His Killer | KOOKV ✔

Seventeen

Flashback (Ending of Chapter 11. Go reread if you forgot)

(What actually happened?)

Location: Classified
Time: 11:21 am

"Sorry, but I need to do my job." Jungkook whispered before forcefully lifting the doctor's body over his shoulder like a sack of rice.

Taehyung screeched as he struggles to get away. He was then thrown on top of the bed with great force that almost knocked his breath away.

"Let's do this quick." Jungkook muttered before stepping closer to the trembling man.

Jungkook keeps on repeating to himself that this is all part of his job.

Yeah. Just a part of his damn job.

He hovered on top of the doctor, tears flowing his terrified eyes. Jungkook held his breath, not wanting to be affected by the look in the man's eyes. He gripped Taehyung's neck with an intent to choke him.

The doctor struggled, enclosing his shaking hands around the killer's arm as he tried to move it away from his neck.

"P-lease... Don't do this!" Taehyung begged, his tears keep on gliding down his face.

Jungkook stared at the man below him. He could feel him trembling, eyes full of tears. He stared at those brown orbs that seem to knock on his stoned heart.

Those eyes..

The killer gasped, letting himself be drowned by those eyes. He felt his breath hitch, his heart began thumping on his chest like a fool under a spell.

A spell casted upon him by those sorrowful yet hopeful eyes.

And everything just went out of his control. He forgot his reasons as he lets himself act based on not what his mind dictates, but rather his heart.

Jungkook found himself slowly releasing the man from his grip. He sighed as he backs away, full of uncertainty.

Taehyung was beyond confused as the killer sat on the edge of the bed. He could feel the tension slowly subsiding, his fear still knocking on his heart, but deep down he knows there is hope.

He will not die today.

Not in this man's hands.

There was a deep silence, and Taehyung knows he should start thinking of ways to get away while the man is still in deep thought.

But somehow, he just sat there on top of the bed, eyes not leaving the back of his killer.

He knows he should start running away, but there's something stopping him.

The man turned his head in his direction, face still covered by a mask.

"Someone wants you dead."

The doctor flinched, hearing his killer speak after a long silence. Unconsciously, he starts backing away until his back touches the headboard.

"W-who?" Taehyung squeaked, voice shaky and trembling.

"You should know who, doctor. Think of the person whom you have committed something grave for that person to kill you."

Taehyung shakes his head. "I-I never hurt anyone. Please.. Tell me. W-who hired you?"

The man leaned forward, making Taehyung back away even more. "My client's identity has always been unimportant, doctor Kim, as long as they pay me well. I accept jobs from anonymous people, and guess what? I will be given a huge amount of money just by killing you before this day ends."