Bullet to the Heart || Jeon Jungkook

Chapter 22- Closer

(Jungkook's pov)

A/N: OMG!!!! *dies in the corner* How did this book reach 1k views?! The heck??? It may seem like a small number to other people, but to me it's a freaking lottery lol. Thank y'all so much for putting up with my amateur writing, love you guys! ❤️

P.S. Once again, Sylvi=Marina. Also, the photo referred to in this chapter is blurry so the faces can't really be seen. ;)

Bidding goodbye to Sylvi, I closed the door sinking my back against it. A worn out sigh escaped from my lips as a drew a hand across my face in defeat. "What is she doing to me?"

I closed my eyes as memories started to resurface, projected in my mind like an old movie.

Seated in a cozy cafe with a freshly brewed cup of coffee in hand, eyes catching those of a beautiful young woman with a contagious smile.

Later on, fleeing an old ice-cream vendor after practically getting forced into buying ice cream for said woman.

Falling asleep with her, eating with her, talking with her, basically living my life beside her with an unfamiliar tug on my heartstrings.

Another sigh escaped, as I finally stood up and entered the kitchen. I waved in greeting at my leader, who was casually leaning on one of the marble counters lining the wall, before heading towards one of my infinite ramen cabinets.

Wait.

Startled, I backtracked, before properly acknowledging the tall man, sheepishly.

Kim Namjoon smiled gently, bringing the expensive looking porcelain cup down from his lips. "Well hello to you too, maknae."

I stuttered a greeting in reply, before offering one of the bowls of instant ramen. Time seemed to drag on as we waited for the kettle to finish boiling the water before I finally set two completed bowls on the table along with a couple pairs of chopsticks.

"What did you want to talk about?" I asked, carefully taking my first bite.

He carefully peeled off the lid of the bowl too, testing the flavor of the soup before replying. "It's your mission. We finally found a name. Lee. Marina Lee. She was the only one missing when we found Twice spying on SM's Exo two days ago."

Namjoon slid a blurry shot of eight girls.

To an untrained eye, it would've been a normal picture of a group of friends at a nice restaurant. That is until you notice the slight bulge of a handgun resting on Sana's hip when her skirt conveniently got caught in the chair for the split second the picture was taken. Sure enough, the hidden ninth member of Twice was missing.

Anyone who has ever met eyes with that girl, aside from her allies, has died. The only physical evidence of her existence came from that one picture caught in Ilsan, back when she was still blond, but even then that photographer only got her back.

"We have a hunch that Ms.Lee may have already been sent after you, I doubt she's still a blond since it would attract unwanted attention. She must have a more natural hair color now, like black. I suggest you keep your guard up, for now, seeing as you've clearly let it down..." Namjoon explained, before giving me a pointed look.

I averted my eyes back down to my now empty bowl, mumbling out an apology. As much as I hated to admit it, he was right. I had dropped my guard, all because of the girl next door.

After a few more minutes of discussion, the older man discarded his empty bowl before pulling on his long, black coat and leaving.

I sighed as I heard the door click shut. He's right, Marina must already be after me. It won't be long now until she finds me here and I've got to be prepared...

But little did I know, I've already been discovered and would've been dead if not for one measly slip-up.