- Chapter 17 -

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Once again I'm back to sneaking into a fight club.
As Jungkooks girlfriend, I always have to be here to support him.

As much as I dislike seeing him get hurt, I know he needs me to be here.

Everything is going fine. He's winning with barley any injuries on him, his energy still holding up.
It's obvious he'll win, everyone knows he will—they expect him too.

It's all fine until I get a text from someone. If it wasn't for my phone vibrating under my butt, I would have never checked it, the crowd drowning out my notifications.

I move to the side in order to pull my phone out while still keeping my eyes on the match.

Right away I notice a message from Nari. Quickly I unlock my phone and go into our chat. I expected everything but the words typed on my screen.


Nari: Police outside

My stomach filled with bad butterflies, my eyes immediately finding Jungkook who had just sent his opponent a punch right in the side of his stomach.

I scan my eyes around trying to find a way to let him know without blowing my cover.

There's a bit of commotion before everyone is turning their heads towards the metal doors that are being barged into by police in all black uniforms.
If I didn't know better, then I would say they look like a whole swat team.

I look back in front of me seeing Jungkooks eyes already on me. In a matter of second, everyone is running out of their seats and looking for a way out of this situation.

I try getting to Jungkook, I don't want him getting caught. But the swarm of people is pushing me further and further away until I'm stuck in the middle of everyone not even knowing which way I'm heading.

"Jungkook" I try calling out but hear nothing with all the yelling, running, and cops bearing people with whatever they have.

"Kook" I try again. I'm scared, but not for myself, I'm scared for him. I can't imagine what they would do to him as a fighter. I get pushed into a dark hallway where I finally find a space to squeeze myself through in order to get out of this crowd.

I step aside watching everyone run hoping to see him. Watching everyone pass and seeing no glimpse of him gives me major anxiety. Not knowing if he got away or if he's okay.

I don't think twice before taking the stupid wig off and glasses. I throw both behind me hoping it'll make it easier for him to spot me.

I can feel my hands shaking beside me and since watching the cops barge in, my body turned cold.

I need to know he's okay.

"Y/n?" My body freezes at the voice behind me.

If I wasn't in trouble before, I definitely am now.

I turn already regretting taking of the disguise.
He speaks again but this time his voice is much darker than last, especially since he's basically whisper-yelling at me.

"What are you doing here" he grabs my wrist pulling me closer to him and away from the visible area I was still in.

"Dad..." I can see just how angry he is, from what I've noticed the past weeks or so, he's not very good at hiding his emotions.

"Are you crazy? How did you..."

"Is Jungkook okay?" I can't take the not knowing.

"Is that what this is about" he grips onto my wrist with more force. "I knew your little friendship wouldn't be a good idea."

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 14, 2023 ⏰

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