The Safe House [COMPLETED] {Fanfic - Jungkook - Romantic thriller - Shortstory}

Chapter 10

When I woke up, my head was throbbing and I was thirsty. I climbed out of bed to get some water. The alarm clock showed a big red-colored 03:00 AM. I stumbled towards the kitchen, still feeling a little drunk. I drank two big glasses of cold water and tried to wobble back to bed. I bumped into Jungkook when I turned around. He caught me, but did not let go. He held on to me and pulled me close with his strong arms. I was unable to move. But more importantly, I was unwilling to move. He filled my senses. His smell, the way his hands felt on my back, his strong shoulder under my cheek. My heart felt like it would burst if we would stay like this any longer. But we did. He did not let go of me and I did not take a step back. The warmth of his body against mine was addicting.

After some time he let his hands fall next to his body — he had let go of me. He took a small step back and looked away. I tried to meet his eyes, but he wouldn't let me.

"Sorry, that was very unprofessional of me. It will not happen again." He turned around and walked back into his room. Disappointment filled my heart. I already missed the feeling of his body against mine.

I went back to bed, but I did not fall asleep anymore. I was wide awake and so was my body. My body felt cold where he had let go of me, but my heart was still racing. I was confused. Not about why he hugged me, but about why he'd let go so soon. 

After laying awake for three more hours because I had given up on sleeping, I got out of bed again and took a long shower. I put on some clothes, but avoided wearing his black sweater. Instead, I put on a light blue blouse I had taken with me and paired it with a dark pair of jeans. I walked to the living room and saw Jungkook and Jimin sitting on the couch. When Jimin saw me he smirked.

"How's your head?" He said, assuming I had a hangover. But I didn't. Jungkook had woken me up and made it impossible for my body to feel anything else but his missing touch. It lingered in my memory.

"I do have a headache, but I think I'm fine." I lied.

"Did you sleep okay?" I nodded to Jimin.

Jungkook had not looked at me. He avoided my eyes when I said good morning to him. He said it back, but did so while looking outside the window. My confused heart started aching. Why did he hug me if he wasn't even interested? Did he get to make fun of me like this? I almost regretted not stepping away from him first.

I got myself some breakfast and sat down at the table alone. I wanted to show them, I did not need their company. They were here, because I needed them to protect me. There was no other reason for them to be around me. Or so I told myself.

The day went by slow. I cleaned the kitchen, since I wasn't able to yesterday, and apparently they did not feel like it. When I finished, I got a book from the shelve above the couch and read some in the chair next to the window. But when I got to the romantic part of it, it reminded me of last night and it took me all my control not to throw it away. The men were in their room, making calls and checking the monitors they had put up. They came out only to get something to drink or eat or to go to the bathroom. It was annoying. They did not talk to me, but only said the highly necessary stuff. A few times they asked me how I was feeling and the other time was when Jimin asked me about the book I was reading.

I turned on the TV and switched channels, until I found something I wanted to watch. I found a documentary about whales. They showed beautiful images of them swimming in the depths of the sea and you could hear them sing to each other. They showed footage of them jumping out of the water and a mother pushing her calf up for air. News came on when the documentary ended. There was a news item about politics, a scandal about a restaurant and a fire in one of the homes of a celebrity. The last item was about a murder.

"And up next," The anchor woman said in a formal tone of voice, "serial murderer is plaguing our city, another body found dead." She paused for dramatic effect. "The mangled body was found on the edge of the southwest forest. The police informed us the body was attacked with a knife and the decay has confirmed the body to be murdered a few days ago. It seems to be a women, mid twenties. Her body was identified and will be examined for any evidence about the murderer. This is the fourth body in a short period of time that was found with the same cause of death. A week ago, a body of a young woman was found in the city."

My heart skipped a beat as an alleyway was shown. I recognized it right away. At the same time I saw the images of the man standing over her dead body, flashing in my mind. I dropped the remote I was holding and it fell to the ground with a loud bang. I stood up and my head spun. Jungkook came running through the door as soon as he heard the remote fall. With a few big steps he was standing next to me. He understood what happened when he saw the news item about the murder. He picked up the remote and turned off the TV. He looked back at me and grabbed me by the shoulders. He bent down a little to be at the same height level as me and look me deep in the eyes.

"Are you okay?" His voice was loud, but clear. I shook my head and took a step back, away from him. His hands fell down.

"I'm not okay. Four? Four women have died that way?" I was so shocked, I was unable to cry or scream or think properly. "Why did you not tell me?"