Yoongi held a cup of coffee with both hands, warming his fingers. They really needed better heating in that interrogation room. Or maybe it wasn't even that cold and it was just his nerves getting to him. He looked at Gyungho and shrugged. "I've had better days. You realise how lucky Namjoon is that we caught him? Imagine what they'd have done to anyone if they'd caught on that he was selling fake stuff to them."

But Namjoon probably didn't even realise that. Damn it. "I want to lock him up just to protect him from himself."