ran towards the silver-coloured car with loud screams of anguish and agony, terror of a taken life. It was painful. It felt like the world was turning into ruins in front of their eyes when they were watching the dead body of their friend in the car, a friend who was mercilessly killed right when he was left alone in a fear of death, right when he needed their help the most. And now they were screaming from the arms of the police, yelling at him to spare at least a single glance at them, but Hoseok's eyes only continued to look in front in such a way as if they were already tired of being empty and lifeless, but still open to the brutal world which had sacrificed him in order to feed its ego and drink blood to suppress its thirst.

"Hey! Stop!"

"Hoseok!", Namjoon was yelling at the top of his lungs, his eyes desperately looking for any possible flicker of life in his dear friend as his hands kept harshly shaking his body.

Everyone's faces were revealed in desperation. It was haunting them like a dark, dangerous force. There were tears on Taehyung's, Jungkook's and Seokjin's faces while Namjoon was completely pale, not even a single tear streaming down his face as he was revealed to that kind of pain for the first time. It was the first time to feel like his heart was being torn apart forcefully when he was watching his dead friend in the car. His mind was feeling like it was paralysed and he had difficulty believing his own eyes. No matter how many times he took a look at him, he couldn't believe that he was dead. That he had left them that easily, without any warning sign or goodbye. However, the longer he stared at him, the more he was coming to the realisation, the conclusion that he was gone forever. That he would never be back again from the embrace of death.

"Oh god!", words fell out of his mouth like a faint whisper, like a murmur of pain. He took a stumbling step backwards as he put his hands on both sides of his head, his heart palpitating awfully as if it was giving him mini heart attacks, "No", he let out a faint voice, his knees going straight towards the ground, plopping on it in a heavy, painful manner, "No"

Taehyung was bent to Jungkook's body who had kneeled down and was crying bitterly into his palms. He was holding his face to his chest while he himself shed hot tears and let them fall into the younger's head, soaking his raven strands.

"No", Namjoon kept saying as he stood on the ground alone, his fingers squeezing his hair out of stabbing pain, his head shaking from side to side, "No", he choked out, a single tear falling on his face which made him feel like he was melting like a snowball. He didn't even remember what having tears on his face felt like. It had been ages since he last cried. And now, it felt weird. Very unfamiliar and dangerous. One tear was followed by another and it continued like that until he didn't become a crying mess, hot liquid flowing down his face like the river.

"Sir", he felt the policeman bending down to him, "Sir, we're taking his body for the medical examination. Are you his relative?"

Namjoon wiped his tears, trying to catch his breath, "H-he-", he said between his cries, "He was my friend"

The policeman nodded his head, his eyes looking at the male in a sorrowful manner, "I'm so sorry for your friend, sir. Please, come to the police station with us. We need your cooperation to find the culprit"

Namjoon remained silent, not responding to the statement of the policeman. There was no way he was going to cooperate. Maybe the government knew about the existence of werewolves, but the others didn't and finding that out could create panic in people. He tried to calm himself down, to get hold of himself and act smart. He couldn't even think of the possible person who could murder his friend. Why would anyone do that? Hoseok had never brought any harm to anyone.