𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐙𝐨𝐧𝐞 || 𝐉𝐉 & 𝐊𝐃 ||

Chapter 17: Dangerous Grace

TIMESTAMP: 18:45 (6:45 PM)

Location: Joo Nabi Estate: Main Home

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Kim Dan found himself fading in and out of consciousness.

After rather pathetically telling Jaekyung he couldn't stand, the man stepped forward, wrapping what felt like his fur coat around Dan, and scooped him up. Heaving him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

Placed into the man's well-polished, white McLaren 720S, Kim Dan could barely make out the blur of the streets they ventured out on.

Aside from the thoughts of his body being in pain and trying to stay awake, Kim Dan could only take subtle glances at Jaekyung, who seemed completely stoic, as if the scene he walked into didn't faze him one bit.

A sharp pain jolted through his right side as they rolled over a speed bump, letting out a painful yelp.

"J-jae—!"

He could just barely make out a quiet 'fuck' fall from Jaekyung, and perhaps it's because he was seemingly losing control of his senses; the car seemed to slow as they approached the next bump.

Despite trying to fight his body's urges, Dan eventually succumbed to sleep by the time they hit the main road, going 'lax' for the rest of the ride.

Coming back to consciousness was perhaps the hardest thing Dan had to do today.

Waking up and having the golden sunset pour into the already dimly lit room made him painfully wince, squeezing his eyes, but not too much. Once the pain from the ordeal hit, it felt like he'd been run over by a truck.

Twice.

"Awake, are we?" A familiar, masculine voice sounded from in front of Dan as he snapped his eyes open and tried to sit up, only to flop back down.

But as he stared at the interior of this obvious bedroom, it was quite clear to him who else was here.

Joo Jaekyung.

"Mr. Joo...? W-what happened? H-how did I get here?" Dan dryly stumbled out, as he felt like he needed some water before he'd crumble away like a rock in the desert.

Taking in a sharp inhale, Dan forced himself up all the way, now taking view of the don, who was no longer in work attire but in dark blue pajama pants and a matching robe top, left undone.

"Your home has been compromised and tainted." Jaekyung huffed, eyeing Dan as if this was a major inconvenience to him. "You'll be healed up here while I send some people down to clean up the place."

Dan narrowed his eyes, staring at the window for what felt like eons before he felt ready to speak. "Thank you, but you don't have to do that. I can just do it myself."

"I've already made the fucking call. So just sit tight." Jaekyung murmured harshly, exiting the room and making a left.

"How big is his house...?" Dan questioned in his head, seeing a completely different view than the first time he came, before letting out a quiet wince when he moved his arm wrong. "O-ow..."

Jaekyung took a step back, his dark gaze roaming up and down Dan's figure. Sending shivers down the chestnut-haired man's spine. "Wait here."

Without giving Dan a chance to speak, Jaekyung disappeared around another corner, this time inside the room, leaving him all alone. A deep sigh escaped him, feeling his head pound again from his harrowing ordeal.