Hoseok's scream echoed through the room, his eyes wide with shock as he stared at his phone. "OH MY GOD!!" he exclaimed, his hands trembling.
The other BTS members exchanged concerned glances. "What happened, Hobi?" Jin asked, alarm etched on his face.
Hoseok handed his phone to Jin, who took it with a frown. As he scrolled through the news, his expression mirrored Hoseok's shock. "Oh my..."Jin stuttered.
"What-what is happening?"
Jimin's eyes widened as he took the phone from Jin. "WHAT THE HELL! THAT'S SO-" He paused, reading on, before looking up, his eyes locking onto the space where Taehyung is
"What's going on?"
The news headline seemed to suck the air out of the room: "Jeon Jungkook Caught in Secret Affair: Idol Spotted Laughing and Kissing Mysterious Woman."
Panic set in as the members exchanged fearful glances. Taehyung's voice was cut off by their angry manager, who burst into the room. "WHERE'S JUNGKOOK?" he thundered, his face red with rage.
Namjoon tried to intervene, his voice calm and soothing. "Calm down-"
But the manager wouldn't have it. "CALM DOWN? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? YOUR WHOLE GROUP IMAGE AND CAREER IS ON THE LINE, AND YOU'RE SAYING CALM DOWN?" he yelled, his words dripping with venom.
The members' worried glances ricocheted around the room, the air thickening with tension. The weight of the scandal's potential impact on their careers hung heavy. The manager's fury was contagious, yet the members remained frozen, each trapped in their own thoughts.
"Call him here. Now," the manager barked, his voice a stark contrast to the suffocating silence. With that, he stormed out, leaving the members to grapple with the fallout.
The room remained still, the only sound the heavy breathing of seven anxious hearts. Finally, Jimin broke the silence, his voice barely above a whisper. "What are we going to do?"
Jin's eyes met Namjoon's, seeking guidance. "We need to talk to Jungkook," Namjoon said, his voice calm but laced with concern.
Hoseok nodded, already dialing Jungkook's number. The wait for his response seemed interminable, the members' anxiety escalating with each passing moment.
Jungkook's sharp command halted your movements. "STOP MOVING!" He was visibly anguished, his anger directed both at himself and you. Regret etched his face, haunted by the memory of leaving you cuffed, and frustration at your attempted escape, which had caused injury.
You pouted, looking away as he tenderly re-bandaged your wrist. The silence in his room was oppressive, punctuated only by the soft rustle of the bandage. His jaw clenched, expression tense, struggling to contain his emotions.
With precise, controlled movements, he secured the final knot. Avoiding eye contact, he stored the bandage roll, his body language betraying his turmoil. The air thickened with unspoken words, tension between you palpable.
Jungkook's hands lingered on your wrist, his touch gentle, a stark contrast to the storm brewing within.
You gazed at Jungkook with a gentle smile, sensing his turmoil. As he turned away, you cooed softly and wrapped your arms around his neck from behind. "Awwww, is my bunny mad?" you teased, studying his profile.
He sighed, shoulders sagging slightly under your touch. His resolve weakened, unable to stay angry with you. "Yeah, I'm mad," he admitted, voice low and husky. "Mostly at myself."
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Fanfiction*Jungkook felt a thrill run through him at your words, the way you so readily and wholeheartedly admitted that you were his and his alone making his heart race. He loved the feeling of possessiveness and ownership that came with knowing that you bel...
