Jeon Jungkook happens to be the worlds most feared mafia . His moves are as sharp as a blade of katana . The whole world shivers down by listening his name .
He is also know as "the devil's spawn JK".
What will happen when circumstances lead him to...
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In case if you're wondering , " No! I'm not dead yet !"
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The first morning rays filtered through the forest as the birds began to herald the arrival of a new dawn. Yet the winter air remained crisp and cold. The sunlight streamed into the cave, illuminating the dark space with a warm, golden glow.
It cast a soft light over the two silhouettes, unaware of how entangled they had become in their deep slumber.
The first to wake among the two was Jungkook. He blinked sleepily, taking a moment to adjust to the brightness of the cave. His blurry gaze fell upon Taehyung, who was still sleeping, leaning against the cave wall in a position that looked quite uncomfortable.
The events of the previous night rushed back to Jungkook, reminding him of why they were stuck in this cave. He yawned softly, stretching his limbs before carefully rising from Taehyung's lap, trying not to disturb him.
Unknown to Jungkook, he had slept while tightly hugging Taehyung like a koala, seeking comfort in the elder's presence. Jungkook paused for a moment , embarrassment washing over him. " Did I really cling to him like that?"he thought .
Jungkook stretched his arms, trying to relax the muscles that had grown stiff during the night. It must have been a few rare moments of good sleep for him. Usually, he never slept well; his actual work began at night, where he would be immersed in activities that included killing, meetings, and to the cherry on top-his trauma and nightmares ensured that he rarely experienced a truly restful night.
Jungkook sighed, settling against the wall of the cave. He remained still for a moment before glancing at Taehyung, who remained blissfully asleep, likely exhausted from the events they had faced. "He looks like a baby when he's sleeping", Jungkook thought, gazing at Taehyung.
"Can anyone really believe he's father of a child?"Jungkook mused, observing Taehyung with one hand resting under his chin.
"He surely is handsome", he murmured, taking in the details of Taehyung's features. The moles scattered across his skin like stars in night . The plumpness of his heartshaped- lips, the straightness of his nose, and the sharpness of his jawline. His dark almond-shaped eyes, even in sleep, seemed to hold a depth that could pierce through one's soul. In one word, he was 'ethereal'.
"I wonder how he actually looks when he smiles", Jungkook thought. He felt an urge to reach out and touch Taehyung's cheek, to see if it felt as soft as it looked. But as he slowly extended his hand, he hesitated, wanting to squeeze it but deciding against it. "Gosh! What am I thinking?"He quickly retracted his hand, feeling a rush of embarrassment.
" Nevermind! Let him sleep for a little longer", he thought, turning his gaze toward the cave entrance. The world outside was waking up, and he let his mind wander in distant world .
