Obsession | Jungkook FF

A Dangerous Game Begins

You entered your office, eyes narrowing as you spotted the files neatly placed on your desk. A smirk crept onto your lips. This will be interesting.

Jungkook's POV
I returned home from university, quietly stepping into my small apartment. My sister was asleep, her fragile body barely rising and falling with each breath. The doctors said there was a slim chance she could recover, thanks to her young age. But the treatments were draining every penny I earned.

After a quick lunch, I settled in to work on my assignments. My shift at the bar started at 6, but I needed to pick up my sister's medication first. The weight of responsibility was crushing, but I refused to break.

On my way back from the pharmacy, a sharp sting pierced my neck. Panic set in, but before I could react, everything went black.

Flashback to Y/n's POV
As you flipped through the information on Jungkook, Taehyung entered the room, reminding you of the upcoming meeting with Blackpink.

Taehyung: "Y/n, it’s time for the meeting."

You glanced up from the file, your expression unreadable. "You won’t be joining me. I have a different task for you."

Taehyung: "What task?"

Y/n: "Bring him here. Now."

His eyes widened slightly, but he nodded. "Understood."

Jungkook's POV
I awoke to the soft sound of someone calling my name. Blinking against the light, I found myself in an unfamiliar, luxurious room. A maid stood nearby, her hands clasped in front of her.

Maid: "Good afternoon, sir. Please get ready and come down for lunch."

She bowed slightly and left, leaving me alone. The room was unlike anything I’d ever seen—rich fabrics, ornate furniture, and a closet full of clothes that, to my surprise, were all my size. The opulence was overwhelming, but I forced myself to focus. I needed to find out where I was.

After getting dressed, I made my way downstairs, guided by the scent of food.

In the Dining Room
The dining room was filled with people, each one exuding a dangerous aura. One of them, a man with bright eyes and a friendly smile, waved me over.

Jimin: "Hey, Jungkook! Come sit next to me."

Hesitantly, I took the seat beside him. He introduced himself as Park Jimin, and soon, the others followed suit.

Taehyung: "I’m Kim Taehyung."

Hoseok: "Jung Hoseok."

Namjoon: "Kim Namjoon."

Yoongi: "Just Yoongi."

Jin: "I’m worldwide handsome, Kim Seokjin. You can call me Seokjin. And this," he gestured to the head of the table, "is our boss, Kim Y/n."

I tried to keep my expression neutral as I introduced myself. "I’m Jeon Jungkook."

Jungkook: "Jimin, where am I?"

Before Jimin could answer, the woman at the head of the table—Y/n—spoke up, her voice cold and commanding.

Y/n: "You don’t need to know everything."

I frowned, my mind racing. "Can I talk to my sister, please? She’s really sick."

Her response was immediate and unforgiving. "No."

She turned to Jimin. "Bring Jungkook to my office after lunch. Understood?"

Jimin: "Yes, ma’am."

After a tense meal, I was escorted to Y/n’s office, dread building with each step.

In Y/n’s Office
Jimin left, closing the door behind him, leaving me alone with Y/n. The room was dark, with only a few dim lamps casting an eerie glow.

Y/n: "You will do the household chores here and obey my every command without question. Am I clear?"

Anger flared within me. "Who are you to tell me what to do?!"

She remained unfazed by my outburst. "I am the owner of this house, and everyone here follows my orders. If you try to run, you may never see your sister again."

My blood ran cold. "Who are you? And how do you know about her?"

Y/n: "I know everything, Jungkook. Now, do as you're told."

Seething with anger and fear, I slammed the door behind me as I left. I needed to find a way out of this nightmare, but my sister’s safety came first.

Y/n’s POV
You returned to your work, but soon, the boys entered, their expressions grave.

Y/n: "What’s with the serious faces?"

Seokjin: "Y/n, we’re older than you. Watch your mouth."

You rolled your eyes. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Why are you all here? Don’t you have work to do?"

Namjoon: "We need to talk about Jungkook."

Your eyes narrowed. "Why?"

Hoseok: "You’ve never brought anyone into this house besides us. Why him? He could be dangerous. He could leak our information to our enemies."

You leaned back in your chair, unfazed. "I don’t want to discuss him. Now, leave."

Yoongi: "Y/n, you get reckless when it comes to your obsessions. Don’t tell me he’s your new obsession."

You met his gaze, a smirk playing on your lips. "And if I say yes? What then? Will you stop me?"

Yoongi: "No one can stop you, but don’t risk your life or our business for him."

You waved them off. "I’ll handle it. Now, get back to work."

Once they were gone, you called Jungkook to your office, anticipation tingling in your veins.