SAVE ME ( Underground Fighter AU)

Special Episode

Life had taken an unexpected turn when that business card exchanged hands. Jungkook's transition from the underground fighting scene to the realm of professional boxing brought with it a newfound sense of purpose and accomplishment.

The roar of the crowd, the flashing lights, the acknowledgment of his skills – it was a dream realized for him.

As you watched Jungkook ascend the ranks, each victory adding another layer to his growing reputation, a complex tapestry of emotions unfolded within you.

On one hand, you celebrated his success, the recognition he deserved for his exceptional skills. On the other hand, a nagging anxiety lingered, a fear that refused to be silenced.

The turning point in your life had arrived with that simple card, and the consequences, both positive and potentially perilous, were now a part of your everyday reality.

The past might have faded away, but its echoes persisted, casting shadows over the present.

Jungkook's happiness was evident, his eyes gleaming with a passion for the sport that had become more than just a means of survival – it was his ticket to a better life. No longer did he have to resort to odd jobs to make ends meet

Yet, beneath the surface of your shared joy, a quiet unease festered within you. The unpredictability of the sport, the ever-present risk of injury or worse, haunted your thoughts.

You couldn't bring yourself to voice these fears, not when Jungkook radiated such contentment and pride.

The matches unfolded in a blur of adrenaline and cheers. Jungkook, once the underdog, now faced seasoned fighters with a confidence that bordered on invincibility.

The victories piled up, his name echoed in conversations among fight enthusiasts, and the allure of success embraced him wholeheartedly.

You couldn't forget that night where the cheers turned to gasps and the thrill of victory collided with the stark reality of the sport.

You witnessed a fellow fighter succumb to a freak accident in the ring. The once vibrant and fierce competitor lay motionless, the jubilant atmosphere shattered by an eerie silence.

The fear that had been lingering within you erupted into a consuming fire. You couldn't tear your eyes away from the scene, the paramedics rushing in, the crowd's murmurs hushed to a solemn whisper.

Days turned into nights, and each match, despite the victories, became a source of inner turmoil for you. The anxiety intensified, gnawing at the edges of your happiness.

Jungkook, unaware of the turmoil within you, emerged from the ring victorious once again. The familiar twinkle in his eyes, the sweat glistening on his forehead – it was a sight that had become both comforting and disconcerting.

"Jungkook," you began, your voice betraying the weight of your emotions.

He turned to you, a curious glint in his eyes. "What's on your mind, babe?"

The words lingered on the tip of your tongue, the fear clawing at your throat. You took a deep breath, attempting to articulate the storm that raged within.

"I... I saw what happened to that fighter the other night. It scared me, Jungkook. I can't shake off the feeling that something might go wrong."

Jungkook, his expression softening, approached you, his eyes searching yours. "Hey, I get it. It's a dangerous sport, and accidents happen. But I promise you, I'll be careful. I won't let anything happen to me."

You nodded, the sincerity in his words offering a fleeting reassurance. "I know you can't control everything, Jungkook. It's just... I can't help but worry."