𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 - Jjk × Ksj ff

~𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 - 11~

That night, Jin found himself in the bathroom, locked up.

Jin leaned against the cold bathroom wall, his knees buckling slightly as he slid down to sit on the floor. The bathroom was dark, the only light coming from a faint glow beneath the door, but it felt like the world was closing in on him. His breath came in shallow, erratic gasps, and he couldn’t stop the tears that were spilling down his cheeks.

Why was he crying? He didn’t even understand it. There was a mix of confusion, guilt, and something else, something he wasn’t ready to confront. His mind kept drifting to Namjoon, to the way the man had held him earlier. The way he had spoken those words—“You’re mine.” It wasn’t just a declaration of power; it was a promise, a claim that shook Jin to his core. And the worst part was, Namjoon wasn’t pretending. There was no mask, no façade. It was real, and Jin could see it in his eyes.

But then there was Jungkook. Jungkook, who had always been his anchor, his constant in the chaos. Jungkook, who had warned him about exactly this. “Don’t get too close to him, Jin. Don’t let him in.” Those words rang in his ears, but they felt so distant now, swallowed by the pull of what was happening between him and Namjoon.

Jin pressed his palms to his face, trying to stifle the sobs that threatened to break free. He hadn’t asked for this. He hadn’t asked for Namjoon to fall for him. All he had ever wanted was to complete the mission, get the diamond, and leave without anyone getting hurt. But now? Now it felt like everything was spiraling out of control, and he couldn’t make sense of it.

The guilt gnawed at him. He wasn’t supposed to be the one to cause pain, to lead someone on. Namjoon was serious about him, and Jin knew it. But he didn’t deserve Namjoon’s feelings. He had never done anything to earn them. So why? Why was he the one caught in this tangled web of emotions?

Jin bit his lip harshly, feeling the sting as the blood welled up. The pain was a distraction, but it didn’t stop the flood of emotions that had taken over. He couldn’t stop thinking about those eyes—Namjoon’s eyes. They were full of life, full of something genuine that Jin had never expected from someone like him. But they reminded him of Jungkook’s eyes too, eyes that had always been full of warmth and love, eyes that had always looked at Jin like he was everything. And now... Jin felt like he was betraying both of them.

No... This couldn’t be happening. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Jin couldn’t let it happen. He couldn’t fall into this mess. He couldn’t be the cause of someone’s pain, especially not when that person had shown him nothing but sincerity. But as the weight of everything settled on his chest, Jin realized that maybe it was already too late.

The door to the bathroom creaked softly, and Jin froze, wiping his tears quickly. He didn’t want anyone to see him like this. He didn’t want Namjoon or anyone to know how much he was breaking inside. He had to keep it together, for the mission, for everything he had worked for.

Jin wiped away the last of his tears, his hands trembling slightly as he tried to steady his breath. Focus, Jin, he told himself. You have a mission. No emotions. No distractions. He had always been so good at compartmentalizing, at keeping his personal feelings locked away, but this... this was different. The confusion was gnawing at him, digging its claws into his mind.

He couldn’t afford to be weak. He couldn’t afford to let any feelings get in the way of what needed to be done. Namjoon was just a tool, a means to an end. And Jungkook—Jungkook was his responsibility, his past, his anchor. The one person he could trust. But even that seemed like a distant thought now. What was he supposed to do when both men were demanding parts of him?

Jin's heart ached at the thought. He couldn’t let it, though. He couldn’t allow himself to care about Namjoon like this. This wasn’t a romance. This wasn’t love. It was just part of the mission. He had to keep reminding himself of that.