BAD BOY - JEON JUNGKOOK

Chapter 12

THEY sigh in relief as they make their way to the black car, scrambling in hurriedly when the door open, before more men spots them.

Arin groan lowly at the sharp pain, forcing herself to climb into the car, luckily with the help of Jungkook as he supports her lower back, before entering the car himself.

Jimin, being the last member to enter, slam the door shut as Jin press on the accelerator, zooming away from the scene as they make their way back to the house.

Arin throw her head back against the seat as she grit her teeth, controlling herself from letting out a cry. Her attention is focused fully on her injured and bleeding leg now. She has never been good with dealing with blood and the sight of her red jeans makes her feel more dizzy, suddenly feel nauseous.

She gulp, trying her best not to release all her stomach content into this expensive car that she will not be able to afford for her whole life.

"Hey, you alright?" Jungkook ask worriedly, moving closer to her as the car moves quickly down the quiet street. His question attracts the other's attention, making them avert their eyes to her tired form.

They immediately notice how pale she look, sweat forming on her forehead, causing strands of her fallen hair to stick on her face, and they watch as she tries her best not to shut her eyes.

"I'm fine," She sighs out breathily, hand moving to clutch the seat underneath her. Trying not to move her leg and causing more pain, she shuts her eyes, determined not to look at her bloody pants.

Darkness engulf her immediately as she listens to them calling her name, before their voices eventually fades off.

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She feels the soft material under her hand, feeling her tense and sore muscles relax. She finally have the opportunity to sleep after a long time and she has never felt so happy.

Breathing softly, she notice and recognises the familiar vanilla smell in Jungkook's room. She forces herself to open her eyes, but is too tired.

"Is she okay?" She listens as the voice ask, sound of a chair being pushed back as someone stands up.

"I've stitched up her wound. She should be alright. I don't think she's lost a lot of blood. Why did she faint?" She tries to listen instead of falling back asleep. She recognises that voice coming from Jin.

She felt the blanket cover her exposed legs, causing warmth to spread against her skin.

Right, the injury. She thinks.

"Maybe she's tired. It's her first time doing this anyway," Someone says from beside her, and she finally notes him as Jungkook. He holds onto her hand, clutching it tightly with his large hands.

"Right," Jin says softly, "You need to rest too, Kook. Don't tire yourself out." He coughs awkwardly before continuing, "We have more than enough casualties."

"Hyung, you sure she didn't lose too much blood right?" Jungkook asks, and she notices the softness in his question.

"Yeh. Don't worry."

The door opens before shutting softly again, and she knew the man had left.

"Please be alright," Jungkook says softly as silence engulfs them both again, rubbing his thumb soothingly on the back of her palm.