Prologue
It wasn't the first time it had happen. Frankly, he'd lost count a few years back. He didn't enjoy it though, not at all. Never gained any joy or satisfaction from his actions. But, it kept his house running, as well as the liquid being pumped into his aunts arm through an IV at the local hospital.
The killer stepped away from the body that had been discarded a few feet away from the bed. The light streaming from the window casted an eerie shadow across the dead mans face, highlighting the blood that he coughed up and drooled down his chin.
"I'm sorry." He whispered, no emotion in his voice.
A sudden familiar ring cut the silence like a knife and the killer picked up the call.
"Is it done?"
"Don't worry, James. The man is dead."
"That's what I like to hear, kid."
It was routine. Get a mission. Touch. Get the money.
An average midnight for Jeon Jungkook.
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Closer
FanfictionJust a little bit closer And we'll be okay Just a little bit closer And all our fears will be away (A Jikook AU)
