I Work for a Jerk

Hold me tight

Jungkook

"Feel free to take one of my shirts." Jungkook called as she reached for the door to his bedroom. "They look good on you."

She blushed but stuck her tongue out quickly before disappearing into the room. Jungkook laughed after her, shaking his head lightly. He loved teasing her, she was honestly adorable.

He moved into the kitchen, looking through the fridge to try and find something to make for the two of them. He should go shopping tomorrow to get more food. The least he could do for keeping her here was making good food for her.

Aish, he thought with a ruffle of his hair. Jin Hyung is going to hate me by the end of the week.

He shrugged it off and pulled out stuff to make something simple, getting it all set out on the counter. She sure was taking a long time getting changed. Jungkook looked over at the closed door and titled his head. She must be looking for something in her bag. It made Jungkook laugh at how organized she was at work and then how easily it fell apart at home.

He smiled at the thought of it as he opened the drawer below him to grab a cutting board, but his hand froze mid way as a sound pierced his ears.

"Jungkook!"

His head whipped in the direction of his room as he heard her screaming for him, his stomach immediately dropping.

"Help-"

Jungkook shoved off the counter, running as fast as he could to the door, shoving it open with his shoulder. He was met with a dark room, only the lamp in the far corner was on. There were two men in the room, one holding Drew from behind, the other half way into ejecting something into her arm.

Jungkook knocked the syringe out of the guys hand first, throwing a punch at him next. He fought back for a moment but Jungkook got the upper hand and had him on the ground with his eyes closed in a matter of seconds.

He turned quickly to see the second one trying to drag Drew out the door. Jungkook grabbed on hard to his wrist, twisting it up and back. Drew fell from his grasp, scrambling away from him.

Jungkook's grip on the guy's wrist only tightened when he tried to throw a punch. He held onto the guy's elbow along with his wrist as he turned him, slamming his head into the lining of the door, dropping him to the ground.

"Stay here." Jungkook growled low as he grabbed the two guys carelessly and dragged them out of the apartment, tossing them in the elevator and pressing the button for the basement, sending a quick message to his father before hurrying back to his room.

Drew was standing next to his bed, her arms crossed over her chest. She was wearing his shirt, nothing else. There was a pair of black pants on the floor that she must have intended on wearing.

He didn't let her speak as he went straight for her, looking at the spot on her arm the needle was in.

"I don't think he got any in." She said in a low voice. "Even so it must have just been something to knock me out."

Jungkook hung his head in relief as he kept a strong grip on her arm, shaking in his own skin as he was scared to let go of her.

"That was awesome." She said suddenly.

Jungkook looked up to see her grinning, very confused at her reaction. "You- you're not... why aren't you-" He tilted his head, unable to get a sentence out.

"You rushed in here like a power ranger!" She cheered, throwing her fists up. "You're so cool."

"You do realize what just happened, right?" He said slowly. "If I didn't hear you-"