As Jungkook parked his car in the supermarket’s vast parking lot, he glanced around, his eyes scanning the busy rows of parked vehicles. Taking a deep breath, he stepped out, running a hand through his blonde hair as he straightened his jacket. He locked his car and strode toward the entrance, his eyes bright as he thought about all the treats he planned to surprise Taehyung with.
Inside the supermarket, the bunny looking male's excitement was clear. His gaze flitted across aisles, marveling at the endless rows of chocolates and sweets. He grabbed a shopping basket, heading straight for the candy section, grinning as he picked out various chocolates, even adding some strawberries for good measure.
Meanwhile, back in the parking lot, a sleek black car pulled into the spot next to Jungkook’s vehicle. Inside, two large men in dark sunglasses sat silently, observing Jungkook’s car. The man in the passenger seat, muscular and wearing a leather jacket, gave a subtle nod, and his partner responded with a grunt, reaching for the door handle.
“Let’s do this quick,” he muttered, getting out.
“I’ll follow him inside. Keep me posted,” the other man replied, a grim expression tightening his face as he watched Jungkook’s blonde head disappear into the store. With practiced ease, he blended into the steady stream of shoppers, keeping a safe distance behind Jungkook as he moved through the aisles.
Jungkook was oblivious to the man shadowing him, lost in his thoughts as he scanned the shelves. He hummed quietly, inspecting the different chocolate bars and holding them up to the light as if trying to decide which would suit his planned dessert best.
“Hmm, caramel-filled or plain?” he mused to himself. “Or maybe both.”
He placed both options in his basket, chuckling as he added some extra sweets.
This was going to be perfect.
Outside, the other man wasted no time. He glanced around, ensuring no one was watching before he popped the hood of Jungkook’s car with a swift motion. His hands moved with practiced efficiency, working to loosen a few crucial parts of the engine.
Just as he was finishing, a voice came from behind him.
“Hey there! Having car trouble?”
The man straightened, the surprise quickly masked by a practiced, frustrated sigh. He turned to see an older man standing nearby, wiping his hands on a greasy rag.
“Yeah, my engine’s acting up,” the black-clad man said, feigning irritation. “Thought I’d try to fix it myself.”
The older man raised an eyebrow, clearly interested.
“I’m a mechanic, actually. Want me to take a look?”
A flash of annoyance crossed the buff man’s face, but he quickly forced a tight-lipped smile.
“Nah, thanks,” he replied, sounding just a bit too sharp. “I’m almost done here. Don’t need any help.” He shot the mechanic a look, one that clearly said “move along.”
The older man frowned, raising a suspicious eyebrow, but eventually shrugged.
“Alright then, suit yourself.” With one last lingering look, he walked away.
The buff man exhaled as the mechanic finally left. He took one final glance under the hood, ensuring everything was set to his satisfaction before shutting it tightly.
Inside the store, Jungkook continued his shopping, oblivious to the stiffs unfolding outside. He’d finished selecting his chocolates and was now scanning for any other little extras he could add. His mind buzzed with ideas, imagining the look on the raven’s face when he will see the cake he had baked. He was ecstatic.
Finally, after a few more rounds of the aisles and a slightly fuller basket than planned, Jungkook made his way to the checkout. He placed each item carefully on the conveyor belt, a pleased smile on his face as the cashier scanned them.
Meanwhile, the man trailing Jungkook slipped behind a nearby shelf, his phone buzzing with an incoming signal. He looked down at his screen, a faint smirk crossing his face when he saw the message
It’s done. Get back to the car.
With a last, careful glance at Jungkook’s basket and his oblivious expression, the man made his way back outside. The duo reconvened, taking their seats in the black car, which they positioned once again beside Jungkook’s.
Moments later, Jungkook emerged from the store, his shopping bags held tightly in his hands as he walked briskly back to his car. He tossed his bags into the trunk and climbed into the driver’s seat.
As he drove away from the supermarket, the men in the black car exchanged a wordless glance. They followed him at a distance, careful to keep their vehicle in the shadows, hidden just enough to avoid drawing attention.
The city soon faded behind Jungkook as he took the quiet, forest-lined road leading back to the mansion. The autumn leaves fluttered down from the trees, painting the road in shades of gold and crimson. Jungkook tapped his fingers on the wheel, humming to himself as he drove, a warm sense of satisfaction filling him.
But the quiet hum of his car’s engine suddenly began to falter. A frown creased Jungkook’s face as the vehicle gave a stuttering shudder, jerking slightly before slowing down.
“What the...?” he muttered, glancing at the dashboard, which now flashed ominously with warning lights.
The car sputtered once more before coming to a complete stop, stranded in the middle of the secluded road. He exhaled in frustration, gripping the wheel as he assessed his surroundings. Tall trees loomed on either side, the dense forest stretching as far as he could see.
Jungkook sighed, stepping out of the car to get a better look at the situation. He opened the hood, peering inside, but the mess of machinery offered no answers.
Just as he was about to get back into the car and call for help, a set of headlights appeared in the distance, casting an eerie glow across the darkened road. The same black car rolled up slowly beside him, and the two men he’d barely noticed earlier climbed out, their faces shadowed in the fading light.
“Car trouble?” one of them asked, his voice carrying a slightly mocking tone.
Jungkook tensed, instantly sensing something off in the way they were looking at him. He forced a polite smile, nodding as he took a cautious step back.
“Yeah... Seems like it,” he replied, voice steady but guarded.
The men exchanged a quick glance before the one who had spoken took a step closer. Jungkook’s grip tightened around his phone, his instincts screaming at him that something was very wrong.
“Need a hand?” The man’s tone was friendly, but there was a glint in his eye that made Jungkook’s skin prickle.
“Uh, no, thanks,” Jungkook said, attempting to sound casual. “I’ve got someone I can call.”
“Oh, come on now,” the other man said, flashing a too-wide smile as he moved closer. “No need for that. We’ll have you back on the road in no time.”
Before Jungkook could respond, one of them grabbed him by the arm, the grip tight and unyielding. His eyes widened in shock as he struggled against the man’s hold, trying to pull away.
“Let me go!” he shouted, his voice echoing down the empty road.
But the men only tightened their hold, the one who’d spoken last grinning as he leaned close, his voice a low murmur.
“Sorry, Jungkook. This isn’t a request.”
Jungkook’s heart pounded as he twisted in their grasp, desperately trying to break free. But they were too strong, overpowering him with ease as they forced him towards their car. One man reached for a piece of cloth soaked in a faint, sickly-sweet smell, pressing it against Jungkook’s nose and mouth.
His struggles weakened as darkness began to close in, the last sound he heard being the low, cruel laughter of his captors.
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Trouble Tamer
Fanfiction"Sorry, but your name?" Jin asked softly "Min Hoyoon," Jungkook blurted out with a panicked smile. "Yes, Hoyoon," Jin chuckled, clearly enjoying this far too much. "Taehyung, show him around, will you?" And in that moment, Jungkook just knew. He w...
