The Deal (JJK x MAFIA BTS AU!)

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Jungkook's POV

I couldn't believe what I had heard.
3 months?! What the fuck?
I thought back to the last 3 months, all those times I was walking to and from school, going to the library, meeting up with friends, and... he had been there for it all.

I scrunched up my brows as it dawned on me fully what he said.
"We? We?! I have had a gang following me for three entire months?! Why are you so obsessed with me?!" I pushed him away and he shrugged casually, as if this wasn't a big deal to him.

"What's not to be obsessed about?" He replied and winked.

"Fuck off," I scoffed.

His smile dropped immediately and a scowl replaced it, his narrowed eyes boring into me.
"What did you say to me?" He growled, and my eyes widened slightly. He looked pissed.

"Um.. fuck off?" It came out as a question instead, and I realised just how scary he was.

He lunged for me and I yelped and darted around the kitchen counter, so we were on opposite sides facing each other. He kept his eyes trained on mine as he stalked around the counter like a predator.
I certainly felt like prey as I turned on my heel instead, sprinting away from him towards my open bedroom door and slamming it in his face.

I frantically turned the lock and tried to calm down as I retreated away from the door, scared he would break it down.

My eyes kept to the doorknob as it rattled with his anger, but I stopped short when I bumped into something... or rather someone.

I screamed and spun around to find another criminal from the tv stood in front of me, his hands in his pockets. He said nothing and didn't move, instead smirking at me as I looked between him and the door, deciding which man was worse to deal with.

What is it with these insanely weird and attractive criminals breaking into my apartment? I thought.

The new stranger had black wavy hair that almost came to his shoulders and cold, calculating eyes, that rested their gaze on me, making me squirm uncomfortably. I noticed a long scar that cut straight down the middle of his eye, and shivered.
He smirked at this and casually brought his hands out of his trouser pockets, to the inside pocket of his black jacket.

I froze as he brought out... a gun.

He turned it over in his hands, admiring the barrel with a shiver-inducing fondness, before raising it and pressing the barrel against my temple.

His next words made me gulp, out of fear for what would happen next.

"We can do this the easy way or the hard way, sweetheart." He drawled.

Oh shit, I thought.