Fan Undercover - Jeon Jungkook

32.4. Sunny Snipper

You yawned sitting in your office, awfully tired. You haven't had a proper rest for the past few days and it was slowly taking a toll on you. After getting done with boys, you promise yourself that you will have a well-deserved day off that is restricted to anything except eating, sleeping, and drinking. You were about to doze off when Jackson barged in with Hosoek in tow, "I got him", he said gesturing to Hoseok who had smile on a smile on his face. His smile was so contagious, it literally filled you up with the energy you didn't have and you realized that you weren't wrong when you assumed that he feeds off his energy to others. You nodded at Jackson, "Thank you, bro, I got it from here", you said and gestured to Hoseok to sit down which he did gladly.

You crossed your arms on the table as Hosoek placed himself comfortably on the leather chair in front of your desk. "Okay, Hoseok-shi, we assigned, Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jimin already. Now it's your turn", you stated causing Hoseok to drop his smile and gulp causing you to hold in your laugh. "Don't worry Hobi, we aren't going to make you shoot anyone", Hoseok relaxed at your words, "...yet anyway", you finished causing him to give you a blank face. "Why do I feel like there is but coming", he asked wearily.

You nodded, "Because there is a but...Hosoek after analyzing you myself along with Jackson, we made the same conclusion for you as we did with Jimin. You're a dancer so basically you're more agile, composed, and trustworthy with a gun", you stated. Jung Hoseok nodded to your words but took a second to realize what you said at the end. "A GUN????", he screeched causing you to squint your eyes. 'God damn, my ears'

You cleared your throat, "Yes Hoseok, we are planning to assign you to the firearm departments, where agents are given special training with guns and rifles. So basically we're going to train you to become a snipper. You're a loud person in reality Hoseok but I can tell you have an amazing amount of concentration, so you would be perfect for the role", you explained while Hoseok listened with total concentration and a bit of anxiety. This was all new for Hoseok. Two days before, he was nothing but an idol living his life singing and dancing for his fans, and now, he was going to be trained to become a sniper. How funny fate plays its role, he doesn't know.

However, he would do anything for the safety of his members, even if that meant giving up on his own life. His family is his world, and if training to handle a god-awful gun to shoot people and witness a lot of disgusting blood was what it needed to get him ready to protect the boys, then he wouldn't bat an eyelash. You watched as different emotions flickered through his face and found it hard to read them, but you were able to catch a few: empathy, anxiety, and love, which then turned to determination. You knew that look. That look was that of a man ready to do whatever it takes to ensure the safety and well-being of his loved ones. It was a look that spoke volumes about his unwavering commitment and dedication. As you observed him, you couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for his selflessness and resilience.

You stood up from your seat and walked over to him, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Are you ready?", you asked, your voice filled with a mixture of concern and support. He nodded, a determined expression crossing his face. "Great, let's get you to the training range then", you said as you gestured for him to get up and follow you out the door. As you walked together toward the training range, you couldn't help but notice the unwavering focus in his eyes. It was clear that he had prepared himself mentally for this moment, ready to give it his all.

After taking the elevator all the way down to the building, the doors opened to an erie area shrouded in dim lighting and filled with the faint sound of distant gunfire. The training range was bustling with activity, as recruits honed their skills and instructors barked commands. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation, and you couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement for what lay ahead for Hosoek. You felt nostalgic; a few years ago, you were in Hosoek's place, looking as eager and determined yet curious and nervous as he did now. The memories of intense training and the camaraderie among fellow recruits flooded back, reminding you of the challenges and growth that awaited Hosoek on his journey.