Bulletproof | JJK

Nine

(Y/N)'s POV:

"THE FRIDGE IS EMPTY!" A voice from nearby yelled.

"Oops," You shrugged, taking the last bite of the bologna sandwich you stole from it.

"(Y/N)!" Hoseok panted, "Did you finish my sprite?"

"No, but I did see Taehyung and Jimin gulping those last night," You recalled.

"Those brats deserve an ass whooping," Hoseok began to take off his belt, "Come out Jimin and Tae!" He then ran upstairs to hunt down the two thieves.

You rolled your eyes and laid there on the couch, resting your head on it's arm.

"I think it's grocery time," Jin on the other couch put down his phone and got the car keys.

"(Y/N), wanna come?" Jin asked.

"No. She can't." Another voice from behind spoke, appearing to be Namjoon.

"And exactly why can't I?" You argued.

"Because who knows when they might attack," he replied, as Jungkook entered the room.

"Yeah hyung, she'll stay with me." He declared unexpectedly.

You sighed in defeat, as Jin, Namjoon, and Hoseok who failed to find the culprits who devoured his sprite set off for the grocery store.

"Why did you do that?" You elbowed Jungkook, and he only replied with his soothing, pleasant chuckles.

You shyly looked at his adorable little smile, as he looked at you in the eyes, "Stop staring at me," You sassed, hiding your scarlet cheeks.

Hearing that he leaned his face closer, staring even more creepily than before.

"Get away you weirdo," You pushed him away.

Just as you said that, Jin and Namjoon burst through the door, both with pistols in their hands, smacking the door closed.

"JUNGKOOK THEY'RE FOLLOWING US!" Jin screamed, as Jungkook dashed through the hallway, back with a weapon, and you hid behind the couch.

You sat behind it, intensely frightened, hearing continuous gunshots.

You gain the courage to take peek from above the couch, seeing a man about to pull the trigger to his pistol, as Jungkook would glide across the room, almost immediately you jumped out of your space, and came in his way.

The tiny metal was shot, centimeters away from your neck. Still shocked, you pant, and Namjoon takes down the same man, and as you sat there is shock and trauma, the men were all gone.

"(Y/N) what the hell!" Jungkook yelled.

"J-Jungkook I-" You stuttered, still looking at the floor.

"You could've died! What would we have done! And I bet this isn't even the end of what out fathers could do!" He yelled at you, making you flinch altogether.

"Jungkook-ah please calm down," Jin came closer to him.

"Hyung don't get into this," He looked away.

"Jungkook stop this shit. You brought her here for a reason, and now you're the one actually being a douchebag. I hate to admit it Jungkook, but you're being unreasonable," Jimin put an arm around your shoulders, taking you to the kitchen, where he consoled you.

You could still hear Jungkook fighting downstairs, but you were still under the trauma.

The trauma that he yelled. At you.

However, you were still thankful to have the rest of the boys by your side. At least they spoke for you, and comforted you.

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Jungkook, what are we?

You thought to yourself.

What made us drift apart?

Why am I enjoying it here?

Why am I here?

How were you supposed to ask him all that. For years you had hidden feelings for the charming, adorable, Jungkook.

How would you two finally understand each other?

Or maybe, there was no point in bringing you here.

All you've been, is perhaps, a burden?

What if, you leave? Thee won't have to suffer, you won't have to suffer.

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Hello everyone, this is officially the shortest chapter ever. I'm sorry, I am just trying not to rush this story, that's why I'm taking it slow. But not too slow.

Thanks for reading!

Next update: 25 June

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