Kim Seokjin is a rising model from South Korea. His last photographer suddenly disappeared and is now searching for a new one. What he didn't expect was for a handsome (but dark) photographer to appear and smile at him, causing havoc on his heart wh...
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People like to think that everyone is well protected and all havoc is under control.
Jungkook, even though he was supposed to be a shield for South Korean netizens, he knew that he alone wasn't enough. That most evils lurked behind handsome tailored-made suits and dresses.
Even though...
Jungkook thought that it was scary that something like that could have transpired hidden from the law.
It was an indication of the evil that lurked in the outlines of this world.
Someone that they must arrest and... put behind unbreakable iron barriers.
Jungkook brought a beer can to his lips and drank its untasty content, sighting and trying to fight the sleep away.
He was almost successful at it... yet his eyes kept closing by themselves.
They seemed to weigh a ton.
He felt himself being driven away, passing out on top of that open notebook, his cheek on the palm of his hand and face swaying, threatening to fall on top of the notebook.
The atmosphere in the store was peaceful, quiet.
The worker was studying over the counter, taking advantage of the free time at night to advance his studies. Too distracted to notice a young lad dressed in black approaching the young policeman from behind.
So, Jungkook wasn't prepared to defend himself when he felt a strong arm around his neck, cutting off his oxygen and choking him. His eyes bulged out as he tried to fight whoever had attacked him, trying to observe details about who was suddenly attacking him like that.
The only things that he could distinguish were black sleeves and a long arm.
A strong chest and soft hair behind his neck.
He suddenly felt deathly awake.
He felt an overwhelming want to survive flooding his tired brain.
His competitive size increasing with each breathless struggle.
They want to not to lose to some stranger.
He counted three seconds and prepared to counterattack his attacker with an incredible movement that he learned in the police academy when:
"What are you doing here, all alone?" Asked the deepest voice he had ever listened to.
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