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Here I was, at the bar. Finally I was here to meet him.

I stood near a bar where Miyeon had left me, the waiter had casually winked at me as I tried to make my tattoo evident, once he laid his eyes on it his eyes windened as he backed off making me internally sigh in relief as I tried to act strong and unbothered.

I got up to go to the washroom as I washed my hands and heard someone grinding in the cubicals as I quickly rushed out, as I was going back to stand in my place I heard some people inside a room, the voice was so familiar, my curiosity got the best of me as I peeked in the small slit.

There he was

Jungkook

I kept listening to what they were saying, drugs, killing, illegal organ and blood donation, child trafficking. The other guy who I guessed from all This talking was Mr. Lee, as he was excited.

How can someone be excited to do so many sins?

I thought to myself, I was in deep thought as someone dragged me and threw me on a floor. As I looked up I saw Jungkook looking at me coldly, not a flinch, fear or anything in his features.

As I tried to get up the guy kicked my abdomen, I held it in pain withering.

Lee asked him after a bit of silence, "So Mr.Jeon, you kept a spy on us? How low."

He mocked as, I was clutching my stomach in pain.

Jungkook could not say I was not a part of his gang as I had the tattoo.

"Well she does work for us, but I dont know her. She must be one of the newcomers" he said calmly looking at his feet.

"So no feelings attached? Perfect! I wanted to kill someone today, you wouldn't mind If I killed her would you?"

I saw how he dug his nail into his fingers so much that it had began bleeding.

"J-" before I started the same guy kicked me on my stomach again making me clutch it in pain. From behind a gunshot was heard as the guy who was kicking me was shot dead to the ground as I weakly looked back.

Miyeon

She had shit him as Jungkook shot up and helped me up as he told me to run away.

"N-No! I won-won't leave you alone!" I said softly as rasing my voice brought pain.

"I'm sorry" he said

"I love you" he whispered as another gunshot was fired.

This time at him, he flinched as he fell down along with me as I cried and cried, Miyeon tried sperating us as I clutched his shirt, but she pulled me away.

"Y-Y/N" she said trying to catch her breath after running and shooting 5 men dead.

"Take this car key and go away from here-"

"Jungkook, I need to see Jungkook. N-Now!" I said trying to go back but she pulled me back.

Not now Y/N we can't risk both of your life's, he's been shot many times so don't worry, one bullet won't do much.

She pushed me in the car and ran inside again, I cried and cried and hesitantly started the car with shaky hands.

I was the reason he was shot, I just wanted to make sure he was okay inside with those people but I made it worse. I should get out of his life. Get out of here. I don't want him to suffer because of me, I don't want him to die because of me.

Jungkook I'm sorry

I drove back to the apartment and packed my bag and decided to look around to take remaining of my last memories from here.

"Y/N" I heard his raspy voice making me gulp as I looked back, I knew I would not be able to leave but one last time was okay wasn't it?

I looked at him as I felt my legs go weak, he walked towards me, his shoulder wrapped up in bandage as he strided towards me with soft but dangerous eyes.

The first thing he did was give me a deep long kiss.

When I think of this back then, it was a way of telling your self that everything was fine, was it not Jungkook?

He roamed his hands below my shirt as our kiss progressed into more.

I woke up on his bed, him sleeping peacefully as I gave him one last peck.

The last peck I would ever give him.

As I ran my hand through his hair one last time.

"I love you Jungkook, please move on from me. I love you so so much" I whispered my last ever words to him as I left.

Left him.
Left my love.
My last words.
My last peck.
My last smile.

Back with him.
Back with Jungkook.

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If you all think me being the author did not internally cry then boi your wrong 😭

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