Seven members of an elite organisation and one seemingly innocent woman collide and the aftermath leaves them questioning if everything they knew was a lie.
Y/N wasn't sure what she expected to find once she pushed the door open but this certainly wasn't on her list of possibilities.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
The brilliant white of the ceiling, walls and floor caused her to wince and the steady beep of computers and machinery unsettled her somewhat especially as Jungkook was nowhere to be seen.
She should probably turn back and try the other door, wouldn't surprise her if Jimin had given the wrong one just out of spite but curiosity got the better of her and before she could think of the consequences she stepped further inside and let the door close behind her with a soft click.
What the hell was this place used for?
It was super high tech that was forsure.
Y/N ran her fingers across the table, eyes darting up and trying to make sense of the images.
"It's me." The familiar voice startled her, heat rushing to the apples of her cheeks as she turned around.
Caught snoopingwasn't ideal.
"I did..." Y/N lost the ability to speak when her eyes fell across a shirtless Jungkook sitting on the futuristic looking machine opposite.
"You did what?" He cocked a brow, lips forming a smirk.
"I erm." She coughed, averted her eyes to anywhere that wasn't Jungkook's lean muscular physique. "I asked Jimin where you were and he told me to check here, I did knock but nobody answered and the door was unlocked so I couldn't help but take a look around."
Jungkook found himself endeared by her flustered state, curious as to why she was responding so strongly to him.
Surely he doesn't even compare to Taehyung.
His eyes narrowed, jaw clenching as he then recalled how excited she had been to see Taehyung when they arrived back at the base earlier.
Not him.
Not the guy who saved her.
He didn't get the intimacy.
"You said the images are you?" Y/N attempted to dispel the tension, pointed over her shoulder at the board.
"Yes, it's me." Jungkook confirmed as he walked over to the glass cabinet at the far end of the room.
"How was your talk with Namjoon?" The agent asked, not wanting to delve deeper until he knew what their leader had revealed.
"He didn't tell me much, guess he doesn't trust me and to be honest I don't blame him."
Jungkook opens the cabinet and starts to load the cart beside him with pre-filled sterile containers of blue liquid.
