BEHIND THE MASK 🎭

part 22

Jungkook pov:

I still remember the day Tae left without a word. We were supposed to meet up atleast for a mere justification from his side, but he never showed up. I tried calling him, but his phone was off. I was worried sick.

Days turned into weeks, and I had no idea where Tae was. I asked around, but no one seemed to know anything. It was as if he vanished into thin air.

That's when I decided to take matters into my own hands. I enlisted Jimin's help, and together we managed to gain access to the Kim mansion. I knew Tae's family was wealthy, but I had no idea their security was so tight.

Once inside, I discovered that Tae's sister was in need of a bodyguard. I saw an opportunity and took it, assuming the identity of "Ian". It was the perfect cover – I could keep an eye on Tae's family while searching for any clues about his whereabouts.

As Ian, I've been working closely with Tae's sister, trying to gather any information that might lead me to Tae. It's been tough, but I'm determined to find him. I miss you taehyung, and I need to know that he's okay.

I've been watching over Tae's sister for weeks now, all while searching for any hint of where Tae might be. But my mind keeps drifting back to him.

I'm consumed by thoughts of Tae - his smile, his laugh, his eyes. I find myself wondering what he's doing at every moment of the day. Is he happy? Is he safe?

As I accompany Tae's sister to various events and outings, I'm constantly on the lookout for any sign of him. I scan the crowds, hoping to catch a glimpse of his familiar face.

My obsession with Tae is all-consuming. I dream about him at night, and wake up thinking about him in the morning. I feel like I'm losing myself in my search for him.

But I won't give up. I have to find Tae, no matter what it takes.

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It was my daily routine to drive jisso nona to her college and back to mension
Yes I call her nona our of respect, we have become friends

Today was an another day of this stupid drama
I navigated the crowded streets, Jisoo chatting away in the passenger seat. We were on our way to her college, and I was happy to oblige as her chauffeur for the day.

As we stopped at a red light, Jisoo turned to me with a mischievous grin. "Ian, I'm very happy Today, you can't even imagine."

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What is it?"

The light turned green, and I accelerated forward, my eyes flicking to Jisoo's excited face. "Tae's coming home, I'm so excited,that idiot rarely calls me" she said, barely containing her squeal.

My heart skipped a beat. Tae. Coming home. I felt a rush of adrenaline, my grip on the steering wheel tightening. "When?" I managed to ask, trying to sound nonchalant.

Jisoo's voice was a excited whisper. "Ian, guess what? Tomorrow night... Tae is coming !"

My heart skipped a beat as I kept my eyes on the road.

She added, almost as an afterthought, "He's coming from Paris..."

Her eyes widened slightly, as if realizing she might have said too much. "Ohh, shit... I shouldn't have said that. But it's okay, it's you... and I trust you."

As Jisoo's words spilled out, my heart racing with excitement, I felt a surge of possessiveness. Tae, coming home tomorrow night... from Paris.

My eyes flicked to Jisoo, her voice barely above a whisper. "He's coming from Paris..."

I forced a neutral expression, not wanting to betray my true emotions. But inside, I was reeling. Paris. Tae had been living in Paris.

Jisoo's eyes met mine, a hint of worry in her gaze. "Ohh, shit... I shouldn't have said that. But it's okay, it's you... and I trust you."