Caught Red-handed  (Jungkook Investigator!au)

Jungkook x Reader Angst (includes swearing)

Words- 1,937

You are a well-known criminal, stealing money, jewellery and other miscellaneous items. However, things don’t go your way when the police show up at your door… 

“I can’t believe this” You say annoyed in the back of the squad car. You sat uncomfortably as the handcuffs behind you dug into your back. It all seemed to happen in a flash. All you saw were police entering your house yelling and now you are pulling up in front of the station. The cop driving the car stepped out and opened your door yanking you by the arm out. Inside the police station was loud and busy. Your eyes scanned the area finding any way to escape. Yet, even with the slightest pull, the police officer’s grip tightened on your arm. You felt some officer’s eyes on you, some you even saw travel around your body. Suddenly a man appeared in front of you, his arms crossed over his chest. 

“We’ve got you now, sweetheart”, he boasted sharply. 

You heard men round him laughing with delight. 

“I have no idea what you are talking about”, you lied.  

“We’ll soon find out, won’t we?”, he hissed, “Put her in the interrogation room” You were dragged along the corridor and the police opened a metal door. Inside were nothing but a table, a chair on each side of the table and a lamp dangling above it. The man sat you down on the chair and for the first time, he finally let you out of his grip. 

“The investigator will be in a moment”, he stated then exited the room. As soon as he shut the door you jumped up from the chair and made it to the door. You expected it but were still disappointed when you discovered it was locked. You let out a sigh of frustration and began walking around the room. Your plan is to deny all the allegations then head home like nothing happened.

Then the noise of the door being unlocked broke you out of your thoughts. The door opened and walked in a young man holding a thick file. Compared to the other officers in the police station, he seemed younger, wearing a suit instead of the typical uniform. You couldn’t help but admit he was very attractive. 

“(Y/F/N)?”, he said raising his eyebrow at you.

You nodded, your face expression straight. 

“Please have a seat”, the man said holding his hand out towards the seat close to you.

In silence, you sat down on the chair as he watched you. 

“I’m investigator Jeon, but you can call me Jungkook”, he said smiling and he held out his hand. 

You stared back at him, a little bit pissed as he knew you were in handcuffs. A smirk spread across his face as he opened his mouth, “Oh, excuse me I forgot you were in handcuffs”. 

You knew he was teasing you and trying to make you agitated. He walked behind the chair you were sitting on and realised the handcuffs with his key.  

“I bet that’s better, isn’t it?”, he said walking back round to face you.  

You didn’t have to question it anymore, he knew he was irritating you.

He stood and stared at you for a while. You looked right back at him not making a movement at all. 

“You were brought in here for the numerous crimes of robbery you have committed over the past 14 months”, he stated. 

Finally, you spoke up, “I don’t know what you are talking about”.  

His eyebrows raised and his hand moved to his hips, “You don’t?”            

You shook your head looking up at him.

“You see”, he said, “I have reason to believe it was you”.

Your eyes widened and your hands were in a fist, “That is absurd Investigator Jeon!” you exclaimed. 

He smirked, “Not when 20 years in prison is on the line”. 

“All I do is work, go home and sleep, how can I possibly commit robbery?”, you defended.

He stopped and stared at you again, almost as if he was trying to force the truth out of you with his eyes. But you didn’t break. You weren’t spending 20 years in a cell. 

“You know, I’ve been doing this job for over 4 years now and I’ve never seen such a good liar as you”, He rasped. 

Your felt your mouth fall open but you quickly corrected yourself, “Well, what a shame Investigator Jeon, today is the day you’re wrong”, stabbing back at him. His face dropped and the smirk disappeared. His face was now one of a scowl. He looked up at the ceiling and let his shoulders drop. He proceeded to walk behind you as you continued to look forward. He made his way back to his original position in front of you. 

“Well, I guess that’s just it, I’ll have to let you go”, he said defeated. You tried to hide your smirk as you knew you won. 

“I’ll just go get someone to take you home”, he said and turned to the door. As his hand was nearly on the door handle he stopped. You stared at him wondering what the hell he was doing. He turned back to you again. 

“But there is this one small thing”, he said a smirk plastered on his face. He walked back to the table and dropped the large file he was holding all this time. For the first time since this conversation, he sat down opposite you, his face now level with yours. 

“Open it”, he said and leaned back in his chair.

Your hand reached the file and opened it. As you saw the first page your heart sunk to the bottom of your stomach. 

Picture after picture. Essay after essay. All about you. 

There must have been about 100 or more pages of information about you. You didn’t know what to say, there was no way to prove yourself. 

Investigator Jeon began to make tsk noises looking directly at you. “Oh dear, what shall you do now?”. 

You didn’t say a word and just stared back at him, ready to smack that grin off his face. 

“You thought you could get around me?”, he hissed, “You thought you could just enter in here, playing the innocent female and using that pretty face sway me off my guard, think again baby. I’ve been watching you. I’ve been watching you for the past 7 months. I probably know everything about you. I know about your little part-time job in that small café. I know about your love for art. I know that you’re a lonely girl living in a small apartment. I know that you go to the gym at night to stay fit. I know that you’re very smart and witty. I know that you love to go to that club down the street with your little black dress exposing your long legs. I know you enjoy flirting with boys in that club just to steal their wallets when the night is over. I know about your late-night walks around banks and other expensive places.”

You were out of words. You looked down at all the pictures of you then back up at him. He tilted his head waiting for a response.

“Cat got your tongue?”, he grinned.  

He won. That bastard. 

“Shame really, your method of robbing that bank was amazing, no security camera caught you, I must congratulate you on that.” He smirked. 

“How did you know it was me?”, you spoke up. 

He paused looking at you. You could tell he was debating whether to tell you or not. He sighed and began to talk.

“It was my night off”, he said, “I was out my friends and they had their girlfriends with them. The night was going well, I must say. I was on my fifth shot of that night and the music wasn’t that bad. Soon I was sat at the table by myself while all my other friends danced with their significant others. I couldn’t help but be a little jealous. I watched the crowd of sweaty bodies dancing with the blasting music. Then my eyes lay on a girl, wearing a beautiful black dress. Not to be blank, but it fitted her flawlessly. She was swaying to the music, to me it was like it was all in slow motion. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She… how would I say? Excited me. I watched her all throughout the song. When the song finished she made her way to the bar. I decided I should probably go talk to her. As I was about to leave my seat, she began talking to another man. Bad luck, I suppose. I watched as she chatted with him, occasionally she touched his arm. Everything was normal until I watched her hug the man. She quickly dug her hand into his pocket, pulling out a thick wallet. I almost missed it as she was that sly. And well done to her, he didn’t even notice it. I proceed to watch her excuse herself and as cunning as she could, made her way out of the club. As someone who works for the law, I did what I did best. I made my way out of that club and followed her. I had to be very careful though, she always looked behind her. I watched her digging through the poor man’s wallet then tossing it into the bin. I thought everything seemed to fall into place until she reached the bank. She stopped dead in her tracks. I watched closely as she analysed the building, taking in its cameras and security. Then she continued again, making her way home. By now it was 2 am and because I was off duty I couldn’t arrest her, so I had to wait until tomorrow. Unfortunately, the next day, I discovered someone stole a large amount of money from that exact bank last night. And just like that, everything started to fall into place.”

His story stopped and Jungkook looked at you attempting to read your facial features. 

“I hoped you would’ve worn that black dress today”, he whispered. 

You felt your cheeks go a shade red. 

“So, what now, Investigator Jeon?”, you muttered. 

“Like I said, 20 years in prison, maybe 17 if you behave”, he provoked. 

Your jaw clenched and you glared at him. 

“Unless”, he stated.

You felt your ears perked up and looked at him. He stared at your hopeful gaze and couldn’t help but laugh. 

“You come and work with us. With me.”, he offered. 

You froze for a moment. You weren’t sure if you were cut out for it. You always saw law enforcement as quite overpowering and intimidating. But then again, you thought, it's either this smug idiot’s offer or behind bars for 20 years. 

“Why do you want to hire me, Investigator Jeon”, you questioned. 

“Although me, the police and the FBI weren’t happy with those crimes you committed, we all agreed it was an impressive tactic you pulled, along with certain skills that meet the requirements of an officer or agent. Thus, I convinced them to let me offer you a position as my partner, ensuring I would keep you under control. It wasn’t easy but I did it”.  

Jungkook stood up from the chair and held out his hand to shake. 

“So (Y/N), do we have a deal?”

You hesitated but rolled your eyes giving in. You stood up level with him and connect your hand with his. 

“Yes we do, Jungkook”

A wide smiled spread across his face and you couldn’t help but smile back at him.

“Alright then, let’s get started”, he beamed, sending you a wink.

(A/N); Who doesn't love a bit of cocky jungkook? This idea just came into my head today and I thought why not? Excuse me for any grammar or spelling but I hoped you guys enjoyed this, I'm trying to update more often but I always give up but hopefully not this time.