Him |JJK

Chapter 18

Grabbing the warm beanie on my bangs, I tugged on it slightly again to cover my forehead but sincerely, I didn't want to face Jungkook who was sitting opposite me. 

"Your hand." He muttered. 

I looked up in confusion as I felt a gentle grip as he held my right hand in front of him. 

The streets were still silent as ever. I never got to see the victim of the abuse earlier, I wonder what he did to earn a beating from them. 

I tried to pull my hand back when I felt a sting on my cut that was being treated. Glancing up at Jungkook who was dabbing some alcoholic wipes onto the injury, I looked down again. 

I don't understand. He had found out everything. 

Yet, we were in an alley, and I wasn't fired yet. Ironically, he was treating my wound. From the way I see it, it was just an act out of pity. I leaned my back against the alley wall as I brought my legs close to me while Jungkook sat directly in front. 

"W-Why are you-" I managed to say. 

"Sorry." He interrupted nonchalantly. 

He met my gaze for some seconds. 

"Hurting you wasn't part of my plan yesterday." 

I didn't really care now. He had already discovered everything about me. 

Flinching in pain, I desperately tried to pull my hand back. 

"Yah. Don't move." 

He stared at me before grabbing a white bandage out of his pocket. 

"When did you get all this." I pointed at all the alcoholic wipes on the ground. 

"When you left. I grabbed some before looking for you." 

"O-Oh." 

The silence continued on for a while. 

"So...can I go home. Since I'm fired?" 

"...You're not fired." Jungkook muttered out as he stuck the bandage onto my wrist. 

"W-Why not?" 

"I haven't told anyone." 

I kept quiet. My head was filled with questions. 

"Yah. Shouldn't you be grateful? What's with that look on your face?" 

I glanced up to see Jungkook frowning. 

"Why are you frowning?" I furrowed my eyebrows. 

"That's what you look like." 

"It's not." 

"Yes it is." 

"No it's not." I emphasized. 

Jungkook chuckled slightly before reaching out his hand towards me. Unexpectedly, I retreated back before instantly gripping my rod underneath my skirt. 

I blinked in surprise of my sudden movements. Staring at Jungkook, I realized he gave me a somewhat sad smile. Closing my eyes in slight fear, he reached out and brushed my bangs back.

"Oh what's that?" 

"Huh?" 

Before I realized, he had already noticed the rod that I was holding and grabbed it out of my thigh strap as he stood up. 

"Y-Yah!" I hurriedly stood up. 

"What is this meant to be...?" Jungkook examined it. 

Desperately, I jumped to reach the silver rod that he held up high. 

"Why do you carry it?" He stared at me. 

"G-give it back!" 

In seconds, I gripped my rod as Jungkook lowered his arm. Yes. 

As I tried to strap it back beneath my skirt, Jungkook was gradually approaching me. Immediately, I steadied my stance before flicking the rod in a whipping manner in the air to let it extend. I held it in front of me to prevent him from taking any more steps to me since the stone wall was behind me. 

"D-Don't come any closer..." 

He cocked his head to the side amusingly before continued to walk towards me. 

"Y-Yah. I told you not to come closer." I retreated back a little. 

"What are you going to do?" 

"I-If you attack me, I'll have to report you to the police." I shuffled back more. 

I moved my rod forward swiftly, he took a step back in surprise. 

"Don't come closer." 

I widened my eyes as he reached out his hand and gripped the center of my rod before pushing forward. 

Struggling, I gathered my energy to push back as he easily had me leaning against the rough wall, confining me inside. Glancing at Jungkook, I expected the dangerous stare that always had me paralyzed to the spot. 

Yet, this time, he expressed a sense of amusement. 

"So... are you going to report me?" That tone of amusement annoys me. 

"...I-If you are the criminal..." 

"Have you found any evidence?" 

I stayed quiet. He slightly chuckled again. 

"Mi Young are you even doing your job properly? Aren't you meant to find evidence and prove me guilty?" 

"I-I haven't found any..." 

He grabbed the rod out of my hands before contracting it back to its original state.  I glared at his actions. 

He learns fast...

"And don't even try to beat me with strength." He smirked as he brushed his hair back. "Here catch." 

I hurriedly caught the rod that was thrown to me as he turned around to walk out of the alley.

"Let's go."  

He spun around before giving me a smirk. 

"Noona~" 

I stood there in realization. 

Oh. That's right. I'm his noona. I'm older than him. 

I mentally face palmed myself. 

Yet, he was threatening me. I seemed to be the younger one.

"Jungkook. Did you drop the formalities the entire time?" I ran up to him before seeing him biting his lip as he held in his laugh. 

Suddenly, I remembered. "Oh Jungkook here." I took off the red beanie and handed it to him. 

In return, he stopped walking before facing me and put it on my hair again. Blushing, I looked up as he gently pulled it down to cover my ears. 

"You're blushing noona. Your ears are red." 

Sometimes I really feel like I'm the younger one...