𝑺𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒕 || 𝑽𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒇𝒇 || 18+

"𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑫𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏"

Time Skip: Before Noon (11:00 AM)

You were busy in the kitchen, the kettle whistling softly as you prepared tea. You knew he hated coffee, and as much as you were immersed in your thoughts, you couldn't help but smile at how meticulous you'd become about his preferences. The plan was progressing smoothly, but there was always that looming sense of danger, always that feeling that everything could fall apart at any second.

"May I come in, sweetheart?" a familiar voice called from the living room, its tone low and teasing.

"Yes, come in," you replied casually, focusing on pouring the tea into two delicate cups. You set the cups on a tray, your hands moving with ease, though your mind was racing.

He entered the room, his movements smooth, calculated, like he owned every space he walked into. His eyes swept over the room before landing on you. "So, what's it gonna be?" he asked, a sly grin creeping up his face. "You want to go over the plan real quick, or should we have a little fun first?" He winked playfully, the innuendo clear, but he quickly added, "You know, fun like hanging out, playing some games, maybe even a few drinks."

Just as you were about to respond, you felt a sharp unease prickle at the back of your neck. A sudden instinct-an intuition so strong it halted your thoughts-told you that Jungkook might be coming back to the house unexpectedly.

"No," you said, shaking your head as you quickly walked over to the table. "We'll save the fun for later. We need to go over the plan first."

He sighed dramatically but nodded. "Fine, fine. Business before pleasure."

You laid out the blueprint of the plan, detailing every step with precision. He listened intently, asking questions here and there, nodding at your answers. Once everything was clear, he stood up, ready to leave.

"You sure you've got it all down?" you asked, just to be certain.

He smirked, holding up the teacup you'd prepared for him but never given. "Don't worry, I've got it. Thanks for the tea... I'll just take this with me."

You rolled your eyes, but smiled. "Legend says you'll still be carrying that cup around next time we meet."

He laughed as he walked out, the door clicking shut behind him, leaving you alone in the quiet house.

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Time Skip: Afternoon (Around 2:00 PM)

You sat on the couch, absentmindedly flipping through channels on the TV. The house felt oddly still, but you couldn't focus on anything. Thoughts swirled around your mind-Jungkook, the plan, the man you were working with, and all the potential outcomes. It was like waiting for the other shoe to drop, and the tension gnawed at you.

A knock on the door pulled you out of your thoughts. "Who is it?" you called out, annoyance creeping into your voice. You weren't expecting anyone else.

"Delivery, ma'am! There's a package for you," a man's voice said from the other side of the door.

Your heart skipped a beat. The package. It was here.

"Coming!" you shouted, running to the door, your steps quick and light. You flung the door open and the delivery man handed you a small, inconspicuous box.