𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 || 𝐉𝐉𝐊 [HIATUS]

Safe

Y/N

You wake up groggily to Jungkook hissing intensely into your poor ear. It's extremely unpleasant. Extremely.

"Y/N, wake up. Did you even hear me? Taeyong got the ahold of the keys!" he says as he violently shakes your shoulders.

"Okay, okay," you mumble, shoving Jungkook away and standing up.

Well, attempting to stand up.

You cry out at the excruciating pain and nearly stumble to the cold floor, but a warm, strong arm is suddenly felt, firmly grasped around your waist . Saving you from your fall.

You look up only to shockingly discover that your savior is in fact, Jungkook, and that his face is only inches from yours. You can feel his warm breath tingling on your face, sending cold shivers throughout your entire body and causing your heart to flutter. Just a little bit.

The magical moment which in reality really lasts for a few seconds feels like eternity before Jungkook pulls away, still carefully supporting you with his muscular arm.

"Get on my back."

You look at him in utter confusion and surprise. Just the thought of that sends this unfamiliar sensation flowing through your entire being like a tidal wave, and you're not even sure what this feeling is.

"I don't really think that's necessary-"

"Y/N, stop being a child. You want to survive, right?" Jungkook says, angrily but still in a soft way. You'll never understand this behavior, but you finally give in when he lets go of your waist and steps in front of you, bending down just a little. Signaling for you to get on.

You sigh and and climb on Jungkook's back, clinging your arms around his neck and allowing him to grip your thighs. The act makes you blush, which you desperately try to hide when you realize that Jungkook doesn't even react. It even upsets you a little somewhere absent from your conciousness. But you brush all of those feelings away and bury your face in Jungkook's shoulder, hoping that his almost sweet scent will somehow ease the throbbing pain from your ankle.

He takes you through the already opened door and meet Jin, Namjoon, Haechan, Taeyong, and Jen, already waiting for you. You notice that there's a bit of tension surrounding the four, but maybe it's just from the fear of getting caught. You hope that's what it is. Drama cannot be accepted right now.

"Princess!" Taeyong's eyes brighten instantly when he sees you.

He approaches the two of you but stops abruptly when he fully realizes what's in front of him.

"She injured her ankle," Jungkook says coldly, equal to to the amount of life he spoke with you when you first met. It makes you wonder once again where that went.

Jen gasps and runs to you, petting your head.

"Are you okay? Do you need a hug?"

You swat her hand away, embarrassed from her childish behavior.

"No, Jen. I don't need a hug, nor do I want one. And Hyuck, you okay?" you ask.

Haechan nods.

"My head just hurts a bit, but I'm okay," he assures you with a smile.

Jen still looks at you, though, taken aback.

"Is that how you treat your bff? I am disgusted, I am offended, I am-"

"Shut up, Jen, and I'll carry her," Taeyong says back, reaching for you. But Jungkook spins away. Jen also steps to the side, not wanting to be caught in the drama any more.

"No, I will. I don't care that she's your girlfriend, we're in a situation right now where we need someone who actually has arms to carry her, and that someone isn't you. Go work out like crazy for another good year, then come ask me if you can carry her. But you don't have a year, do you? No, you don't. Now why are we even still here? Where are the guards?" Jungkook asks, looking around with a dull, confused expression.

But everyone keeps silent. Even Taeyong, who's at a loss of words.

Jungkook looks around, expectant. But nobody lets out even a peep.

Until Namjoon clears his throat. Everyone looks to him, thankful that someone is breaking the silence.

"Um, to answer your question, there aren't any guards for some reason. We have no clue how Taeyong got the keys, but he did. We should be leaving now, but some... things are happening between you people? But seriously, we should be going. And uh, Jungkook? Why are you shirtless?"

Everyone's attention instantly diverts to Jungkook's direction, and a loud squeak suddenly echoes throughout the hallway. Everyone freezes, anticipating some sort of ambush, but to their relief, no one comes. Which is strange.

"What's your name again? Jon? Yeah, Jon would you stop will those hideous laughs? You're going to get us caught, although the lack of guards is very suspicious," Jen snaps.

"Um, excuse me. My name is Jin. J-I-N. Jin. Got that, Jane? And my laugh is beautiful, yours is the one that's hideous. You sound like a troll giving birth gone wrong." Jin sticks his tongue out.

You stifle a laugh in Jungkook's firm shoulder, and you see the corners of his lips tugged up a little as well. Your eyes then trail over the gleam of his uneven lips and that cute, little mole right under his bottom lip.

You smile and turn your head the other way as the others bicker on. Your eyes get heavier and heavier as things happen from one event to the next, leaving the prison and escaping through the thick forest. The entire time, the only thing you comprehend is that something must have happened between Taeyong and Jen when they were in a cell together. They're definitely the source of the tension. It's too obvious, the way they avoid each other and act in the most awkward way possible.

You don't allow yourself to think any further, though, due to the intoxicating aroma radiating off of Jungkook and the overly calming sound of his breathing. Everything about him, for once, is just so relaxing, and you feel surprisingly safe as he carries you through the night like your knight in shining armour. You feel like nothing can hurt you, as long as he's with you, and it's a feeling you've never been able to afford to feel. It's a feeling you want to take for granted, and something you never want to let go.

What are you doing to me, Jungkook?