One night you were on a mission with Jungkook aka your boyfriend.
Both of you were Top notch Assassins in the Mafia Kingdom.
Both of you killed multiple opponents that night and now you're hiding in the closet.
It was a small space and both of your bodies were literally glued to eachother.
You both were out of breath and trying your hardest to remain quiet.
You could hear your opponents foot steps nearing you.
You traced your fingers in your back, for your gun. But there was nothing.
"Crap. I fucking dropped my gun" you whispered.
"Shiitt" Jungkook mumbled.
"Shit?" you repeated.
"What do you mean shit? Don't you have your gun?" you asked him.
"I mean..." He paused when your hand went inside his pocket.
"Then what's this thing?" Your fingers touched something hard.
"Ugh..Fuck Y/N That's not my gun. It's here"
He breathed out, showing his gun on his hand.
You shut your eyes tightly trying to stay calm.
"Are you seriously getting hard?.... At a time like this?"
You asked him in disbelief.
"Then you shouldn't have moved your ass too much down there"
"Fuck you Jungkook" You chuckled.
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VMINKOOK IMAGINES ||Completed✔️||
RomanceThis is a collection of short stories. Each chapter features a different tale. The stories include only a few dialogues and some mature content.