[COMPLETED] ENDURING LOVE (JIKOOK)

39; Facing The Demon

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Jimin's POV

I can feel the tension thickening in the air as we approach the prison. Yoongi's revelation about potentially knowing the identity of the shadow has injected a renewed sense of purpose into our mission, but it's accompanied by an undercurrent of apprehension that refuses to dissipate.

Jungkook's grip on the steering wheel is tight, his knuckles white with tension. Beside him, I sit with a knot of nerves coiled in my stomach, my fingers fidgeting restlessly in my lap. 

"We're almost there," Jungkook's voice breaks through the tense silence, grounding me in the present moment. "Just a few more blocks."

I nod in response, my gaze flickering to Yoongi in the rearview mirror. His expression is inscrutable, a mask of determination and resolve that belies the storm of emotions brewing beneath the surface. We're all on edge, teetering on the precipice of discovery and danger.

As we pull up to the prison, a fortress of concrete and steel looming ominously before us, my heart lurches in my chest. The air seems to crackle with electricity, the weight of our mission pressing down on me with suffocating intensity.

Stepping out of the car, I can feel the weight of the prison's imposing walls bearing down on me. The air is heavy with the scent of metal and concrete, mingling with the sharp tang of anticipation that hangs in the air like a shroud.

As we enter the prison gates and make our way through the dimly lit corridors, I can feel the tension mounting with each passing moment. I keep my eyes trained on the ground, my mind racing with questions and uncertainties.

Suddenly, I collide with someone, the force of the impact sending me stumbling backwards. My heart races as I watch in horror as the contents of my bag spill out onto the floor, scattering in all directions.

"I-I'm so sorry," I stammer, crouching down to gather up my belongings. "I wasn't watching where I was going."

The prison guard, a burly man with a stern expression, bends down to help me, his movements slow and deliberate. "It's alright, kid. Just be more careful next time."

"I'm sorry again, Sir." I chant the apology again out of guilt and embarrassment as the guard helps me straighten up. 

"There you go. Take care now." He hands me my bag with a curt nod and walks away.

As we walk away from each other, something just clicks in my head, making me stop walking right away. A jolt of electricity shoots through me as my eyes widen in shock when my brain finally registers it.

It's him!

That prison guard smells like the sharp tang of mint mingled with the faint odour of metal and concrete that is covered in a minty-like scent—the same smell as the shadow from that night!

A cold dread settles in the pit of my stomach as I quickly turn around to look at that guard again only for my blood to run cold. He's nowhere to be seen!

There's no way a person can walk this fast and disappear in a matter of a few seconds...

"Baby, what's wrong?" Jungkook's voice pulls me back to the ground, turning around only to be greeted by him and Yoongi hyung looking at me with a frown. "Are you okay?" Jungkook rushes towards me, his voice tinges with concern.

"He was here." I blurt out before I can even stop myself.

After all, there's no point in hiding things now. Things are too dangerous to not tell each other everything.