The Only One || Jungkook

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Jungkook stopped, gaze falling to her after he was done explaining what the plan was. Her features were blank as she tried to understand everything she missed during such a little span of time.

—Are you sure about trusting Sanhyuk though? —she looked at him, elbows resting on her knees— He's a rat that would sell his mother if he got the chance.

—He's a rat, but he's useful to get information —he shrugged—. And I doubt my father would expect an alliance with him, so it'd work in our favor.

—Or against us —she muttered, earning a warning look from him—. But you're the expert, so I'll trust you —she sighed.

That comment made him scoff, hand instantly falling to her thigh, pressing his digits on her flesh over her jeans to earn a smile from her. He felt his heart squeezing on his chest, similar to the feeling he felt when he woke up next to her; seeing Y/n sleeping peacefully by his side, eyebrows only furrowing momentarily, while her hand gripped on his bicep as if she was scared he'd disappear was endearing for him. The type of image he'd love to keep reviving every day of his life. It was the same with that playful smile she dedicated to him. Jungkook wanted to witness it every second she was with him.

—What's your plan?

There was no irony in his tone, there wasn't any type of trap or defensive attack, and that was what surprised her the most.

—I guess running away and hiding isn't on the table? —she thought out loud— Because your father will find us either way —she nodded, answering herself her own question—. I told you last night —her hand covered his—: I trust you. And if that means working with Sanhyuk, then so be it —after shrugging, she intertwined their fingers.

—Who are you and where's my Y/n that would find a problem with everything I do?

Her head fell back with fake annoyance, rolling her eyes before she chuckled at his comment.

—If you want her back, I can bring her back at any point and make you regret your own words —she assured him—. But I will once all of this is done. For now, hope you're okay with a tamed version of myself.

—I want all the versions of you.

His eyes shined when she turned to look at him. She still couldn't believe the same man that was giving her butterflies at that moment was the same person that'd be begging people for their lives. She couldn't recognize his aura, but she loved how cozy and close he looked. On the outside, he was still the head of a big mafia family, dressed in his expensive slacks and black shirt, with a silver necklace standing out over everything; but on the inside he was the same man that spent hours by the phone waiting for her call, the same man that kept looking after her even if they were miles apart and that kneeled in front of her for her forgiveness.

—Eyes on the road, boss —she mocked him—. I want to get safe wherever you're taking me.

Earlier in the morning, Jungkook told her to get dressed again because he wanted to take her somewhere. He didn't mention where, or why. She just did what she was told, because she didn't care, she just wanted to be with him. He had been driving for quite long already, he wouldn't be able to go on for much more before they ended up in the middle of the sea on a long trip to Valencia.

The electronic voice of the navigator guided them through a dirt road that Y/n knew would end up filled with mud as soon as it started raining a little.

—Wouldn't it be better to leave the car somewhere else and go there by foot?

She hadn't been exactly to that place. She didn't even recognize it, but she thought it was similar to the area she visited with her parents once a year when it snowed, or when they went camping once a year when she was younger. Her father used to warn her about those roads and how dangerous they can be for a car after he storytold how he got stuck on his old days.