The Only One || Jungkook

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Seoul, South Korea. 10:13 pm

Jungkook walked around his place, only stopping in front of her room for a brief second, looking at all the things that were once hers -although he knew they would always belong to her no matter what. Turning back on his tracks, he went back to his room, taking his phone out of his pocket just to realize she hadn't called all day.

She didn't send any texts, she didn't try to call after doing more than ten calls a day. Why was there nothing? Why did she go completely silent out of nowhere? And why wasn't he getting any new information about her?

Last time he received some footage update from the man that was watching her was the previous day. Although he shrugged it off because he thought that maybe Y/n didn't leave her place. He made sure she wouldn't need to work, at least until she was back at him, so it wasn't a surprise there were days she wanted to spend inside her place. But the lack of calls was what made him worry, with that thick voice in the back of his head getting him ready for the worst while he tried to contact the bodyguard.

No signal.

Something made him feel uneasy. There was something wrong, something wasn't working like it was supposed to and he didn't know about it yet, but he could sense it.

Jungkook could tell there was something going on when she completely gave up on the calls. It was something that kept the two of them connected somehow. But it was gone now.

—Make sure Jimin picks up the phone —he turned to one of his men—. And come to me when you have him in line. I need to speak to him.

At the end of the day, whatever happened to Y/n was his responsibility after what Namjoon told him. She was in his territory, and one of his men was the one watching her. And the fact that the both of them were unreachable was pushing him over the edge.

He supported the weight of his upper body on both of his hands, which were placed over the edge of his desk. His heart was beating fast against his chest, while he tried to find a way to calm his own thoughts. But it was too late. His brain was working at the fastest speed, already putting himself in the worst of the scenarios.

He should've known better than to send her back to her country, and expect to be able to protect her from afar. He didn't like the idea of leaving her life in someone else's hands, but he did it anyway. It was a risky way to protect her, to save her life. Delusional from him. Because once Y/n entered in his life, she'd always be targeted for the information that she didn't have -but that others thought she did.

And it was then when he regretted ever agreeing with Namjoon's idea of sending her to the other side of the world. Whoever was after her wouldn't be fooled with the little act Jungkook was putting, and he knew.

—Sir, mister Park on the phone.

Nodding while reaching for the smartphone with his hand, he motioned the guard to leave him alone in his office. He took a deep breath, trying to sound as calm as possible, knowing that Jimin would probably close himself completely if he started the conversation by attacking him.

—Kook, I'm busy, what do you want?

—Any news on the guard in the A location? —he directly asked.

They divided the coasts of Spain in a ranking by the importance of the location. Generally, the A was where all the movement happened, and it referred to the whole coast and surroundings by itself than a certain place. But as soon as she landed back there, her house turned into the main priority, taking the highest spot in the location ranking whenever they had to communicate.

—No —Jimin sighed—. I haven't heard a single thing from that lazy ass douchebag for a few days. And it isn't like I want to either.

His response didn't surprise him though. They both agreed that everything that was related to Y/n, territory A and that guard would fall under Jungkook's supervision -unless something bigger happened.