undercover | jungkook

panic

Jungkook's pov

Y/N signed me to make Jihee angry, I was convinced she had lost her mind. She still must be shaky from those drugs Jack the Ripper gave us. I understood the theory, make Jihee angry, get her to flip the table and get the hell out of here but, what if she just took the knife and stabbed me?

When Y/N and I were having our little 'roasting session', I thought I was going to get a heart attack. Jihee was so angry, it looks like her head was going to pop off. But after I saw Y/N got the knife, I finally felt like I could breathe again.

"We are going to get out of here." She said.

I smiled. "How are you gonna cut yourself out of that rope?"

"Can you move your chair?," She asked me. "Can you move towards me?"

"I don't know," I responded. In one motion, I launched my whole body forward, at full force, and then the second miracle of the night happened. My chair moved a few inches.

I kept fighting, struggling until I was just inches away infront of Y/N. When I got there, I couldn't help but to realize how beautiful she was.

what is wrong with me? we are literally trapped inside a basement. trapped. and all i can think about is how gorgeous she is.

does she actually love me though? no, focus on getting out of here. when you get her home safe only then can you focus on that. Come on, jungkook, get her home unharmed.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

I giggled. "It's nothing. So what do you want me to do?"

"Turn around so we are facing the same direction. Then, reach and take the knife from my feet and cut yourself free."

"Okay." I said.

did she mean it though? did she really mean it? shes perfect. she is perfect. i need to-

"Jungkook?"

I leaned and whispered to her ear, "I need to know.. if you really mean it."

"Guk-"

"Please." I begged.

"You're perfect to me." she whispered back, smiling softly. "Now, let's get out of here."

I pulled away from her shoulder and began to lean into her lips. She tucked her head to the side and giggled.

"We are literally tied up in a basement, with a game plan, and instead of getting out, we are doing.. this." Y/N said.

I laughed softly. "I just can't believe that Hershey's makes millions of kisses a day, and I can't even get one." I began to turn my chair around.

"That was so corny." she laughed.

see, this is what i'm talking about. she makes everything so much easier, so much better. she just makes everything hurt less. oh, im screwed.

I turned my chair around and try to reach out the knife in between Y/N's feet. I reached but, I didn't felt anything. I couldn't reach it. I started to panic.

focus on getting her out of here, Jungkook. come on! fucking reach it.

I started shaking. I couldn't reach it. I couldn't breathe.

reach it, you weak ass.

I stretched out. I reached. I extended my arms as far as they could go but, I couldn't.

"Jungkook," Y/N said. "Hey, hey what's wrong? Jungkook!"

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PART | TWENTY SEVEN