The fault in your lips #2 -JJK

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Pairing: Mafia!Jeon Jungkook x Gender neutral reader

Summary: The end for The fault in your lips.

Warnings: Reader being close to a panic attack.

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When you woke up with sunlight hitting your face, "Definitely not my room," were the first words that left your mouth as you looked around.

Your head was hurting, your phone which you actually threw away to one of Jungkook's men yesterday, on the nightstand.

And you thanked god that you were still wearing your clothes.

By the way, how could you not notice a shirtless rabbit cuddling you, doe eyes wide open.

"Sweet morning, sugar," Jungkook said with a grin and kissed the tip of your nose.

Oh, here it comes.

Just wait.

Give it a minute.

Another second.

And-

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Your loud voice practically drilled through the ears of everyone in the mansion.

Well, not that dramatic since the room was soundproof.

"Sugar, what was that for?" Jungkook asked with a small chuckle while caressing your hair, his arms around you when you stopped screaming.

"S-Sugar? What- Why am I here?!" you exclaimed while trying to get out of his grip, only to get hugged more tightly than before.

"Here we go" Jungkook said as he slowly got up, pulling you along with him.

Tapping the side of your head like he was tapping on a computer to make it work properly, he grinned like the bunny he is.

"Ring a bell?" he asked, making you blink your eyes. And, well, now you remember.

"Shiitake mushrooms" you mumbled under your breath, pulling the duvet above and covering your face.

"Uhm..can you please let me go, Mr.Rabbit?" you asked while uncovering you face.

Of course, now that you are sober, you recognize Mr.Rabbit as the mafia boss whose pictures you've seen on TV, the news. Like, a lot of times.

"I knew that you'd ask me this," you heard Jungkook say as he got off the bed slowly to wear his black t-shirt. "Come with me," he added before grabbing you by your waist, pulling your body up and wrapping your legs around his torso.

You yelped and wrapped your arms around his neck, out of reflex.

"Are you going to kill me?" you asked as Jungkook started walking out of the room. "I mean, I don't have a problem with that. But I'm hungry. And I really hope that you give me food before killing me as I don't want my soul to roam on this planet, looking for food, because I was hungry when I was killed and-"

Your words halted on their own as you saw your Banana Milk in front of you, on the dining table.

"You want your Banana Milk to be safe, don't you?" Jungkook asked as one of his men pointed his gun at your Banana Milk.

Letting you stand on your feet, Jungkook wrapped an arm around your waist.

"Mr.Rabbit, can we agree on peace?" you started. "Look, I should be the one going against you because I had lost my first kiss to you. And, it was not even your first kiss-"

"It was my first kiss" Jungkook cut you off and you looked at him before speaking again.

"Uhm, I'm already dating someone," you said with a small smile, blinking your eyes innocently, and Jungkook was definitely not buying it.

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