𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 || 𝐉𝐉𝐊

ꪱׁׅꪀׁׅtׁׅᨵׁׅ tׁׅhׁׅ֮ꫀׁׅܻ ɑׁׅ֮ϐׁׅ֒ᨮ꫶ׁׅ֮꯱ׁׅ֒꯱ׁׅ֒

It had always felt like a maze, but it was starting to feel more like a cage. Her whole world had flipped in just mere days. Every return of a corner, every shadow she passed, was different now, more sinister. It seemed like Jungkook's presence had oozed it's way into her life and tainted everything with this unshakeable sense of danger and excitement.

She sat in the backside of the black SUV, watching city lights blur by her window as her thoughts were muddled. Jungkook I had called her again, and this time, no explanation came with it. The driver hasn't said one word since he picked her up, his stoic expression offering no hints on where she was being taken. But Y/N knew better than to ask any questions now.

The car snaked it's way around the city, but Y/N couldn't help but reflect on how much had changed. A week ago, she was chasing leads and searching for just that one story that would make her career; now, she was tangled deep in the life of the most dangerous man she had ever met, every move decided upon his whims.

A cold sweet was beating at the back of her neck as realization dawned. The closer she got to Jungkook, the more she realized his word wasn't just dangerous but consuming. If she wasn't careful, it will take her down right along with it. The car finally stopped in front of a sleek, high-rise building. The driver turned it to her and gruffly said, "he is waiting for you."

Y/N swallowed hard as she stepped out of the car and approached the entrance, her heart pounding in her chest. The building loomed above her, a towering monolith of glass and steel that felt impenetrable. Inside, everything was cold and pristine. The marble floors of the lobby gleamed beneath the bright lights. There was no hint of warmth here, only power.

As she was lead toward the private elevator, her nerves started to fray. She had no idea what Jungkook had in store for her tonight, but a voice in the back of her mind told her this wasn't some casual meeting. He pulled her deeper into his world, and she didn't know if she was ready for it.

The top-floor elevator doors slid open and displayed Jungkook in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, back turny to her as he glared out to the city below. His outline stood sharp against the top of the night, his presence commanding even in silence.

"Come in," he said without turning around, low and smooth.

Y/N stepped inside; the soft click of her heels was the only sound in the room as the doors closed behind her. She hesitated, unsure of what to say or do since Jungkook had this way of making her feel like she was always playing catch-up, that he was 10 steps ahead and she was just trying to keep up.

Finally, he turned toward her, and his eyes were dark and unreadable as they swept over her. "You've gone quite," he remarked, with a deceptively casual tone. "I was starting to think you were losing your nerve."

Y/N straightened her shoulders and refused to let him see the fear gnawing at her. "I'm still here, aren't I?"

Jungkook's lips arced slightly in a small, approving smile. "Yes, you are."

One step closer to her, his eyes latched onto hers with that intensity she was starting to know belonged only to him. "You wanted to know more about my world," he whispered softly the softness in the voice seemed low and dangerous. "Tonight, you'll see it."

Y/N's heart was racing. A part of her had always wondered what it would be like to truly step into Jungkook's world underworld of power, control, and danger he ruled with such ease. But now, standing on the precipice of that abyss, she wasn't so sure if she was ready.

"What does that mean?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Jungkook's smile didn't reach his eyes as he studied her. "It's means you'll be coming with me. I have some business to attend to, and I want you to see how things are done in my world."

She didn't get to answer before Jungkook was already pushing past her, motioning for her to follow. The air in the room grew thick as she trailed after him, her head running through all the possibilities of what kind of business it could be and what she would be forced to bear witness to.

Coming out of the building, into yet another sleek car, Y/N felt her stomach roll with anticipation. This was it; she was being thrown in at the deep end, and she had no idea what hit on the other side.

The car went across town, deep into a part of town Y/N had never been to or seen in her life industrial desolate and far from the bright lights and filled streets. Jungkook sat beside her in complete silence, his presence as unsitting as always. There was something so cold about him tonight, an edge that made her feel like she was walking a tightrope.

The car pulled up in front of an old, abandoned warehouse. A few men stood outside. The hard, chiseled features were unstinting as they stared into the oncoming vehicle. Y/N felt her pulse rise as Jungkook stepped out of the car, relaxed, yet commanding. He was in his element this was his domain and everybody knew it.

She trailed after him, her footsteps reluctant, her heart racing in her chest as they drew near to the men. There was a weight in the Year from all the tension; the weight of their gazes on her was unsettling, unmistakable when she didn't belong here, and they knew it.

Jungkook nodded to the boys, speaking in low tones to them as his voice stayed steady and calm. Y/N had no idea what they were saying, but she didn't need to. The energy in the air spoke volumes this was a dangerous game, one that Jungkook was calling.

After several minutes, one of them motioned them inside. Y/N's stomach gave a twist as they stepped inside a dimly lit warehouse filled with crates, machinery that looked like it hadn't been used in years. Suffocating just the atmosphere, thick with dust and tension.

Jungkook strode confidently in front of her, sure feet on the floor. She followed, heart in her throat, as they neared circle of men handled at the back of the warehouse. They all turned at the sound of their approach, eyes narrowing as they took in Jungkook's presence.

"You're late," one of them growled.

Jungkook didn't bat an eyelid, but his eyes had turned cold as ice as he took one step closer. "I don't come late," he informed him in an even voice, the silence threat in every word palpable enough to shoot a shiver down Y/N's spine.

The man opened his mouth to say something, and in a whirl of movement, Jungkook's fist connected with his jaw. He stumbled backward, clutching his face in shock with blood dripping from his nose.

Y/N gasped, her body frozen in shock as she watched the scene unfold. Jungkook seemed eerily calm, wiping his knuckles off on his jacket as if the violence hadn't fazed him in the slightest.

"This is how things go down in my world," Jungkook said quietly, his eyes turning to Y/N's, looking onto hers. "You wanted to know. Now you do."

Y/N's mind ran fast, her heart pounding in her chest as her brain try to wrap itself around what she had just seen. She had known Jungkook was dangerous, but seeing it's so up close seeing that cold brutality in his eyes was another thing altogether.

As Jungkook closed in on her, his eyes gentled almost imperceptibly, but the darkness remained. "Still want to stick around, Y/N's?" He spoke low and hushed, the subtext of danger buried beneath.

Y/N's breath was caught in her throat, her mind running a mile a minute as she thought of the implications. She'd come to far, and now there was no turning back. The fear run deep within her, but at least the truth was spoken: she was already in far too deep to be able to get herself out of his world.

"I'll stay," she whispered, her voice shaking.

Jungkook's smile was slow, predatory. "Good," he murmured. "Because there's no leaving now."