Mr.Jung is Dangerous {Bts Jhope fanfic}

3 Polaroids and a Receipt

"Why?"

The man I guess I didn't even know because everything out of his mouth was a lie, sat across from me trying to find the words to answer my simple question.

I repeated myself, I felt the heat of anger rise to my cheeks.

Everything was a lie? Everything?!

"I'll get to 'why' after I introduce you to myself properly. My name is Jay Hoseok, I'm 23 years old, and I'm the co-founder of the multi billion dollar company Samsing."

I rolled my eyes. "There's no way in hell im believing that bullshit. Do you take me for some fucking idiot?!" I was starting to loose control over my temper. Yelling was a bad idea, teachers would hear, but I didn't care. "There's no freaking way you're the co founder of Samsing and only four years older than me. And that doesn't make any sense. I just want to know why Jay!" I called him by his name, not because I believed him, but only to mock him. I've let this man take advantage of my feelings, putting me in danger for no reasons just to save his own ass.

He sighed and didn't look fazed by my rant "Open the envelope."

"Oh you think your stupid envelope is going to prove what your saying is true? Because it's not. It's probably all bullshit like everything else." I glared and him to show him I meant business but to be honest I still felt some sort of way for him. I was pushing it deep to the corner of my mind, I needed to be emotionally aware.

"Look things will make more sense and I'll elaborate more but I need you to actually listen and believe me, because now your safety is in my hands."

I shot him a confused but still irritated look, and then I finally gave up and ripped the top off the crumpled envelope.

Inside were three small polariodes and a receipt. I picked up the Polaroid while quizzically staring at it.

"I don't understand... these are pictures of you.... the day you got shot." The first small picture seemed as if it was taken from afar, maybe behind some bushes. I could make out Mr.Jungs pained expression, and I could see Ryan being held back. Then my face. It was as clear as day only because I was turning in that direction.

I picked up the other two Polaroids that reflected two other scenes of life that I had already gone through with mr.Jung.

"So you have a stalker?" I asked trying to hide the hint of fear in my voice. If someone dangerous was after Mr.Jung... then that could mean I could get caught in the crossfire.

I picked up the receipt and read the fine print.
The receipt was for a $764 automatic pistol.

I thrusted the receipt at Mr. Jung.

"This is some joke right? Someone's just trying to scare you, right?" There was no hiding the desperation in my voice this time. I was starting to piece things together.

Mr.Jung wasn't surprised when he skimmed his eyes over the receipt. "I didn't know this would happen so soon." He simply said.

"So soon? So you knew this would happen?!" Anger started to flare up again inside of me.

He nodded "The only uncommon variable is you. I've never brought anyone down with me, but you were always there and I didn't think things through."

I crossed my arms over my chest. " So now what? Some angry guy is after you... and I guess me too. How are you going to fix this? And why is he after you? Did you kill somebody like the article proposed? Is that why you had a gun and changed your identity?"

He shook his head. "Right now one thing at a time. I'm going to need you to trust me, because there's no way either of us are going to be safe if you don't trust me."

I rolled my eyes "No. this entire time I've been trusting you. Give me some damn answers before I do anything else for you. Either that or I'm walking away, and you won't exist to me." I meant it. I could forget a stupid crush. He wasn't worth the emotional trauma.

"Esme I have no choice but to tell you everything okay? But right now we have to go."

I looked at him quizzically.

"I'm asking you to leave with me."

*

"Esme?" Ahn's voice broke repeating after Tang. "You're in love with Esme?"

Tang sighed a huge breath of relief. "It feels so good to finally say it out loud."

Ahn suddenly lost her appetite. She thought... she thought if she had done everything that made Tang happy, maybe Tang could like her. But instead, Tang would choose someone who couldn't even give a damn about her.

Ahn was angry. She rationalized that Esme was never there for Tang, but she was. So how come Esme gets all the attention? Was she not enough? She didn't care about anyone else's but Tang's opinion. And she never wanted to be "just a friend".

"Are you going to tell her? I thought Esme was dating some boy." Ahn tried to hide the pain in her voice. This hurt like nothing before.

Tang sighed "I've tried to ask her if she was into girls as well before and she gave me a complicated answer."

"What was it?"

"She said 'it's complicated'." Tang chuckled thinking of Esme's rare form of humor. She wasn't around these days because she's been busy and Tang of course understood she just missed her.

Ahn nodded still not processing that if she had confessed to Tang even though she was so confident she would've gotten rejected.

"What about me?" She blurted out.

Tang rose an eyebrow in confusion. "Hm?"

"What do you think about liking me...if things don't work out with Esme?" Ahn knew her heart was on the line asking this, and she almost couldn't believe she had asked.

Tang playfully punched her assuming she was joking but Ahn's face remained serious.

When Tang had noticed she was the only one laughing her expression softened. "Oh Ahn...I'm sorry I didn't realize you were serious. Are you saying you actually like me?"

Ahn forced a smile. "No idiot I was joking!"