ɪɴᴋᴇᴅ ʙy ᴀ ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ( ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ ꜰꜰ )

chap 11

Jungkook

It's been a long time since I've gone on a job on my own.
When I was making my name and growing my reputation in the early days, it was necessary to walk the streets myself. I had to show people to be afraid and build a myth to keep them in line.

But this is the first time in over a decade.

I stalk across the grounds of the hotel, my hands twitching at my side, the mask making my face feel stuffy and clammy. Sweat pricks my body in a thin layer.

I can hear Taehyung's voice in my head. Imagine what he'd say if he were here.

What are you doing, cousin? You can't rescue her. You can't do this.

It was easy to find out where the wedding was being held, a hotel on the outskirts of the city, with large grounds surrounding it. The size of the gardens makes it a simple matter to make a circuit of the building.I spot Y/n's room at the end of the first pass.

It must be hers.

Nobody else would have a guard standing outside the window, casually smoking a cigarette. His leather jacket and the way he moves tell me it's a mob guard. It's a feeling I get from spending so long around them all my life.

Squatting down, I rest my forearms on my knees and reach into my inside jacket pocket. My gloves make it annoying to handle the foldout binoculars, but it's worth it to be careful.

Perhaps I can finesse this so nobody will ever know who truly rescued Y/n and her dog.

Of course, people will suspect, especially Jackson since I made the offer to buy her, but he won't be able to do anything without any hard proof. Nobody in my Family knows, meaning there's no risk of a leak.

It's dangerous, but what else am I going to do?

Leave her to him?

The thought makes me almost snap the binoculars in half,
my hands tightening instinctively.
I tried to fight the urge. I tried to tell myself I couldn't know, right away, that she was going to give me a family. I tried to convince myself I was losing my mind.

And maybe I am.

But if that's the case, it's worth it to be with Y/n and the only person I ever wanted.

With the help of the binoculars, I can see the guard has a pistol on his hip. It's difficult to see into the hotel room, but there's a snatch of a bed, movement - a leg, my woman's leg, and then her dog bounds up the bed and out of view.

My world spins as I study her leg, then zoom in closer until I can make out her tattoo. The bird makes my body buzz in a new and strange way, as though it's flying through me, as though it's offering me freedom as well as her.

That's it, I realize.

I'm rescuing her so she can rescue me.

Save me from being alone, from never knowing what it's like to deeply feel, to ache with every inch of my flesh, my soul, or whatever the hell it is. To ache and yearn and hunger like a man should, to turn into a beast to keep my family safe.

Tucking the binoculars away, I stay low and approach the hotel, keeping a wide circuit, so the guard doesn't spot me. It's dark, my clothes black, the mask on my face black. There's nothing to give me away.

I move to the corner of the building, my nerves steady now that the time is almost here. I'm going to sneak along the edge until I'm close to the guard. And then, before he has a chance to react, I'm going to choke the motherfucker out.