𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑀𝑒 // Wi Ha Joon × Reader

Chapter 3

Is that- Wi Ha Joon? I see him standing next to a black sedan, talking to someone on the phone slowly.

Something in me told me to run away- what was this feeling? Why does it feel like I'm in danger?

I decide to shake it off and looked around one last time to see if my car was there by any chance.

The parking lots look exactly the same.

But all of a sudden, as I got a little closer to him, I could hear what he was saying.
And unintentionally, I overheard everything.

Oh, how I wish I hadn't.

"I've got him right where we need him. Their base was on the second floor of the parking lots, in one of the storage rooms.
The other one ran off, but thankfully I put a tracker on him beforehand in the crowd. It's still shocking that they send a lieutenant rather than a commander of theirs-playing it safe i suppose.
Yes, I took the tracker off the other one.. He's in the trunk of my car right no-"

I hide as fast I can as I see him loading his gun.

HE HAS- A GUN?
Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit.
I'm gonna die today-

He didn't see me, he didn't see me, he didn't see me.
This is all I can think of as he walks towards me.

"I can see you"

Dammit.

I try to run for my life, but he grabs my wrist.
"I was ju-" but my protests are cut short as he pulls me into his car swiftly.

*10 minutes later*

I try not to breath as I'm in the backseat of his car.
The silence was too loud.

He's driving like nothing has happened.

I havent got a fucking clue of where we're headed.
Probably the place I'd die at.

I can hear someone squirming and crying in the trunk of his car. That's the only sound throughout the car ride.

I decide to break the ice.
"Uh- nice car you've got there" I said.

Why the fuck would you say that- I thought to myself.
I'm probably gonna die in like 15 minutes. Maybe I can flirt my way out of this? Nah- my flirting skills are so bad I would probably die sooner if I attempted it.

"Did you see the gun?" He asked, in a rather calm and composed voice.

I, on the other hand could start crying any second.

"No" I lied.

"Well, now you know I have a gun. We all know what that means, right?"

And that's when i lost it.

"PLEASE DON'T KILL ME I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE I DON'T EVEN HAVE A BOYFRIEND AND MOST IMPORTANTLY I HAVEN'T ATTENDED A SINGLE TAYLOR SWIFT CONCERT YE-" i was interrupted abruptly but I kept internally screaming.

"CALM down, I work for the government" he said, looking at me from the rear view mirror.

WHEW.
"THANK GO-"
"But that doesn't make you any less of a target, I hope you realize that"

I died dead. RIP me.

"If you tell anyone ANYTHING about this, specially that annoying friend of yours, I won't hesitate to put a bullet through your head" he said, his eyes back on the road, voice as calm as ever.

BYE, Taylor. I loved you.

He's too swift, he'd confiscated my phone in a flash of lightning. I had no way of escaping.

Maybe I did, but my braincells decided that this was the right time to stop functioning.

As if they ever did.

I guess it was probably the calmness of his voice that made me realize- he can't go wrong in this.
He's probably thought about all the ways i can escape, and ensured I wouldn't be able to.

Even the windows of the car are completely dark, so I can't even look at anything outside.

Is this the day I die?
Maybe if I just keep my mouth shut- but where the fuck is he taking me?

"Uhh, so where exactly are we going?" I asked, crying to cover up the fear in my voice.

*Stay calm stay calm stay calm stay calm stay calm*

"Listen, I don't know if you understand the severity of this situation" he said, looking up at me for a second.

"But it's either me who's gonna kill you, or the other guys- in other words, there's no good guy here. So you can either die or delay your death, it all depends on the way you act from this moment onwards" he said.

What a great day to die. Atleast I don't have to attend the meeting tomorrow.
Will anyone miss me? Probably not.
Goodbye to guy I had a crush on but never dated. He's probably gonna be the first one I'd stalk as a ghost once I die.

Wait- what the fuck am I talking about?
This wasn't the time to joke around- I was actually gonna die.

"I'll do whatever you ask me to do, just don't kill me. Please." the fake confidence I had in my voice melted away and it was overcome by desperation.

"As I said, it all depends on how you behave" he said.

Bye world.