Whiplash | jjk.

[43]: Remember You

"Shhh."

Your voice is sharpened by poison and caution as you move your hand that isn't wielding the gun up to Jungkook's face, and you block his mouth.

You noticed the voices had stopped.

Not good.

The entire warehouse had become eerily silent, and you and Jungkook were no exception.

You turn back around to where you had just been perching behind the crates, letting go of Jungkook's face, and you silently peer through the cracks in the pallets again, to try and get a visual on the men you had been spying on.

Ninety percent of the men are gone.

And the main man—the man who had been in charge of this little deal—was staring straight at you.

No.

There's no way he can see you, right?

You can hear your own heartbeat, and your mouth goes dry at the idea of such a terrifying reality.

The man is grinning. He moves slowly as he brings his hand up in front of him and points a finger-gun in your direction. He pauses for a second, before his eyes pop wider with a 'bang'.

He knows.

Your eyes triple in size. He knows you're here.

Fuck.

You turn around, preparing to grab Jungkook and run for your lives, only to find him lying on the floor behind you.

And the culprit doesn't wait for you to respond, as he swings forward and clocks you with a closed fist, right across the face.

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You aren't sure how much time has passed.

There is very little you are sure of, as you are tied up on the dirty floor beside a still unconscious Jungkook.

But what you are sure of, is that you are bring watched. You can feel all the eyes on you, and the torment in that is ripping you apart. And you're also sure that whoever knocked you out, had taken your gun, and your taser from your utility belt.

Your head is throbbing and sending waves of nausea rolling through your stomach. You can taste blood in your mouth and feel the coolness of it running down one side of your face.

You clench your teeth and try to move but your efforts are in vain, as your restraints are very tight on your wrists behind your back. You can barely hear Jungkook starting to wake up beside you, as he groans in agony.

"I remember you."

It's an alarming voice, filled with taunt and tease and malevolence. You turn to your left to find the man, and you see him right in front of you.

Lee Sangyi.

He is crouched down beside you, glaring at you with a pair of eyes so pensive and terrifying, that you actually start to wonder if you're dreaming. You are sure that only a nightmare could be this scary.

"Yeah. You were always such a pain in the ass."

"W-What?" your voice is airy and weak, your eyes fluttering slowly.

"But it's nice to see that some things never change," he stands up, shoving your knee with his boot. "Damn bitch."

You wince and try to move your legs away from him.

"My only question for you is, who the hell is he?" he motions his gun towards Jungkook.

You turn to him and see he is fully awake, now, which is a huge relief. Though, he doesn't appear to be all there—the blow from before must be making him woozy, and you can see he is bleeding from somewhere on his head, which opposes your relief.