You loved your gun.
Lord, it was your baby, ask Yoongi, your twin, older brother. Ask Namjoon, your leader. Ask Jin or Hoseok.
They'll give you the same answer.
You, Min Y/N loved your gun. No one touched it.
Well, no one was supposed to touch i...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"Yah, Jungkook!"
The said male roughly ran a hand through his hair in irritation as Taehyung called out to him. Jungkook was just about to walk out when Taehyung's next words made him stop.
"Fuck, fine! Do whatever you want! Make contact with Min Y/N, kiss her, fuck her, I don't care anymore! I'm just not assuring your safety!" Taehyung grunted, a large scowl on his face as his fingers raced over his keyboard.
Jungkook's whole body jerked and he whipped around, staring at the older man in disbelief.
"You're lying."
Taehyung growled as he snapped his head up, his prescription glasses he had on slipping down the bridge of his nose, "No I'm fucking not. I honestly don't care anymore. All you do now is be grumpy and make a mess with your kills making it harder for me to cover up for you. If having contact with Min Y/N is gonna make your mood better and do your job correctly, I'll allow it."
Jungkook's doe-like eyes lit up like a kid's during Christmas morning as his lips curled into the largest smile that even Taehyung hasn't seen before on the man.
Jungkook could feel his heart accelerate as Taehyung's approval sunk into his head. He hadn't felt this excited in years, maybe this was the most excited he's become in his life.
He was going to officially get to have contact with Y/N after watching her from the shadows for months. He was finally going to be able to lay his hands on her.
He was finally going to get to touch his red princess....
~*~
Jimin's eyebrows were furrowed in confusion as he eyed Jungkook who hummed from the passenger seat beside him.
"Okay," Jimin finally sighed, his hands moving to brush some of his bubble gum pink hair out of his eye, "Why is my cute Kookie such in a good mood before a mission? Are you that excited about killing Lee Byungchul?" The man questioned, moving his eyes back on the road, heading to the target's building Jungkook would sneak into.
Jimin almost felt creeped out, not used to seeing the younger man so happy. Jungkook was even humming and that was something he never did. Jungkook was a man of few words, always stoic and serious when at home or on a mission. He never smiled unless he was pulling the trigger of his gun or slicing his blade on someone's skin.
