Before we get in the car, I ask
"W-what about the guys in my room?"
"I already got someone to handle that. They'll be gone before we get back." Jungkook replies
We drive to an empty rusted building.
We went back home, and jungkook took me into a room, filled with weapons.
"Do you know how to fight?" He asks me
I nod my head
"Do You know how to shoot?" He asks
I shook my head no.
For several minutes, jungkook taught ne how to shoot at a gun range.
"Your a quick learner doll." He says
We then headed to a gym and went into an empty room with a boxing ring in it.
"I'm sorry if i hurt you." I say
He smirks
"I am sorry if I hurt you." He replies
He began to come at me, but I take his shoulders and use my leg to trip him.
He falls on his back and I look down at him and hold out my hand to help him up.
He slaps my hand out of the way playfully
And I chuckle.He gets up on his own, then swiftly tries to pick me up out of no wear.
I put his arm in a lock before he tried to pick me up
I then let him go
"How do You know how to fight?" He asks
"At school... I got in alot of fights with guys..." I reply
He chuckles.
He looks at me up and down then picks me up, over his shoulder.
He smacks my ass and I try to get down
He laughs at how I'm struggling to get out of his embrace.
He finnally lets me down and I slightly punch his chest
He keeps chuckling
He goes up to his bag, and take something out
Its a case, a small one.
He hands it to me, and I open it up.
Its a knife. A butterfly knife.
"Wooooow" I whisper
I take it out of the case.
"Know how to use it?" He asks
I slowly nod my head yes.
"My dad had one and I played with it all the time, but it was an old one and I ended up breaking it..." I say staring at the knife
"Lemme see how you use it." He said
I look at him, then take a step back, to not cut him.
I swiftly flung the butterfly knife around then closed it.
Jungkook smirks "it's yours." He says
I look up at him in surprise.
I quickly go up to him and but him tightly
"Can I trust you?"
"Yes!"
"He he alright..."
On the way home, jungkook says.
"Are you upset about your tattoos?" He asks
I shook my head no
"Not even the one that is my name?"
I shook my head once again.
He smirks and places his hand on my thigh. His hand travels further up my leg then stops.
He pecks my lips and we go inside the house.
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Sold To a Mafia || Jungkook
Fanfiction20 year old Kim Minjee, still lives with her parents because she and her parents are considered poor. And her parents struggle with money. Her parents arnt the best. they are mean to her, and sometimes makes her skip meals just for themselves to eat...